Up and down! Up and down!

From the base of the wave to the billow's

crown;

And amidst the flashing and feathery foam The Stormy Petrel finds a home,

A home, if such a place may be,

For her who lives on the wide, wide sea,
On the craggy ice, in the frozen air,
And only seeketh her rocky lair

To warm her young and to teach them spring At once o'er the waves on their stormy wing! a. BARRY CORNWALL-The Stormy Petrel. Between two seas the sea-bird's wing makes halt,

Wind-weary; while with lifting head he waits For breath to reinspire him from the gates That open still toward sunrise on the vault High-domed of morning.

e.

WM. CARTWRIGHT-Lesbia and the

Sparrow.

The sparrows chirped as if they still were proud

Their race in Holy Writ should mentioned be.
f. LONGFELLOW-Tales of a Wayside Inn.
The Poet's Tale. The Birds of
Killingworth. St. 2.

And in thy own sermon, thou
That the sparrow falls dost allow,
It shall not cause me any alarm;
For neither so comes the bird to harm,
Seeing our Father, thou hast said,
Is by the sparrow's dying bed;
Therefore it is a blessed place,
And the sparrow in high grace.

g.

GEORGE MACDONALD-Paul Faber. Consider the Ravens. Ch. XXI.

L. 172. The swallow follows not summer more willing than we your lordship.

p. Timon of Athens. Act III. Sc. 6.

L. 31.

True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings;

Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures

kings.

q. Richard III. Act V. Sc. 2. L. 23.