But cause of tears was rarely found; How sweet a kiss there was for me! But ah! there came a war, they say→→ But drums and fifes did sweetly play, I thought!-nor could I thence foresee A scarlet coat my father took, And sword, as bright as bright could be! And feathers that so gaily look, All in a shining cap had he. Then how my little heart did bound! Nor dreamt that, when the kiss went round, My mother sigh'd, my mother wept, And, ah! how sweet a kiss to me! But when I found he rode so far, I said it was a naughty war, And lov'd the fife and drum no more. My mother oft in tears was drown'dNor merry tale, nor song had she; And when the hour of night came round, Sad was the kiss she gave to me; At length the bell again did ring; But, ah! it brought my father dead. My mother shriek'd;-her heart was wo; She clasp'd me to her trembling knee : pray that you may never know I How wild a kiss she gave to me. But once again--but once again These lips a mother's kisses felt; That once again-that once again The tale a heart of stone would melt: "Twas when upon her death-bed laid,(What grief was mine that sight to see!) "My child! my child!" she feebly said, And gave a parting kiss to me. So now, I am an Orphan Boy, With nought below my heart to cheer; No mother's love, no father's joy, Nor kin, nor kind, to wipe the tear. And, when the kiss of love goes round, But I will to the grave and weep, Where late they laid my mother low, And buried her with earth so deep, All in her shroud as white as snow. And there I'll call on her so loud, All underneath the church-yard tree, To wrap me in her snow-white shroud, For those cold lips are dear to me. 1346. In Thirteen, Forty-six-war's flag unfurl'd; At Cressy, CANNONS, first, destruction hurl'd. But long before, though claim'd by SCHWARTZ his own, To Moor and Arab was GUNPOWDER known. 1815. In Eighteen, Fifteen-England's banners flew Unconquer'd on the FIELD OF Waterloo! 1821. In Eighteen, Twenty-one-a lorn exile ! Died BUONAPARTE on St. Helena's isle. ST. HELENA is a rocky island, about 21 miles in circumference, situated in the Atlantic Ocean. Latitude, 164S. Longitude, 6 W. and is about 1000 miles from any other land. It was discovered by JOHN DE NUOVA, a Portuguese, in the year 1502, on the festival-day of ST. HELENA, whose name he therefore gave it. Helena, born at Colchester in Essex, was the wife of Constantius, and the mother of Constantine the Great. The tomb of NAPOLEON is in a romantic spot, near a crystal stream of water, and beneath some beautiful willow trees. "Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!" SHAKSPEARE. |