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O suffering Earth! be thankful; sternest clime
" Here Man more purely lives, less oft doth fall,
MONKS AND SCHOOLMEN.
Record we too, with just and faithful pen,
Praised be the Rivers, from their mountain-splings
9 "Bomim est nps hie esse, quia homo vivit purins, cadit rnrins, snrjrlt velocins icedit cnutius, quieecit securing, moritur felicins, yurgatur citius, p ajmiatnr copious." JSerniml. "This sentence," says Dr. Wlutaker, "is usually inseribed ir e conspicuous part of the Ciatertian houses."
'Mid reedy fens wide-spread and marshes drear,
DISSOLUTION' OF THE MONASTERIES.
Threats come which no submission may assuage,
No saerifice avert, no power dispnte;
The tapers shall be qucnch'd, the belfries mute,
And, 'mid their choirs unroof d by selfish rage
The warbling wren shall find a leafy cage;
The gadding bramble hang her purple fruit;
And the green lizard and the gilded newt
Lead unmolested lives, and die of age.
The owl of evening and the woodland fox
For their abode the shrines of Waltham choose:
Proud Glastonbury can no more refuse
To stoop her head before these desperate shocks, —
She whose high pomp displaced, as story tells,
Arimathean Joseph's wattled cells.
THE SAME SUBJECT.
The lovely Nun (submissive, but more meek
Through saintly habit than from effort due,
To unrelenting mandates that pursue
With equal wrath the steps of strong and weak)
Goes forth, — unveiling timidly a cheek
Suffused with blushes of celestial hue,
While through the Convent's gate to open view
Softly she glides, another home to seek.
Not Iris, issuing from her cloudy shrine,
An Apparition more divinely bnght !
Not more attractive to the dazzled sight
Those watery glories, on the stormy brine
Pour'd forth, while summer suns at distance shine,
And the green vales lie hush'd in sober light l
Mother! whose virgin bosom was unerost
Our tainted nature's solitary boast;
Not utterly unworthy to endure
Was the supremacy of erafty Rome;
Age after age to th' arch of Christendom
Aerial keystone haughtily secure;
Supremacy from Heaven transmitted pure,
As many hold; and therefore to the tomb
Pass, some through fire, and by the scaffold some, —
Like saintly Fisher, and unbending More.
" Lightly for both the bosom's lord did sit
Upon his throne;" unsoften'd, undismay'd
By aught that mingled with the tragic scene
Of pity or fear; and More's gay genius play'd
With th' inoffensive sword of native wit,
Than the bare axo more luminous and keen.
Deep is the lamentation! Not alone
TRANSLATION OF THE BIBLE.
But, to outweigh all harm, the saered Book,
Assumes the accents of our native tongue;
And he who guides the plough, or wields the erook,
With understanding spirit now may look
Upon her records, listen to her song,
And sift her laws, — much wondering that the wrong,
Which Faith has suffer'd, Heaven could calmly brook.
Transcendent boou! noblest that earthly King
Ever bestow'd, to equalize and bless
Under the weight of mortal wretehedness!
But passions spread like plagues, and thousands wild
With bigotry shall tread the Offering
Beneath their feet, detested and defiled.
" Sweet is the holiness of Youth," — so felt
EDWARD SIGNING THE WARRANT FOR THE EXECUTION 01
The tears of man in various measure gush
From various sources: gently overflow
From blissful transport some; from clefts of woe
Some with ungovernable impulse rush; ..
And some, coeval with the earliest blush
Of infant passion, scarcely dare to show
Their pearly lustre, — coming but to go;
And some break forth when others' sorrows crush
The sympathising heart. Nor these, nor yet
The noblest drops to admiration known,
To gratitude, to injuries forgiven,
Claim Heaven's regard like waters that have wet
The innocent eyes of youthful Monarchs driven
To pen the mandates nature doth disown.
LATIMER AND RIDLET.
How fast the Marian death-list is unroll'd!
See Latimer and Ridlcy in the might
Of Faith stand coupled for a common flight!
One, (like those prophets whom God sent of old,)
Transfigured, from this kindling hath foretold
A torch of inextinguishable light;i*
The Other gains a confidence as bold;
And thus they foil their enemy's despite.
The penal instruments, the shows of crime,
Are glorified while this once-mitred pair
Of saintly Friends the " murtherer's chain partake,
Corded, and burning at the social stake:"
Earth never witness'd object more sublime
In constancy, in fellowship more fair!
Methinks that I could trip o'er heaviest soil,
10 M. Lalimor suffered his keeper very quietly" to pull off his hose, and his other array, which to looke into was very simple: nnd being stripped into liis shrowd, ha seemed as comely a person to them that were present, as one should lightly see: and whereas in his clothes hee appeared a withered and crooked sillie (weak) ohle man, he now stood Ilolt upright, as comely a father .is one might lightly behold. . . . . Then they brought a faggotte, kindled with fire, and laid the same downe at Dr. Ridley's feete. To whome M. Latimer spake in this manner, "Bee of good comfort, master Hidley, and play the man: wee shall this elay light such a candle by Clod's grace in England, as l trust shall never be pnt ont." — Fox's Acts, ifc.
II On loot they went, and took Salisbury in their way, purposely to see the good Bishop, who made Mr. Hooker sit at his own table; which Mr. Hooker boasted of with much joy and gratitnde when he saw his mother and friends; and at the Bishop's parting with him, the Bishop give him good counsel and his benediction, bnt forgot to give him money; which wlien the Bishop had considered, he sent a servant in all haste to call Richard back to him, and at Kichard'fl return, the Bishop said to him, " Richard, I sent for you back to lend you a horse which hath carried me many a mile, and I thank God with much ease," and presently delivered into his hand a walking-staff, with which he professed he had travelled through many parts of Germany; and he said, " Richard, I do not give, bnt lend yon my horse; be sure 5-0u be honest, and bring my horse back to me, at your return this way to Oxford. And I do now give you ten groats to boar your charges to Exeter; anil here is ten groats more, which I charge yon to deliver to your mother, and tell her I send her a. Bishop's benediction with it, and beg the continuance of her prayers for m(--. And if you bring my horse back to me, I will give you ten groats more to carry you on foot to tie college; acd so God bless you, good liiehard."— H'alton'i Life of liichard Uouker. " *