THE PHANTOM SHIP. But Master Lamberton muttered, And the ships that came from England, This put the people to praying That the Lord would let them hear What in his greater wisdom He had done with friends so dear. And at last their prayers were answered:— An hour before the sunset Of a windy afternoon, When, steadily steering landward, A ship was seen below, And they knew it was Lamberton, Master, Who sailed so long ago. On she came, with a cloud of canvas, The faces of the crew. Then fell her straining topmasts, And her sails were loosened and lifted, 19 And the masts, with all their rigging, Fell slowly, one by one, And the hulk dilated and vanished, And the people who saw this marvel Each said unto his friend, That this was the mould of their vessel, And the pastor of the village PEGASUS IN POUND. ONCE into a quiet village, Without haste and without heed, It was Autumn, and incessant Piped the quails from shocks and sheaves, Burned among the withering leaves. In classic mythology Pegasus was a winged horse belonging to Apollo and the Muses. Thus when a poet wrote he was said to mount Pegasus and ride; the horse not only bore him swiftly, and by his canter gave rhythm to the verse, but by his wings bore the rider above the earth. PEGASUS IN POUND. Loud the clamorous bell was ringing Not the less he saw the landscape, Thus, upon the village common, By the school-boys he was found; And the wise men, in their wisdom, Put him straightway into pound. Then the sombre village crier, And the curious country people, Thus the day passed, and the evening Patiently, and still expectant, Looked he through the wooden bars, Saw the moon rise o'er the landscape, Saw the tranquil, patient stars; 21 Till at length the bell at midnight And, from out a neighboring farm-yard Then, with nostrils wide distended, On the morrow, when the village But they found, upon the greensward From that hour, the fount unfailing 1 Alectryon, in the old fables, was a youth who had been stationed by Mars to give notice when Apollo, the sun-god, was to appear. The boy fell asleep, and, for punishment, was turned by Mars into a cock, and ever since has remembered his duty and crows when the sun rises. 2 The poet Ovid says that, with a blow of his hoof, Pegasus opened the fountain of Hippocrene (horse-spring) on Mount Helicon, and that the Muses used to drink from it. Our poet has turned the pretty story into a fable of wider meaning, by reminding us that poetry, not appreciated by all people, is yet a never-failing source of pleasure in the toiling world. THE SERMON OF ST. FRANCIS. 223 THE SERMON OF ST. FRANCIS. UP soared the lark into the air, St. Francis1 heard; it was to him Around Assisi's convent gate The birds, God's poor who cannot wait, "O brother birds," St. Francis said, ye "Ye shall be fed, ye happy birds, With manna of celestial words; Not mine, though mine they seem to be, “O, doubly are ye bound to praise The great Creator in your lays ; 1 St. Francis of Assisi lived in Italy at the end of the twelfth and beginning of the thirteenth century, and was founder of the order of the Franciscans. There are many stories of his intimacy with birds and beasts. |