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For thou wert here of those bright things
On which the gaze will lingering dwell, Whilst Fancy, poised on glittering wings,
Throws o'er the dream its syren spell. But thou, perchance thou dost not weep
To quit these scenes of mortal strife, For the bright dreams of that sweet sleep
Which wakens to eternal life.
Oh no, thou couldst not weep ; for bright
Though the world smile on childhood's brow, I once have known its cheating light,
And once was glad- I am not now.
Sleep on, blest child! there's many a heart,
Once glad and dreaming like thine own, Would fain be still, as now thou art,
And rest beneath some churchyard stone.
Hearts, too, mid Fortune's gaudiest train,
Where all earth's paths seem strown with flowers, That fain would give their golden gain
For the sweet dreams of childhood's hours.
Yea, more than this, thrice blessed be His name,
He is the God from whom salvation sprung, Who in the form of human creature came,
Who on th' accursed tree of Calv'ry hung, And for us died ! MESSIAH! Christ! the same
Whose advent prophets told, and psalmists sung. In form divine, inspired Moses saith
Was man created-perfect, without spot,
A paradise eternal was his lot ;
His peace to mar, his destiny to blot.
A fallen blighted creature Man became In the Almighty's eye. The lovely earth
For him was cursed. Sorrow, Toil, and Shame Marked his career; and his spirit's worth
Lay tarnished in its vile and mortal frame. This was the awful doom—“ FOR DUST THOU ART,
AND UNTO DUST SHALT THOU RETURN AGAIN," Body and soul in agony to part,
Closing a life of weariness and pain. What power could shield him from Death's fearful
dart? What sacrifice wipe out the direful stain? THE SACRIFICE IS MADE-THE POWER IS GIVEN,
The way of life is opened unto all;
To rescue man from Sin's o'erburdening thrall, Long, long before from Eden he was driven
Forth from his Maker's presence at the fall., Bless then the Lord, His praise eternal sing;
He is the God through whom Death slays no more, Who robs the tyrant of his dreaded sting,
And makes the grave a tranquil, happy shore, Whence the unshackled spirit spreads its wing
To dwell with Him it worshipped evermore!
Sleep on, then, sleep; and should the tear
Bedim thy mother's mournful eye, Oh! send some gladdening whisper here
To tell her of thy bliss on high.
Come in a dream of gentle peace;
And when thy mother sees its ray, She'll hail her Rosa's calm release,
And bow to God's mysterious way.
Farewell, then, vanished flower ! yet oft,
In pensive hours, thou shalt appear, When the still twilight gathers soft,
Mid scenes thy beauty brightened here.
And when the twin-stars' silvery beams
Look down upon our quiet shore, Their light shall seem, to fancy's dreams,
The smiles of Rosa and of Flore.* Sandwich.
J. R. W. Lomas.
AN EASTER CHAUNT.
BY J. J. REYNOLDS.
“ He is our God, even the God of whom cometh salvation ; God is the Lord by whom we escape Death.-Psalm lxüi, 20.
LINES, (In answer to the beautiful ballad, entitled "What
shall my song be to-night ?"')
Such thoughts would bring but pain,
We'd fain live o'er again.
Are foes to constancy;
For then 't will discord be!
'T were well we should forget
When Hope's bright sun was set.
Nor weep o'er past delight;
That Faith can make so bright!
Yea! not an image carved in wood or stone,
Nor yet an idol cast in drossy gold,
Of real or imaginary mould,
And our first parents communed with of old.
Of light; THE GREAT CREATOR OF MANKIND, SUPREME IN SPACE ; before whose boundless sight
All worlds are spread ; whose vast omniscient mind Created them, and has maintained them right
Since first by Him in unity designed.
Then tune thy lute, and let the lay
All mournful thoughts dispel, And Hope shall kiss the tears away
O'er Sorrow's cheek that fell.
* Two cousins, both died at two years of age.
A FEW WORDS ABOUT THE GRATUITOUS SCHOOL FOR POOR
"The son of your king has come to beg a binds us to do justice and to love mercy; the morsel of bread and a few hours' repose," said freedom which is law. The Romans taught the proscribed heir to the British throne, when, them how to use their hands, and the excellent forced by starvation and fatigue, he entered the faculties which God had given them; to supply house of an enemy, and confronted him. We their own wants, and to minister to others. were reminded of this touching story of the The Romans made us human-made us civivicissitude of human fortune, by reading an lized. " Address of the Society for the Protection and Since those days we have had many a struggle, Education of Poor Italian Boys." "Poor many a repulse, in our efforts to rise. We have Italian Boys!" “ Protection!” “ Education !" had enemies without and enemies within to conThe words are, indeed, capable of being am- tend against ; much to learn, and to unlearn ; plified by the most ordinary imagination into an but we have, at last, risen to a position as elegy over the “ Lone Mother of dead Empires." elevated as that of our former protector and Poor Italian Boys! The youngest children of friend. that great Queen of the World, who, in the And what meanwhile has become of her ? days of her glory, poured upon all Europe the Where is that vast empire, that beneficent ruler blessings of civilization and knowledge, have of ancient Europe? come to ask us—to ask the noble English people-to protect them from the cruelty of those
“ O Roma! Roma! Non è come era prima." who traffic in their young bodies; to give them The empire-broken, fallen-gone. Her original the means of knowing that they have souls! people, the brave and intellectual Italian tribes, " How are the mighty fallen !” Strange and have been crushed and broken. But again and lamentable changes of fortune in the case of an again they have risen ; and the histories of the individual, however high his rank in the social small Italian republics of the middle ages are in scale, we can dismiss from our minds more keeping with that of the older republic, and of easily than a reflection upon the vicissitudes of the empire of which it was their greatest pride nations. The lives of the Pretender and his to have formed a part. whole family, their sudden reverses from good Venice! Milan! Genoa! Florence! Ferrara ! to bad fortune, and vice versá, are chiefly in- Lucca! Were they not all instinct with the teresting from the effect they produced upon spirit of their ancestry? No hierarchy could their country; apart from that, they serve destroy nature; and these were, by nature, merely,
formed to teach the rest of Europe; at that “ To point a moral or adorn a tale.”' time, in the raw season of early youth, and But who, that is familiar with the grand story of hungry for the bread of knowledge. They imthe Roman empire, can gaze unmoved upon the parted freely all that they had learned of themremnants of the past glory of Italy-upon the selves, or regained from their past history; and evidences of her present prostration ; or turn thus Italy, in the middle ages, was our tutor, as away quickly from the consideration of them, as Italy, in that old classic time, was our nursingtoo insignificant for more than a passing glance ? mother. Our arms, arts, science, laws, and Who can boast of his British blood, and forget social institutions, are more indebted to our what he owes to Italy, the nursing-mother of Italian teaching than we are always careful to European civilization Shall we, who are remember, pressing forwards into “ the foremost files of Our great men, too—whether they have anitime;" we, who are free and prosperous-shall mated us by poems or philosophy, by skill in we not spare a moment to consider and to miti- science or art, or by success in arms or statesgate the distress of those whose forefathers gave manship-have all been nurtured at that Italian us life, health, strength, and knowledge? Shall fount. we talk without a tear, of giving “a gratuitous
Chaucer and Shakspeare--Surrey and Sid. school” to the descendants of those who once ney-Bacon and Milton-could they have been taught the whole world in schools built by what they were without Italy? Search any page themselves, and inscribed with their name of their precious works, and we will venture to S.P. Q. R.?
affirm that you will meet with a tribute, in some Whatever were the errors of the great empire, form or another, to the memory of Italy. If it is not becoming in Albion to forget, that they could rise from their graves, how eloquently about eighteen centuries ago, she was rescued would they answer the question, by its wise and powerful rulers from a state of
“ Kennst du das Land wo die Citrouen blühn?" the cruelest barbarism. The Romans taught our savage ancestors a nobler freedom than that They would tell us of its native beauty, and of of the beast of the field-the freedom which its hereditary renown; of its wisdom and valour, of its virtue and its knowledge: they would not , nected, viz. that established for the “ Protection dwell too long upon its crimes and its misfor- and Education of Poor Italian Boys.” tunes, but would remind us that its claims upon But, as it would not be selon les règles to put our respect and gratitude belong to the same forth these distinguished persons as patrons of category as those of parents upon the respect the little institution which we wish to introduce and gratitude of their children.
to the notice of the benevolent, we must leave And let us, in return, tell them what is now it to rest upon its merits, and we therefore subthe fate of that fair Ausonian land. Let us tell join a brief account of the Gratuitous Italian them that Italy is oppressed and poor; that School.”. many of her best children are driven forth to Some benevolent individuals in London for a wander over the face of the earth, while the long time observed the condition of those poor invader sits triumphant in their home. But we boys, who (after being entrapped in various paris need not tell them that, in exile, these men do of Italy by a class of men who live upon their not forget their nationality. The Great Men of earnings or beggings,) are sent into the streets Britain will understand that no true Italian of the metropolis and other towns, to sell plaster could seil his noble birthright for a mess of pot- casts and to grind barrel-organs. We will not age, or cease to regard with tenderness the shock our readers with the detailed account of meanest of his companions in exile. Surely, as their observations. Let it suffice to say, in the the Talmud teaches, “ the attachment of brethren words of a printed paper beside us, that “ Day in distress surpasses that of brethren by birth.” after day, early and late, in the hottest time of It is this attachment which is the chief solace of summer, in the stormiest and most inclement the exile ; this, and his faith in the regeneration time of winter, are these poor fellows forced to of his country.
drag along their heavy organs from street to But if we should tell the spirits of our departed street; they have to live, as best they can, upon Great Ones that there are young children who the casual charity of passers by; they are ex
, come to our shores from Italy-helpless, igno-pected to bring home a certain sum daily, and rant, and destitute; that they are almost always too frequently towards nightfall, not daring to the slaves of mercenary masters, who devote meet their masters without the stipulated amount, them to a life of misery and disease ; and that an they may be seen begging piteously
. Their appeal has been made in their behalf to the clothes are filthy rags ; their lodgings are of the British public; what opinion think you would most miserable and unhealthy description.”they hold, concerning the duty of the British “ From being so many hours a day under the public in this respect ?
weight of a heavy organ, (to say nothing of their Many of our charities are said to owe great long exposure, ill clad and ill fed, to our fickle part of their success to the distinguished names climate,) they contract fearful disorders; such which appear in large letters at the head of as hernia, varicose veins, diseases of the spine, their lists of subscribers. Her most gracious &c.; and it has been calculated by a medical Majesty the Queen ;, his Royal Highness man, one of their own countrymen, that the Prince Albert; Field-Marshal the Duke of Wel- average duration of time, during which they lington; the Right Reverend the Archbishop of continue such occupation, is eight years, by Canterbury. All these are good names; and we which time their constitutions are utterly broken are glad to see them leading on a long succession down. And they have no power of themselves of supporters of this or that school or benevo- to alter or alleviate this their horrible condition. lent society. But let us suppose for a moment They come here knowing nothing of our lanthat an advertisement were inserted in the public guage, ignorant of all else. What can they do papers to-morrow, concerning “ The Gratuitous but appeal to the British public ?" School for Poor Italian Boys,” and that at the These kind observers of their sufferings have head of the subscription list stood the names of established a Society for the Protection and Geoffrey Chaucer, gent.; Sir Philip Sidney, Education of the Poor Italian Boys.” When knight; Sir Francis
Bacon, knight; and John this society was formed, they found one portion Milton--would not these names, too, lead on a of their design already established. This was a host of supporters? Yes; though we are a gratuitous school for the instruction of these little given to flunkeyism here in England, we poor little exiles. Two years previously, on the are, thank God, much more given to an honest 10th of November, 1841, a school-room had admiration of greatness, when we have clearly been opened in Greville Street, Hatton Garden, come to an understanding that it is greatness. by means of the private subscriptions of a few These time-honoured names would induce many Italian gentlemen and their friends. The obto investigate the merits of the charity to which jects they had in view they stated to be as folthey were attached, and to subscribe to it accord- Yows : -" Imparting that necessary information ing to its merits. In all good faith we would which every man ought to possess; imprinting venture to assert that there are many great on their minds those moral principles which names, which figure as decoys in reports and should teach them to love God, their country, prospectuses, which are placed there upon less and all men; and of procuring for them some authority
than we could find for placing Chaucer, place of general meeting where they might spend Sidney, Bacon, and Milton, at the head of a list their leisure hours usefully, feel themselves in of friends and supporters of the Italian Gratuitous the midst of friends, have instilled into their School, and the society with which it is con-hearts that concord which ought to subsist beThey say this World is full of m.
tween compatriots, though of different pro- fixed in attention upon the revered speaker, who vinces, and enable them, if they required it, to tells them in simple
, animated words of their ask counsel and advice without fear of repulse native language, the story of a great historic and deceit."
event, which affected their country and all The first week after this school was opened Europe. It was a ragged school truly, but it there were 100 scholars; the week following was an intelligent one; and the speaker, eloquent there were 150; and, “ in spite of the violent as he was, did not cast his pearls before swine. opposition raised by a few prejudiced individuals They were not all boys; there were men, ay, old under the specious name of religious zeal,” the men, who came to learn to read and write, and number in the first year increased to more than to listen to the instructions of those who taught 230. But the outlay in that year amounted to them in their native tongue. In these accidental £111, while the receipts were only £82. Since visits, we saw enough to make us desire heartily then, the numbers have increased; but the funds to do some service, however small, to the “Graare not sufficient to enable the directors of the tuitous School for Poor Italian Boys.” And we school to do half the good they could wish. The shall have attained this object, if these inadequate school-room is in an unhealthy, crowded neigh- words should attract the attention of a few bourhood, and so ill ventilated as to be quite among the thousands of benevolent individuals injurious to the inmates, who are now very nu- who can afford to devote a little money
and merous. Some money was raised last year for little time to the friendless exiles, whose anthe benefit of the school, by means of a Bazaar cestors gave to our country that which no money which was got up by its friends here and abroad, and no time can ever repay. We need not seek and which was held at the house of a lady who to discharge such a debt, if it were possible. It has been an active friend to this and many is good for man to feel grateful ; a well-constianother good cause. This sum was increased tuted mind" by owing owes not, but still paysby the proceeds of a Concert, which was held in at once indebted and discharged ;”, but it is Hanover Square, at which all the eminent Italian graceful to show, when an opportunity occurs. singers, and many other artists, gave their ser- that we do not forget the benefits we have revices gratuitously. But such occasional help will ceived. Without interfering in the religious not supply the place of an annual income. Regular or political principles of our neighbours, we can annual subscriptions are required, and such or give the means of education to these poor chilany donations are received at all hours at the dren, and thus offer a slight token of our gratischoolroom. “ The pupils are taught reading, tude for the blessings which Italy was the means writing, grammar, arithmetic, elementary geo- of bestowing upon our brave but uncultured metry, geography (particularly that relating to forefathers. Italy), statistics, elementary drawing, modelling,
J. M. W.' and the English language. Every Sunday evening, from seven to eight o'clock, a lecture is given either upon moral duties, or else upon history; the hours of instruction being from eight to ten every evening in the week. The
THEY SAY THIS WORLD IS masters, with the exception of those engaged to teach reading and writing, give their services
FULL OF ILL. gratuitously.' It will be remembered that on week days the
They say this world is full of ill, scholars cannot leave off work before eight And fraught with dark unlovely things; o'clock; they are then worn out by the fatigues That lips are false, and hearts are chill, of the day, and by no means in a favourable And grief her shadow o'er it flings; state for mental culture; and yet the progress
That all deceitful is its bloom, they have made has astonished all connected
And nothing true but the cold tomb. with the school. We must not forget to do jus
Believe it not, believe it not! tice to the masters of some of the boys, who have shown a laudable care for their improvement, That like the tints of summer skies, and facilitated their attendance at the school. As fair but fleeting is its bliss ; They have had their reward in the gratitude and And all that's pure and holy dies increased industry of their dependents.
Within such tainted air as this ; We ourselves were present, upon more than
That Friendship's cold, and Love is frail, one occasion, (through a mistake,) at the Sunday
And e'en the angel Hope will fail.
Believe it not, believe it not! evening lecture of this school. When our error was discovered by us, we were sorry for the intrusion, (the presence of visitors disturbs the For think'st tbou, 'mid a vase of flowers, attention of the pupils,) but we can never regret
There's the same loveliness in all ? it entirely, for we had means of seeing then what
And must earth have no sunny hours, we could have seen in no other way. A poor
Because on thee the shade may fall? Italian with his organ never comes
And shadows do not always stay
The longest night must yield to day. now, without recalling the scenes of those Sun
Then heed them not-oh, heed them not ! day evenings. In the poor school-room, see the
ANNE A. FREMONT. crowded rows of those eager, southern faces,
| look ye-do you recognize this effusion? Oh, thou doubty lover ! sighing like furnace, with a
woeful ballad made to his mistress' eyebrow!' “La plus rebelle est souvent la plus tendre.” Oh rarest poet! Oh inspired scribbler? What GENTIL BERNARD.
dignity! what pathos ! what elegance of die“ Her well-remembered face, her angel voice, tion! what imagination are contained in this Recalled his scattered wits."
tender lyric !" BEAUMONT & FLETCHER. Harry burned with shame, and almost resent
ment, while his father proceeded to read with
the most cutting irony, and a grandiloquently After the first outburst of Harry Hamilton's inflated expression, the following lines, which grief had been allowed by his father to settle Harry had perpetrated some days previously, down into a calm and death-like apathy, which, and sacrificed at the altar of his unrevealed however, it did not do till after a considerable love. But Dan Cupid had forsaken him in this lapse of time, that personage said, with a sub- instance, for, like many of the cross-gartered dued tone, accompanied by a peculiarly hissing swains who take especial care over some treasound, like that of suppressed rage—“ When sure, he had lost it, and it thus gave the Major, Mr. Henry Hamilton is quite recovered from the who found it, a clue to what might probably ocmanly exhibition with which he has been favour-cur, so that he had therefore commenced a sysing me, I have a few words to say to him.” tem of close espionage on his son's movements, Harry did not move. Or perhaps Mr. Hamil and in this had proved as successful as his heart ton spurns the authority, as he has already in- could wish. Oh, prince of doleful lovers!"
he jured the natural pride of a parent, and would began, “how charming, in the first place, is the therefore be unwilling to hear what he has to apostrophization of the title—so sweet, so ten
derly couched! By the way, Sir Poet, is it not His son looked up with a fushed face, and Byron-who tells us he had a passion for the merely said, “ Proceed, sir: it shall never be said name of Mary-eh? So have you, Harry, as that I was wanting in duty to a father, even this effusion amply evidences.” though that father should usurp more than the due privilege a son owes to him.”
“ TO MARY. “But you have failed in your duty !" the Major fiercely replied—“you have failed! Was “ When thou’rt away how sunless are it consistent with it to bestow your affection on
The thoughts that feed themselves on love; a poor and lowly-born girl ? Was it, I say,
Sickening beneath his broody care
Love his own Suicide doth prove. consistent with your filial obligation to me to seek to entrap hers in return, without my sanc
My Spirit is a shatter'd lyre,
Tuneless and all discord its lay ; tion?"
My soul is scorchéd by the fire Not to entrap her!"
Of Hope consumed, when thou'rt away!" “How !--do you dare to cavil, sirrah? By the sword of Mars, let me hear no more of this ! * Capital, Harry, on my word! What an exListen," he continued, drawing a tiny piece of cellent hand you write! It would make your crumpled paper from his pocket-"listen. I fortune as a scribe! But let us hear the rehave known your secret for this week past; for mainder :