[MRS. HEMANS (Felicia Dorothea Browne) was born at Liverpool, on the 25th of September, 1793. Her father, who was a merchant, having experienced some reverses in business, removed his family to Wales. In 1812 she was married to Captain Hemans; but their union was unhappy : and in the year 1818 her husband went to Italy, and they never met again. Mrs. Hemans remained in Wales, her time being fully occupied by her poetical labours, and the education of her five children. She died in Dublin, at the house of her brother, Major Browne, on the 16th of May, 1834, aged forty-one.] The deer across their greensward bound And the swan glides past them with the sound The merry homes of England! Around their hearths by night, What gladsome looks of household love Meet in the ruddy light! There woman's voice flows forth in song, Or childhood's tale is told; Or lips move tunefully along The cottage homes of England! By thousands on her plains, They are smiling o'er the silv'ry brook, The free fair homes of England! And green for ever be the groves, Where first the child's glad spirit loves THE CASABIANCA. A True Story. HE boy stood on the burning deck The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. The flames roll'd on. He would not go Without his father's word; That father, faint in death below, He called aloud: "Say, father, say He knew not that the chieftain lay "Speak, father!" once again he cried, And but the booming shots replied, Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And look'd from that lone post of death In still, yet brave despair; And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They wrapt the ship in splendour wild, They caught the flag on high, And streamed above the gallant child Then came a burst of thunder-sound-- |