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2 “O mother Ida, many-fountained Ida,

Dear mother Ida, hearken e'er I die." 3 Wreathes her brows with sedge.” 4. “At whose bright presence darkness flies away." 5 A rag, bone, and bottle shop. 6 “Il Rè galant7 “O child! O new-born denizen

Of life’s great city! ***
Here at the portal thou dost stand,
And with thy little hand
Thou openest the mysterious gate

Into the future's undiscovered land." 8

" Chivalric virtue, Yet 'mid thieves 'tis known.”

XVIII.

1 Here, bluest to thee were the skies,

For her dear sake, who freely all had given

Of earthly honour that was hers to give. 2 To thee, oh mighty son of unfam'd hammer-man. 1 Thus drawn, the lazy barges rouse

Scarce a ripple on Cam's breast serene. 2 This makes the entrance to thy house,

Oh Senate, oft a frantic scene. 3 This he'd ne'er brook his men to see.

As this his work will still be known 4 When novel it has ceased to be,

And grey and seamed the now fresh stone. 5 Thus had he died, how long had been 6 Thy sixth, his labour to complete.

Yet, truth be told: at one time well I ween,

7 This had been liker his proud form to greet,

Than the now praises murmur'd low and sweet
In chapel fam'd,—his ashes at thy feet.

XIX.

Two partings.
1 “I learnt to be a brave man constantly,

* * Because I know, by instinct and my soul,
The day comes that our sacred Troy must fall,
And Priam and his people. Knowing which,
I have no such grief for all my Trojans' sake,
As, sweet, for thee.

* * *°* There's no man in the world Can send me to the grave apart from fate." 2 “Howbeit I know, if ancient prophecies

Have err'd not, that I march to meet my doom.
Thou hast not made my life so sweet to me,
That I, the king, should greatly care to live:

For thou hast spoilt the purpose of my life.” 1

“O, and is all forgot?
All schooldays' friendship, childhood innocence ?
We, Hermia, like two artificial gods,
Have with our needles created both one flower,

Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion." 2 " It is the very

of the moon ; She comes more near the earth than she was wont,

And makes men mad." 3 “ I am the to this pale sweet swan,

Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death.” 4 " Oh! for the- of a vanished hand.” 5 “ All is not gold that glitters." 6

“ Bold Prometheus did aspire, And stole from heaven the seeds of fire."

XX.

1 A common flower; the children's Christmas spree. 2 Grown in a bed; oft groans in bed to be. 1 “My first a little thing what hops.” 2 I feed the Nile, enrich the

crops. 3 Sow me in Spring, and I'll make Christmas gay. 4 Unsown each year, I, too, make bright array. 5 I sped and flourish'd in the good old days. 6 When fiddlers play'd, and girls' steps trod

my maze. 7 The many-islèd sea towards the East. 8 Old-fashion'd greeting past 'twixt churl and priest. 9 The fierce opponent of Sir Robert Peel. 10 My meaning's long, whether for woe or weal.

XXI.

1 “Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday ; 2 "A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry

Of some strong swimmer in his agony." 1 Poor wretch! condemned for life. 2 A slight staff in hard strife. 3 A sloth with such coarse hair! 4 Splendid when rough, more pleasant far when fair. 5 A modern poetess. 6 Pray storm a little less ! 7 Once mighty sea-port, now a lonely heap. 8 Term geological; 9 Sweet hay, in slumber deep.

XXII.

ee.

1 A land of giant 2 Their vast homes formed of me.

1 Dry germ of tender flowers and leaves. 2 In pond'rous form this great queen grieves. 3 Last home of many a king of old. 4 My males were slain in slaughter cold. 5 Thy yellow meads once spake of loved ones dead. 6 Their bright day o'er,—with me to darkness wed.

XXIII.

1 Sweet little darling!
2 And how sweet am I.

1 E'en farthing rushlight has its charms for me. 2 f, now, 'tis bliss, no further let him see. 3 If I'm of wine, and good, then spare me praise. 4 Italian faction, of the good old days. 5 Abbot of Clugny fam'd for fasts and lore. 6 Ladies still wear what ages back they wore. 7 A Saxon king, great foe of one wild beast. 8 Colonial city,—of the West, not East. 9 Extremest point of finger or of toe. 10 Vast debt to this good man doth Greenland owe.

XXIV.

Two female moralists.

1 His tale is old but still it stirs all hearts. 2 A name that comfort bears to those death parts. 3 A Scotch cathedral's dedicate to thee. 4 The lady of the lake, of minstrelsy. 5 A name most quaint, and yet some like it rather. 6 Prince Hal doth Harry succeed : not Turkish son 7 A vowel and a consonant; would right word there

to father.

were ! 8 Surnam'd magnificent, a weight he well could bear. 9 One of Sir Rowland's many sons in Shakespeare's

well-known play. 10 In Roslin's fane lie twenty knights, but she is far

away.

XXV.

1 No care for self could this free hand restrain. 2 Reformer great This life not lived in vain. 1 A satirist :--and all three this to those 'mongst whom

they dwelt.

2 To Margaret of this royal house fortune hard measure

dealt.

3 Thousands, or one, or may be scores, have beaten,

still
may

beat me. 4 This, hero young, still bravely tell, however ill they

treat thee. 5 Though made of wood, or even stone,-thy glass

gives back but thine. 6 One faithful to the king he deem'd alone had right

divine.

XXVI.

1

My first encompasses the world. 2 My second is making its way through my first. 1 The nerve most priz’d if I would see my first.

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