Still they were faithful ;1 like two vessels launch'd But turn we rather, let my spirit turn O gift divine of quiet sequestration! ECCLESIASTICAL SONNETS.8 GLAD TIDINGS. Fob ever hallow'd be this morning fair, Blest be th' unconscious shore on which ye tread, . Since the publication of Talfoiml's Final, Memorials of Chariot Lamb, in 1848, the 1M tier hei e referred to has become well known. Mary Lamb was subject to dreadfnl turns of insanity, during which she had to be separated from her brother, and kept in close confinement. In a letter to Coleridge, dated September 27, ]79!>, Lamb has the following: " My poor dear, dearest sister, in a tit of msanity, has been the death of her own mother. I was at hand only time enough to snatch the knife out of her giasp. She is at present in a madhouse, from whence I fear she must be moved to an hospital." 2 Of this series of Sonnets, much the greater number are not pariicularly suited to the purpose of this volume. But some of them, besides being exceedingly beautiful in themselves, are fully in keeping with that purpose, and are withal so mellow with Christian gentleness and w isdom, thut J could not make up my mind to leavi llicm out. 222 And blest the silver Cross, which ye, instead Of martial banner, in procession bear ; The Cross preceding Him who floats in air, The pictured Saviour ! — By Augustin led, They come, and onward travel without dread, Chanting in barbarous ears a tuneful prayer, — Sung for themselves, and those whom they would freel Rich conquest waits them : — the tempestuous sea Of Ignorance, that ran so rough and high, And heeded not the voice of clashing swords, These good men humble by a few bare words, And calm with fear of God's divinity. PAULINUS. But, to remote Northumbria's royal Hail, Where thoughtful Edwin, tutor'd'in the school Of sorrow, still maintains a heathen rule, Who comes with functions apostolical ? Mark him, of shoulders curved, and stature tall, Black hair, and vivid eye, and meagre cheek, His prominent feature like an eagle's beak; A Man whose aspect doth at once appal And strike with reverence.* The Monarch leans Toward the pure truths this Delegate propounds ; Repeatedly his own deep mind he sounds With careful hesitation ; then convenes A synod of his Councillors: — give ear, And what a pensive Sage doth ntter, hear! PERSUASIOX. "man's life is like a Sparrow, mighty King! The person of Pnulinus is thus described by Berte, from the memory of an eyeq. «' Longae statursa, paululum incurvus. nigro capillo. flacio macileut^, niiso ^erteuui, venerabilis simtil et terribilis aspectu." This mystery if the Stranger can reveal, Conversion. Prompt transformation works the novel Lore: The Council closed, the Priest in full career Rides forth, an armM man, and hurls a spear To deseerate the Fane which heretofore He served in folly. Woden falls, and Thor Is overturn'd; the mace, in battle heaved (So might they dream) till victory was achieved, Drops, and the God himself is seen no more. Temple and Altar sink, to hide their shame Amid oblivious weeds. — O, come to me, Ye heavy laden! such th' inviting voice Heard near fresh streams;6 and thousands, who rejoice In the new Kite, — the pledge of sanctity, — Shall, by regenerate life, the promise claim. PRIMITIVE SAXON CLERGY.* How beantiful your presence, how benign, Servants of God! who not a thought will share With the vain world; who, outwardly as bare As winter trees, yield no fallacious sign That the firm soul is clothed with fruit divine! Such Priest, when service worthy of his care lias call'd him forth to breathe the common air, Might seem a saintly Image from its shrine Descended: — happy are the eyes that meet The Apparition ; evil thoughts are stay'd At his approach, and low-bow'd necks entreat A benediction from his voice or hand; Whence grace, through which the heart can imderstand, And vows, that bind the will, in silence made. Seclusion. Lance, shield, and sword relinquish'!!, at his side 4 Tiie original of this speech is given by Bcile; and the Conversion of Ei 1 win as I elated by him is highly interesting. 5 The early propagators of Christianity were accustomed to preach near rivers, for tho convenience of baptism. (i Having spoken of the zeal, disinterested those Limes, IJedc thus proceeds: " Undo et ii religionis habitus, ita ut ubh'imque clerici gaudcnter al, omnibus tan(|uam Dei famul porgcns invenlretnr, nccurrebant, et llexa. ce less, and temperance of the clergy of magna erat veneratione tempore illo s iujqnis, ant immachus adveniret, i8 exciperetur. Ktiam si in itinere vice, vcl maim siguari, vel ore illius ee bcnedici, gandebuut. Verbis quoquu horum exhortatoriis diligenter audituui priebebant." Or staff more harmless than a shepherd's erook, Reproof. But what if One, through grove or flowery mead, Indulging thus at will the ereeping feet Of a voluptuous indolence, should meet Thy hovering Shade, O venerable Bcde ! The saint, the scholar, from a circle freed Of toil stupendous, in a hallow'd seat Of learning, where thou heard'st the billows beat On a wild coast, — rough monitors, to feed Perpetual industry. Sublime Recluse ! The reereant soul, that dares to shun the debt Imposed on human kind, must first forget Thy diligence, thy unrelaxing use Of a long life ; and, in the hour of death, The last dear service of thy passing breath!T MISSIONS AND TRAVELS. Not sedentary all: there are who roam To scatter seeds of life on barbarous shores; Or quit with zealous step their knee-worn floors To seek the general mart of Christendom; Whence they, like richly-laden merchants, come To their beloved cells: — or shall we say That, like the Red-cross Knight, they urge their way, To lead in memorable triumph home Truth, their immortal Una? Babylon, Learned and wise, hath perish'd utterly. Nor leaves her Speech one word to aid the sigh That would lament her; — Memphis, Tyre, are gone With all their Arts, — but classic lore glides on By these Religious saved for all posterity. T He expired dictating the last words of a translation of St. John's Gospel. ALFRED. Behold a pupil of the monkish gown, The pious Alfred, King to Justice dear! Lord of the harp and liberating spear; Mirror of Princes ! Indigent Renown Might range the starry ether for a crown Equal to Ms deserts, who, like the year, Pours forth his bounty, like the day doth cheer, And awes like night with mercy-temper'd frown. Ease from this noble miser of his time No moment steals; pain narrows not his cares.* Though small his kingdom as a spark or gem, Of Alfred boasts remote Jerusalem, And Christian India, through her wide-spread clime. In saered converse gifts. with Alfred shares. HIS DESCENDANTS. When thy great soul was freed from mortal chains, Darling of England ! many a bitter shower Fell on thy tomb; bnt emulative power Flow'd in thy line through undegenerate veins. The Race of Alfred covet glorious pains When dangers threaten, dangers ever new! Black tempest bursting, blacker still in view! But manly sovereignty its hold retains; The root sincere, the branches bold to strive With the fierce tempest, while, within the round Of their protection, gentle virtues thrive; As oft, 'mid some green plot of open ground, Wide as the oak extends its dewy gloom, The foster'd hyacinths spread their purple bloom. Canute. A Pleasant music floats along the Mere, From Monks in Ely chanting service high, While-as Canute the King is rowing by: "My Oarsmen," quoth the mighty King, "draw near, That we the sweet song of the Monks may hear!" He listens, (all past conquests and all schemes Of future vanishing like empty dreams,) Heart-touch'd, and haply not withont a tear. The Royal Minstrel, ere the choir is still, While his free Barge skims the smooth Hood along, Gives to that rapture an accordant Rhyme. i Through the whole of his life, Alfred was subject to grievous mala'lioB. |