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And now, far removed from the loved situation,
The tear of regret will intrusively swell,
As fancy reverts to my father's plantation,

And sighs for the bucket which hangs in the well:
The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket,
The moss-covered bucket, which hangs in the well.

1 CĂT'A-RĂCT. A waterfall.

2 DAIRY-HOUSE. A place in which

milk, cheese, and butter are kept. * EMBLEM. An object which represents one thing to the eye and another to the mind. Water is called

the emblem of truth, because of
its purity and clearness.

4 GŎB'LET. A large drinking cup,
5 NECTAR. The drink of the heathen
gods, of which Jupiter was sup-
posed to be the chief.

XXXIV.-IVAN THE CZAR.

MRS. HEMANS.

[Ivan, the Czar of Russia, surnamed the Terrible, in his old age was besieging the city of Novgorod, in 1582. His nobles, perceiving that his powers were impaired by age, requested that the assault might be made under the command of his son. This proposal threw him into the greatest fury; and nothing could soothe him. His son threw himself at his feet; but his savage father repulsed him, and struck him so cruel a blow that the unhappy youth died from the effects of it in two days after. The father then sank into the deepest despair. He abandoned alike the conduct of the war and the government of the empire, and soon followed his son to the tomb.]

1. He sat in silence on the ground,
The old and haughty Czar1;

Lonely, though princes girt him round,
And leaders of the war:

He had cast his jewelled sabre 2,

That many a field had won,
To the earth beside his youthful dead,
His fair and first-born son.

2. With a robe of ermine for its bed
Was laid that form of clay,

Where the light a stormy sunset shed,
Through the rich tent made way;
And a sad and solemn beauty

On the pallid face came down,

Which the lord of nations mutely watched,
In the dust with his renown.

3. Low tones, at last, of woe and fear
From his full bosom broke;
A mournful thing it was to hear
How then the proud man spoke.
The voice that through the combat
Had shouted far and high,

Came forth in strange, dull, hollow tones,
Burdened with agony.

4. "There is no crimson on thy cheek,
And on thy lip no breath;

I call thee, and thou dost not speak
They tell me this is death!
And fearful things are whispering

That I the deed have done -
For the honor of thy father's name,
Look up, look up, my son!

5. “Well might I know death's hue and mien; But on thine aspect, boy,

What, till this moment, have I seen,
Save pride and tameless joy?

Swiftest thou wert to battle,

And bravest there of all—

How could I think a warrior's frame
Thus like a flower should fall?

6. "I will not bear that still, cold look; Rise up, thou fierce and free;

Wake as the storm wakes. I will brook
All, save this calm, from thee.
Lift brightly up and proudly

Once more thy kindling eyes!

Hath my word lost its power on earth?
I say to thee, Arise!

7. "Didst thou not know I loved thee well? Thou didst not, and art gone

In bitterness of soul to dwell
Where man must dwell alone.
Come back, young fiery spirit,
If but for one hour, to learn
The secrets of the folded heart
That seemed to thee so stern.

8. "Thou wert the first, the first fair child,
That in mine arms I pressed;

Thou wert the bright one, that hast smiled
Like summer on my breast.

I reared thee as an eagle;

To the chase thy steps I led;
I bore thee on my battle horse;
I look upon thee — dead!

9. "Lay down my warlike banners here,
Never again to wave;

And bury my red sword and spear,
Chiefs, in my first born's grave.
And leave me! I have conquered,
I have slain; my work is done.
Whom have I slain? Ye answer not;

Thou too art mute, my son."

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10. And thus his wild lament was poured

Through the dark, resounding night;

And the battle knew no more his sword,
Nor the foaming steed his might.
He heard strange voices moaning

In every wind that sighed ;

From the searching stars of heaven he shrank;
Humbly the conqueror died.

of the same name, of great value.

1 CZÄR (zär, or tzär). The title of the ER MINE. The fur of a small animal emperor of Russia. SA'BRE. A kind of sword, with a 4 BROOK, (brûk). Bear; endure. broad, heavy blade.

5 FOLD'ED. Reserved; shut up; close

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[This lesson is taken from the Adventures of Gérard (zhā-rär') the Lion Killer, translated from the French by Charles E. Whitehead. Gérard was an officer in the French army employed in Algeria, in North Africa, which is now a French province. Being a man of courage and an admirable marksman, he succeeded in killing a great number of lions, and thus acquired a high reputution both among his own countrymen and the natives of the country. Lions commit such ravages among their cattle that he who destroys one is considered a great public benefactor. Gérard's adventures have been recently published in Paris, where they have attracted much attention. They are written in a very spirited style, and his daring feats are modestly narrated.]

1. On the 4th of August, 1844, I received an invitation from the inhabitants of Mahouna,* the lion's paradise, which I immediately accepted. On my arrival, about sunset, I found the village surrounded by immense piles of light wood, arranged for the reception of the lion, that paid them nightly calls. I forbade their being kindled, and immediately selected the place I intended to occupy, in order to waylay him that very night, in case he should come as usual to prey on the herds.

2. Having by careful searching found the route by which

* Mahou'na is a place in the province of Guelma, in Algeria.

the animal usually came, I took my seat directly in his path, in spite of the remonstrances of the Arabs. Finding nie fixed in my purpose, they brought me mats and cushions; and a smoking repast was soon placed by the side of the couch that was to serve me for the night.

3. My hosts remained with me till a late hour, telling many tragic stories of the strength and ferocity of the lion. As midnight approached, the party broke up, with many prayers for my success. I remained on the watch with a native corporal' in the French service, named Saadi, whose brother was chief of this country. He was armed with a carbine, and I with a double-barrelled rifle.

4. About one o'clock in the morning, my Arab friend, little accustomed to these night watches, pleaded guilty to being very sleepy, and stretched himself out behind me, where, to do him justice, he slept most soundly. I know many brave men who would not have done as much, while lying in wait for a lion. I had taken the precaution to have all the dogs tied up under the tents, so as to quiet their customary clamor; and now, in the dead silence around me, I could detect the faintest noise or motion.

5. Up to this time the heavens had been serene, and the moon clear; but soon clouds gathered in the west, and came scudding past before a warm, sultry wind; and a little later the sky was all overcast, the moon disappeared, and the thunder rolled round us in heavy peals, announcing a coming tempest. Then the rain fell in torrents, and, drenching my companion, he awoke, and we consulted for a moment about returning. But while we were talking, an Arab called out from the tents, "Beware! the lion will come with the storm."

6. This decided me to remain at my post, and I covered the locks of my gun with the skirts of my coat. Soon the rain ceased; flashes of lightning played round the distant horizon; and the moon, brighter than ever, came in and

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