dicts every thing I say, and how pleasingly she shows her contempt for my authority! Well, though I can't make her love me, there is great satisfaction in quarrelling with her; and I think she never appears to such advantage, as when she is doing every thing in her power to plague me. [Exit. 1 TĂM BÔUR. A frame on which cloth is stretched for convenience of embroidering. SU-PER-IN-TEND'. Have the care or direction of; overlook. here, a carriage for two persons who sit opposite to each other. GTE-NA'CIOUS (-shus). Holding fast; retentive. 7 HÜR'DLE. A sort of sledge on which criminals were drawn to execution. 8 POPE JOAN (-jōn). A game at cards. 4 SPIN'ET. A stringed musical instru- 8 EX-POST'Y-LA-TION. Earnest rement of the harp kind, formerly much in use. 5 VIS'Ä-Vis (viz'ä-vě). Face to face; monstrance; act of reasoning earnestly with a person, on some impropriety of conduct. LIX. THE PASSAGE. UIILAND. [Johann Ludwig Uhland was born in Tübingen, April 26, 1787, and died November 13, 1862. Among the recent poets of Germany he holds a very high place. He wrote dramas, ballads, odes, and lyrical pieces. But few of his poems have been translated into English, and these have a dreamy and spiritual beauty, and much tenderness of feeling.] 1. MANY a year is in its grave Since I crossed this restless wave; 2. Then in this same boat beside 3. One on earth in silence wrought', But the younger, brighter form 4. So, whene'er I turn my eye Saddening thoughts of friends come o'er me- 5. But what binds us, friend to friend, 6. Take, O boatman, thrice thy fee; For, invisible to thee, Spirits twain have crossed with me. 1 WROUGHT (râwt). Worked. | 2 PASSED. Departed from life. LX.-BINGEN ON THE RHINE. MRS. CAROLINE NORTON. [This poem was written by Mrs. Caroline Norton, an English lady, grand daughter of the celebrated R. B. Sheridan. Bingen is a beautiful town on the left bank of the Rhine, in Germany.] 1. A SOLDIER of the Legion lay dying in Algiers, There was lack of woman's nursing, there was dearth of woman's tears * Pronounced Bing'en. 2. "Tell my brothers and companions, when they meet and crowd around, 3. "Tell my mother, that her other son shall comfort her old age; For I was still a truant bird, that thought his home a cage. For my father was a soldier, and even as a child My heart leaped forth to hear him tell of struggles fierce and wild; And when he died, and left us to divide his scanty hoard3, I let them take whate'er they would, but kept my father's sword; And with boyish love I hung it where the bright light used to shine, On the cottage wall at Bingen, - calm Bingen on the Rhine. 4. "Tell my sister not to weep for me, and sob with drooping head, And if a comrade seek her love, I ask her in my name, To listen to him kindly, without regret or shame; And to hang the old sword in its place (my father's sword and mine), For the honor of old Bingen, dear Bingen on the Rhine. 5. "There's another not a sister; in the happy days gone by; You'd have known her by the merriment that sparkled in her eye; O, friend! I fear the lightest heart makes sometimes heaviest mourning! The German songs we used to sing, in chorus sweet and clear; And down the pleasant river, and up the slanting hill, The echoing chorus sounded, through the evening calm and still; 7. - loved Bingen on the Rhine." His eyes put on a dying look, he sighed and ceased to speak; 1 VİNE'YARD. An enclosure for grape- | 4 Co-QUET'RY (here pronounced cỡ. vines. 2 STILL. Always; ever. HOARD. A store laid up; a treasure. quet-ry). The character and prac tice of a coquette; deceit or trifling in love; flirtation. LXI. THE VOICE OF THE WAVES. MRS. HEMANS. 1. "ANSWER, ye chiming' waves, That now in sunshine sweep; Speak to me from thy hidden caves, 2. "Hath man's lone spirit here With storms in battle striven? 3. Then the sea's voice arose, Like an earthquake's under-tone,— * Written near the scene of a recent shipwreck. เ "Mortal, the strife of human woes 4. "Here to the quivering mast The shriek upon the wind hath past, 5. "And the youthful and the brave 6. "They are vanished from their place, Let their homes and hearths make moan; 7. "Alas! thou haughty deep! 8. "To think that so we pass, High hope, and thought, and mind, 9. "Saw'st thou nought else, thou main, Thou and the midnight sky, Nought, save the struggle, brief and vain, 10. And the sea's voice replied, "Here nobler things have been! Power with the valiant when they died, 3 |