"As William had gained his crown by force, he was obliged to keep it by severe laws. Aware that these severe laws would cause discontent among his subjects, he began to fear that they would meet together at night in secret, and concert measures against him. To prevent this, he made a law, that all persons should put out their fires and candles at eight o'clock every evening; and, that no one might excuse himself for having a light after the hour prescribed, a bellman was sent through the streets, ringing his bell, and calling out 'couvre feu! couvre feu! that is, 'cover, or extinguish the fire. This order was announced in the Norman-French, because William desired that his new subjects should speak that language, so all public laws and notices were expressed in it. The term couvre feu was, by degrees, pronounced curfew: and you will find this word in your dictionary explained as the evening, or eight o'clock bell.”—True Stories from History of England. Sadly 'twas heard by him who came From the fields of his toil at night, And who might not see his own hearth-flame Sternly and sadly heard, As it quench'd the wood-fires glow, Which had cheer'd the board with the mirthful word, Until that sullen boding knell Woe for the pilgrim then, In the wild deer's forest far! No cottage lamp, to the haunts of men And woe for him whose wakeful soul, With lone aspirings fill'd, Would have lived o'er some immortal scroll, While the sounds of earth were still'd! And yet a deeper woe For the watcher by the bed, Where the fondly loved in pain lay low, In pain and sleepless dread! For the mother, doom'd unseen to keep And to feel its flitting pulse, and weep, Darkness in chieftain's hall! Darkness in peasant's cot! While freedom, under that shadowy pall, Sat mourning o'er her lot. Oh! the fireside's peace we well may prize! Pour'd forth to make sweet sanctuaries Of England's homes again. Heap the yule-fagots high Till the red light fills the room! It is home's own hour when the stormy sky INSCRIPTION FOR A COLUMN AT RUNNEMEDE. 11 Gather ye round the holy hearth, And by its gladdening blaze, Unto thankful bliss we will change our mirth, With a thought of the olden days! HEMANS. VII. INSCRIPTION FOR A COLUMN AT RUNNEMEDE. "A CONFERENCE took place, June 15th, 1215, between the king and the barons at Runnemede, between Windsor and Staines; a spot ever since deservedly celebrated, and even hallowed by every zealous lover of liberty. There John, after a debate of some days, signed and sealed the famous Magna Charta, or Great Charter; which granted or rather secured very important privileges to every order of men in the kingdom-to the barons, to the clergy, and to the people."Russell's Modern Europe. Distinguish between these words, and put them into sentences: Plain and Plane. Owe and Oh! Born and borne. THOU, who the verdant plain dost traverse here, Those sacred rights to which themselves were born.* AKENSIDE. It will be found a very profitable exercise, to make those who are sufficiently advanced, paraphrase this poem, bringing in the facts, as detailed in the introduc tory note, into their paraphrase. VIII. THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM, BLENHEIM is a small village of Bavaria, on the Danube, famous in modern history as being the scene of the great battle fought August 13th, 1704, between the English and Imperialists, under the Duke of Marlborough and Prince Eugene, and the French and Bavarians, under Marshals Tallard and Marsin and the Elector of Bavaria. Each army consisted of nearly 80,000 men. The English and their allies gained a complete and decisive victory. Their enemies left above 10,000 men killed and wounded on the field; a vast number more were drowned in the Danube, and above 13,000 were made prisoners; among the latter were Marshal Tallard (whose son was killed) and many other officers of distinction. All the artillery, baggage, &c. of the French and Bavarians fell into the hands of the conquerors. The loss of the latter, though severe, was not greater than might have been expected, having amounted to about 5,000 killed and 8,000 wounded.-See Mc Culloch's Geographical Dictionary. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, In playing there, had found: He came to ask what he had found, That was so large, and smooth, and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, And then the old man shook his head, And, with a natural sigh, ""Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM. "I find them in the garden, For there's many here about; And often when I go to plough, The ploughshare turns them out, For many thousand men," said he, "Were slain in that great victory!' 4 66 Now, tell us what 'twas all about," "My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by ;6 They burn'd his dwelling to the ground, And he was forc'd to fly : So, with his wife and child he fled, Nor had he where to rest his head. “With fire and sword the country round Was wasted far and wide; And many a childing mother then And new-born baby died. But things like that, you know, must be At every famous victory. "They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun. But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. "Great praise the Duke of Marlborough won, And our good prince Eugene." 'Why, 'twas a very wicked thing! Said little Wilhelmine. "Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he, "It was a famous victory! 13 |