A CHURCH IN NORTH WALES. MRS. HEMANS. BLESSINGS be round it still!—that gleaming fane, Filling the hollows with its anthem-tone, I bless thee midst thy rocks, grey house of prayer! From the hill-cabins and the ocean shore : Oh may the fisher and the mountaineer Words to sustain earth's toiling children hear, THE PARROT. A DOMESTIC ANECDOTE. THOMAS CAMPBELL. FROM THE "NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE." THE deep affections of the breast, By human hearts. A parrot from the Spanish main, To spicy groves where he had won His native fruits, and skies, and sun, For these he changed the smoke of turf A heathery land and misty sky, And turn'd on rocks and raging surf His golden eye. But petted in our climate cold At last, when blind and seeming dumb, He bail'd the bird in Spanish speech; Flapp'd round his cage with joyous speech, This incident, so strongly illustrating the power of memory, of association in the lower animals, is not a fiction. The author heard a many years ago in the Island of Mull, from the family to whom the bird belonged. STANZAS. JOHN KEATS, BORN IN LONDON, OCTOBER 29, 1796, DIED AT ROME, DECEMBER 27, 1820. IN a drear-nighted December, The north cannot undo them, With a sleety whistle through them; In a drear-nighted December, But with a sweet forgetting, They stay their crystal fretting, Never, never petting About the frozen time. Ah! would 'twere so with many A gentle boy and girl! But where there ever any To know the change and feel it, THE VOICE OF CHRISTMAS. Written after hearing the church bells ring the Old Year's knell, and the New Year's welcome, BY THE EDITOR. WHAT music wakes the midnight air? That time with life resistless flies Earth's meteor shooting to the skies! And youth and age, and hope and fear, Yet Joy laughs loudly o'er the bier, |