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from its likeness to the

the way ;

not to be



“My ear-rings ! my ear-rings ! he'll say they should

have been Not of pearl and of silver, but of gold and glittering * Glittering,

showy. sheen,*

Sheen, that 15 Of jasper* and of onyx* and of diamonds shining which clear,

brightly. Changing to the changing light, with radiance in

Jasper, a sincere

precious That changeful mind unchanging gems are not be- stone.

Onyx, a pre. fitting * well

cious stone, Thus will be think—and what to say, alas ! I cannot so called tell.

finger-nail. * He'll think when I to market went, I loitered * by Insincere,

trusted, de20 He'll think a willing ear I lent to all the lads might ceitful. say ;

Befitting, He'll think some other lover's hand among my tresses* Loitered, lin noosed, *

gered, deFrom the ears where he had placed them, my rings layed.

, of pearl unloosed ;

ing hair. He'll think when I was sporting so beside this marble Noose &

My pearls fell in,—and what to say, alas ! I cannot


say I am a woman, and we are all the same ; He'll say I loved when he was here to whisper of his

But when he went to Tunis * my virgin troth had Tunis, a

And thought no more of Muça, and cared not for his rica.

My ear-rings ! myear-rings! Oluckless, * luckless well! Luckless,

without luck, 30 For what to say to Muça, alas ! I cannot tell.

unhappy, “I'll tell the truth to Muça, and I hope he will be

lieveThat I thought of him at morning, and thought of That musing on my lover, when down the sun Musing, was gone,


When down, His ear-rings in my hand I held, by the fountain &c., at sun

all alone ; 35 And that my mind was o'er the sea, when from my &c., she loves

hand they fell,
And that deep his love* lies in my heart, as they lie

state in the north of Af.


him at eve;



in the well !”

him from the tom of her heart.

very bot


This way,


THE FORSAKEN MERMAN.*- Árnold. MATTHEW ARNOLD (1822– ), son of the celebrated Dr. Arnold, occupies an eminent position. His poems include several dramas after the antique, and a series of lyrics and sonnets of an emotional kind. Among his works may be mentioned Empedocles on Etna and The Merope.

COME, dear children, let us away ;
Down and away

below. Bay, a bay is a broad

Now my brothers call from the bay ;* arm of the sea running for a short dis

Now the great winds shorewards blow; tance into the land. Now the salt tides * seawards flow;

5 Tides, the flow and

Now the wild white horses play, ebb of the sea. Champ, to make a Champ and chafe * and toss in the spray.* snapping noise with

Children dear, let us away. the jaws in chewing.

this Chafe, to rage or fret.

way. Spray, small particles Call her once before you go,

IO of water sprinkled or driven by the wind

Call once yet, from the tops of the

In a voice that she will know :

“ Margaret ! Margaret!”
Children's voices should be dear
(Call once more) to a mother's ear:

15 Children's voices, wild with pain.

Surely she will come again.
Call her once and come away.

This way, this way,
“ Mother dear, we cannot stay."

20 Foam, to spit out The wild white horses foam * and fret. froth, to be in a rage.

Margaret ! Margaret !
Come, dear children, come away down,

Call no more.
One last look at the white-walld town, 25
And the little grey church on the windy shore,

Then come down;
She will not come though you call all day,

Come away, come away.
Children dear, was it yesterday

30 We heard the sweet bells over the bay ? Caverns, deep hollow In the caverns * where we lay, places in the earth

Through the surf * and through the swell, Surf, the foam made The far-off sound of a silver beli ? by the dashing of the Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, 35

Where the winds are all asleep;

or sea.


* Merman, a man of the sea; a fabled marine animal having the upper part like & man and the lower like a fish.





formation it resem. bles mail-armour.


the centre of it.

of it.

Where the spent lights quiver* and gleam ; Quiver, to tremble.
Where the salt weed sways * in the stream;

Gleam, to flash light.

Sway, to incline to Where the sea beasts * ranged all round

one side, to bend. 40 Feed in the ooze * of their pasture-ground ;

Sea beasts, animals Where the sea-snakes * coil and twine,

living in the sea.

Ooze, moisture, soft
Dry their mail * and bask in the brine ;
Where great whales come sailing by,

Sea-snake, a fabulous
Sail and sail, with unshut eye,

Mail, meaning the 45 Round the world for ever and aye ?

skin of the snake, so When did music come this way?

called, because in its Children dear, was it yesterday !

Brine, the sea, saltChildren dear, was it yesterday

(Call yet once) that she went away? 50 Once she sate with you and me,

On a red gold throne in the heart of the sea, * Heart of the sea, se
And the youngest sate on her knee.

cret part of the sea; She combed its bright hair, and she tended it * Tended it, took care

When down swung the sound of the far-off bell.
55 She sighed, she looked up through the clear

green sea,
She said ; “I must go, for

pray Kinsfolk, relations.
In the little grey church on the shore to-day.
'Twill be Easter-time in the world-ah me!
And I lose my poor soul, Merman, here with

thee." 60 I said, “Go up, dear heart, through the waves. Say thy prayer, and come back to the kind sea

[the bay. She smiled, she went up through the surf in

Children' dear, was it yesterday? Children dear, were we long alone ? 65

“The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan. Long prayers,” I said, “in the world they say: Come,” I said, and we rose through the surf in

the bay. We went up the beach,* by the sandy down * Beach, sea-shore. Where the sea-stocks bloom, to the white- Down, a hill. walled town.

Sea-stock, a flower, 70 Through the narrow paved streets, where all shore.

was still,
To the little grey church on the windy hill.
From the church came a murmur of folk * at Folk, people.

my kinsfolk




an anemone, found near the sea

their prayers,

But we stood without in the cold blowing air:s.

Come away,


in a hive.

its toy,

We climbed on the graves, on the stones

worn with rains, Aisle, a passage in a And we gazed up the aisle* through the 75 church.

small leaded panes.

She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear: Hist! hush, atten- “ Margaret, hist? * come quick, we are here. tion, silence, listen.

Dear heart,” I said, “ we are long alone.

The sea grows stormy, the little ones moan."
But, ah, she gave me never a look,

80 Sealed, fixed with an For her eyes were sealed * to the holy book. attentive gaze.

“Loud prays the priest ; shut stands the door.”

children, call no more. Come away, come down, call no more. Down, down, down,

85 Down to the depths of the sea. Humming town, at a She sits at her wheel in the humming town, distance the noise of

Singing most joyfully.
a town sounds like
the humming of bees

Hark, what she sings : “Oh joy, oh joy,
For the humming street, and the child with 90
For the priest, and the bell, and the holy well.

For the wheel where I spun,

And the blessed light of the sun."
And so she sings her fiií,
Singing most joyfully,

95 Shuttle, an

Till the shuttle * falls from her hand,

And the whizzing wheel stands still. ing the thread of the

the She steals to the window, and looks at the sand ; threads of the warp And over the sand at the sea ; in weaving. And her eyes are set in a stare ;

IOO Anon, soon, quickly,

And anon

there breaks a sigh, immediately.

And anon there drops a tear,

From a sorrow-clouded eye, Sorrow-laden, full of

And a heart sorrow-laden, sorrow, weighed down A long, long sigh.

105 Mermaiden, maid of For the cold strange eyes of a little Mermaiden, * the sea, having the

And the gleam of her golden hair. upper part like woman and the lower like a fish, and sup

Come away, away,

children. posed to have long

Come, children, come down. golden hair.

The hoarse * wind blows colder; Hoarse, harsh, disagreeable.

Lights shine in the town.

She will start from her slumber Gusts, sudden blasts

When gusts * shake the door ; of wind.

She will hear the winds howling,
Will hear the waves roar.


instrument used for shoot



with sadness.


IIO Whirl, to go round and round, to toss about in a confused manner.


Faithless, false, not true to her promise.


We shall see, while above us
The waves roar and whirl,*
A ceiling of amber,
A pavement of pearl.
Singing, “ Here came a mortal,
But faithless * was she.
And alone dwell for ever
The kings of the sea.”
But, children, at midnight,
When soft the winds blow;
When clear falls the moonlight :
When spring-tides * are low :
When sweet airs come seaward
From heaths starred with broom ;
And high rocks throw mildly
On the blanched * sands a gloom :
Up the still, glistening beaches,
Up the creeks * we will hie;
Over banks of bright seaweed
The ebb-tide * leaves dry.
We will gaze, from the sand-hills,
At the white, sleeping town;
At the church on the hill-side-

And then come back down.
Singing, “There dwells a loved one,
But cruel is she.
She left lonely for ever
The kings of the sea.”



Spring - tides, those which rise higher than ordinary tides, after new and full moon. Broom, a wild evergreen shrub, with leafless pointed twigs. Blanched, made white or whitened. Creek, a small inlet of the sea. Hie, to hasten. Ebb-tide, the going back or retiring of the tide. Sleeping town, the in. habitants had retired to rest.



THE SKY-LARK.-Hogg. JAMES HOGG (1770-1835) was born in Ettrick Forest in Selkirkshire. He was a farmer and a shepherd, and hence called the “Ettrick Shepherd,” but he was more successful as a poet. Chief work: The Queen's Wake, containing the beautiful fairy ballad Kilmeny: he also wrote songs and novels.

BIRD of the wilderness,
Blithesome * and cumberless,*

Blithesome, cheerful,
Sweet be thy matin * o'er moorland and lea ! * Cumberless, free from

gay. Emblem * of happiness, 5 Blest is thy dwelling-place

Matin, morning song. Oh to abide * in the desert with thee !

Lea, pasture land, a

Emblem, sign or
Wild is thy lay * and loud,

figure, a token.

Abide, to live.
Far in the downy cloud :

Lay, & sopg.


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