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THE EMPEROR'S BIRD'S-NEST.

ONCE the Emperor Charles of Spain,

With his swarthy, grave commanders,
I forget in what campaign,
Long besieged, in mud and rain,

Some old frontier town of Flanders.

Up and down the dreary camp,

In great boots of Spanish leather, Striding with a measured tramp, These Hidalgos, dull and damp,

Cursed the Frenchmen, cursed the weather. Thus as to and fro they went,

Over upland and through hollow, Giving their impatience.vent, Perched upon the Emperor's tent,

In her nest, they spied a swallow.

Yes, it was a swallow's nest,

Built of clay and hair of horses, Mane, or tail, or dragoon's crest, Found on hedge-rows east and west,

After skirmish of the forces.

Then an old Hidalgo said,

As he twirled his gray mustachio,

« Sure this swallow overhead

Thinks the Emperor's tent a shed,

And the Emperor but a Macho !" Hearing his imperial name

Coupled with those words of malice,
Half in anger, half in shame,
Forth the great campaigner came

Slowly from his canvas palace.

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Said he solemnly, “nor hurt her

!” Adding then, by way of jest,

“Golondrina is my guest,

'Tis the wife of some deserter !”

Swift as bowstring speeds a shaft,

Through the camp was spread the rumor, And the soldiers, as they quaffed Flemish beer at dinner, laughed

At the Emperor's pleasant humor.

So unharmed and unafraid

Sat the swallow still and brooded,

Till the constant cannonade

Through the walls a breach had made,

And the siege was thus concluded,

Then the army, elsewhere bent,

Struck its tents as if disbanding,
Only not the Emperor's tent,
For he ordered, ere he went,

Very curtly, “Leave it standing !”

So it stood there all alone,

Loosely flapping, torn and tattered, Till the brood was fledged and flown, Singing o'er those walls of stone

Which the cannon-shot had shattered. THE TWO ANGELS.

Two angels, one of Life and one of Death,

Passed o'er our village as the morning broke ; The dawn was on their faces, and beneath,

The sombre houses hearsed with plumes of

smoke.

Their attitude and aspect were the same,

Alike their features and their robes of white;

But one was crowned with amaranth, as with flame,

And one with asphodels, like flakes of light.

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