called the poetry of earth as “stars the poetry of heaven”-cannot fail to meet with the sympathy of all who are intimately associated with them, or whose minds are accustomed to view with a poetic eye the events and circumstances of life. To the Authors and Publishers who have given me permission to make extracts from their works, I beg to offer my sincere thanks. I must ever remain deeply obliged to the friends who have assisted me by original contributions, and by the kind interest which they have shown in the success of my little volume;—that it should not be graced by the exquisite poem of Mr. Milnes, “ The Christmas Story,” I much regret, but the poem is of too recent publication to admit with propriety of a request being made to adopt it in this selection. HANNAH MARY RATHBONE, Woodcroft, December 14, 1840. LITTLE CHILDREN. MARY HOWITT. SPORTING through the forest wide; the mountains wild may be seen, Like the flowers that spring up fair, Bright and countless, everywhere ! In the far isles of the main ; Wheresoe'er a foot hath gone, Little children, not alone CONTENTS. The pieces marked † have not before been published. Page. The Children whom Jesus blessed. Mrs. HEMANS + On the Medallion (by Alfred Count D’Orsay) of a Beautiful Mute. HENRY F. CHORLEY † To my Friend's First-born . ANONYMOUS WORDSWORTH 38 43 . . To my Daughter on her Birthday . BERNARD BARTON 50 On the Death of an Infant Nephew. Rev. C. NEALE 51 Oh! say not ’t were a keener Blow. T. H. BAYLY . 53 Burial of an Emigrant's Child in From “Prometheus Unbound" SHELLEY To Laura, Two Years of age N. P. WILLIS Child of the Bright Hair R. F. HOUSMAN 66 + Lines to the Memory of H.F., who To a Friend who asked how I felt when the Nurse first presented To my Godchild on the Day of his On a Picture of a sleeping Child. BERNARD BARTON 83 Little Leonard's last“Good-night”. Miss Bowles 90 |