HAROLD THE DAUNTLESS. BY SCOTT. COUNT HAROLD gazed upon the oak "Be what it will yon phantom gray- Count Harold turned dismayed: I will subdue it!"-Forth he strode, And folding on his bosom broad His arms, said, "Speak-I hear." I dare assure thee, that no enemy Shakespeare. IF THOU HAST LOST A FRIEND. BY CHARLES SWAIN. If thou hast lost a friend, Go, call him to thy heart again; Ask, if a word should cancel years Oh! tell him, from thy thought The light of joy hath fled; That, in thy sad and silent breast, Thy lonely heart seems dead; That mount and vale,-each path ye trod, By morn or evening dim,Reproach you with their frowning gaze, And ask your soul for him. Then, if thou'st lost a friend, By hard or hasty word, Go, call him to thy heart again; Let pride no more be heard. FRIENDSHIP. In companions That do converse and waste the time together, Shakespeare. Friendship. THE FRIENDSHIP FLOWER. BY MILNES. WHEN first the Friendship-flower is planted Alone can shun the open tomb. It is not absence you should dread,- In which, if sound at root, the head Shall wave most wonderful and fair; But oft the plant, whose leaves unsere |