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Upon that matron's face a look of pride !
She was not gazing on herself, be sure,
Vain of her beauty, simpering-demure;
Nor— though she might - upon his manly charms
She woo'd so lately to her widowed arms, -
But on the sons who crowded to her door;
And as she gazed in pride, she prayed for more.
More sons to speak her praise in all the earth,
And tell inquirers where they had their birth :
More sons to Lord* it o'er some heritage
Goodly as that of her own Dartmouth sage:
More NEHEMIAust like our scribe to-day,
For our Jerusalem to toil and pray:
Sons Keen in history and in physic too,
With pen or pill to put the patient through :
More HOWARDS, on the prisoner's cause intent,
And in all legal ways benevolent:
More of the Calvin school, to StowE within
Our young divines, the mysteries of sin :
More Abbotts, fain the cloistered young to guide
When learning's fount and faith's flow side by side :
More precious Stones to gleam with beauty rare
In the bright crown she prides herself to wear :
More Smyths, with brawny arm to forge them hot
And weld the chain of mathematic shot :
More LITTLE men, in wealth or office great
To spur the iron horse, — or — legislate :
More FRANKS, to PIERCEf the serried hosts of war
That gather on our borders, near or far :
More WILLIAM Pitts, on the high mission sent
To scout oppression in our parliament:
More fearless hearts and stentor lungs to HALES
The day when Right shall over Might prevail:
More East-Men magi in their country's laws,
More SOUTHGATES guarding well the church's cause :
More tasteful BARNES, whose grecian style is meet
For palaces as well, or learning's seat :
More CHANDLERS, working at their lawful wares,
BAKERS and BUTLERS, with their household cares :
A few LONGFELLOWstt more to write her name,
High on the pannels of our country's fame, -
With 'voices of the night, and words of cheer
To chain the nation's heart and charm its ear :
More blossoms from the fragrant HAWTHORNE hedge,
Planted just yonder by the Blithedale edge:
More PRENTISSESII — soon masters in the art,
By which the tongue can thrill the human heart:
More Drummond lights, with far and flashing rays
To set the world a-gaping and a-blaze:
More sons, in fine, each post and sphere to grace
From humble toil to Presidential place.
THE SHORES OF MAINE.
BY ISAAC Y'LELLAN.
Far in the sunset's mellow glory,
Far in the daybreak’s pearly bloom —
Fring’d by ocean's foamy surges,
Belted in by woods of gloom,
Stretch thy soft, luxuriant borders,
Smile thy shores, in hill and plain,
Green bright shores of Maine.
Rivers of surpassing beauty
From thy hemlock woodlands flow,
Androscoggin and Penobscot,
Saco, chill'd by northern snow.
These from many a lowly ravine
Thick by pine-trees shadow'd o'er,
Sparkling from their ice-cold tributes
To the surges of thy shore.
Bays resplendent as the heaven,
Starr'd and gemm'd by thousand isles,
Gird thee, Casco, with its islets,
Quoddy with its dimpled smiles :
O'er them swift the fisher's shallop,
And tall ships their wings expand,
While the smoke-flag of the steamer,
Flaunteth out its cloudy streamer,
Bound to foreign strand.
Bright from many a rocky headland
Fring'd by sands that shine like gold,
Gleams the light-house white and lonely,
Grim as some barronial hold.
Bright by many an ocean valley
Shaded hut and village shine ;
Roof and steeple, weather-beaten,
Stain'd by ocean's breath of brine.
Page 1 - (a). These extracts are from Longfellow'g ' Dramatic Poem,' entitled the Spanish Student,' which, in many respects, is the finest poem he has written. It is of a different character from Evangeline, and shows that the genius of its author is versatile and brilliant. The passages here quoated, are some of the most bcautiful which it contains. Without this poem no library is complete.
Page 10 - 1st line-- read mystery for history.
" 15- 4th verse“ achieving " aching,
" 16-20 " " whate'er “ whatever.
16 18-2d " « Moldau's " Moldar's.
Since our work has been in press, and after the sketch of Mr. Willis was printed, we learned that he was not so dangerously ill as supposed, although quite feeble.
Page 44 -(6). In the Scamander,- before contending for the prize of beauty on Mount Ida. Its head waters fill a beautiful tank near the falls of Troy.
Page 38 - (c). Parrhasius, a painter of Athens, from among those Olyhthian captives Philip of Macedon brought home to sell, bought one very old man; and when he had him at his house, put him to death with extreme torture and torment, the better, by his example, to express the pains and passions of his Prometheus, whom he was then about to paint. - Burton'S ANATOMY OF MELANCHOLY.
Page 54 -(d). This poem was prepared for the press on the day succeeding Mr. Thatcher's death, which explains the opening lines.
Page 59 -(e). One prisoner I saw, who had been imprisoned from his youth, and was said to be occasionally insane in consequence. He enjoyed no companionship - the keeper said — but that of a beautiful tamed bird. Of what name or clime it was, I know not only that he called it fondly his dove, and seemed never happy but when it sang to him.-M. S. of a Tour through France.
Page 80-01). This poem was written on the shore of Lake Erie, during Mr. Lovejoy's journey West, and soon after he had recovered from a severe illness. It undoubtedly refers to himself.