For, should the poor say

might's not right,”

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The "man of God" his flock surrounding,

With musket balls soon ends the fight,

The Peeler's horn "All's well!" resounding--
Resounding,

The Peeler's horn,

The Peeler's horn,

The Peeler's horn,

The knell

Of Popish swains resounding!

II.

At close of day, his duty o'er,

Towards home the Parson's steps are bending; His bugles sound to blood no more,

But notes of tithe got in" are sending!
His "gentle charmer" hears the sound,
She flies into his holy arms,

His Rev'rence then counts down each pound,
By bay'nets drawn from plundered farms.
The dinner-board displays its store,

In Papist-purchased cheer abounding-"But first," he cries, "secure the door,

For hark, the Whiteboy's horn is sounding!"
Sounding,

The Whiteboy's horn,
The Whiteboy's horn,
The Whiteboy's horn,

To arms!

Along the hills is sounding!

June, 1831.

ANACREONTIC.
I.

FILL the goblet to the brink,
Till in tides of bliss we sink;
Fill, be quick, when that is o'er,
Have we not as much in store?

Have we not as rich a draught
As the last we sweetly quaffed?
Why, then, why, should we delay,
To be happy when we may?
With such wine as sparkles here,
How can frowning Thought appear?
When such dazzling nectar flows,
Wit with brightest fancy glows.

II.

Fill up as Beauty's queen, one day,
With laughing Bacchus chanced to stray,
Her little son in tears she spied-

"What ails my boy?" the Goddess cried.
"Alas!" Love answered, with a sigh,

"In vain my blunted arrows fly."

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"Cease," Bacchus said, and snatched the darts, "I'll make them pierce the firmest hearts." Then, in the rosy bowl he sipped, By turns the golden shafts he dippedAnd since, whene'er Love's arrows miss, He bathes their points in wine like this. Nov. 24th, 1829.

EPIGRAM,

On reading the Marquis of Londonderry's speech in the House of Lords, upon the demolition of his windows for his opposition to the Reform Bill.

TITLED babbler, if still you have left any brains, Rejoice that the people HAVE broken your panes : Prate no more to your "order" of "popular crimes," But submit to the deed, as a "sign of the times.” The lesson it gives for the outrage atones,

Since, as Shakspeare observes, there are “sermons in stones."1

Oct. 1831.

1 "Books in the running brooks, sermons in stones,
And good in every thing."

A VALENTINE.

Heureux cent fois le mortel amoureux,
Qui tous les jours peut te voir et t'entendre,
Que tu reçois avec un souris tendre,
Qui voit son sort écrit dans tes beaux yeux,
Qui, consumé de ces feux qu'il adore,
A tes genoux oubliant l'univers,

Parle d'amour et t'en reparle encore,

Et malheureux qui n'en parle qu'en vers!

VOLTAIRE, Epitre à Mademoiselle Gossin.

THOUGH this, Maria, is the time,
When lovers rack their heads for rhyme,
Striving to paint your matchless beauty,
I'll leave them such a hopeless duty;
And, laughing at the foolish tribe,
Describing what they can't describe,
I'll merely tell a little tale,

So short, your patience cannot fail.
The famous Countess De Grolèe

Lived in a very wicked way,
Till, at the age of eighty-four,
Sickness compelled her to give o'er.
Her friends, perceiving she was going,
And, as good Catholics, well knowing
Saint Peter will not open Heaven
To those the Church has not forgiven,
Advised her strongly to repent,
And for a famed confessor sent.
The holy man, "with zeal on flame,"
To save her soul, impatient came,
And, as on such occasions fit,
Her friends prepared the room to quit.
"No, no," the witty Countess said,
"You need not leave my dying bed—
I'll tell my sins while all are by,
And yet I'll not disedify.

I have been young and handsome too,
Men said so I believed 'twas true;
The rest- -so easy 'tis to guess,
It would be useless to confess!"

Thus has it been, dear maid, with me-
I saw-I met—I spoke with thee,
And 'tis so easy to be guessed-
I surely need not tell the rest.

February 14th, 1830.

WORDS FOR MUSIC.

I.

COME, let us pass the night gayly away;
Is there not toil enough through the long day?
And leisure's a treasure

Too glorious to measure,
Then, let us have pleasure,

Whilever we may.

Yes, let us pass the night, &c.

II.

Here, round the festive board, let us unite,
Where Mirth and Harmony sweetly invite ;
Wine streaming, wit beaming,
Bright eyes round us gleaming,
Each moment is teeming

With rapture to-night.

Yes, round the festive board, &c.

Nov. 1st, 1835.

ON AN IMPROVIDENT VOCALIST.

"Vox et præterea nihil."

I.

POOR Tom, alas! too well aware
That he can sing, now only goes
To balls and dinners, and no care
Upon the means of life bestows.

II.

Ah! Tom, it is a dangerous thing
In such a way the world to please—
For, when the foolish bird would sing,
Remember, Tom,-she lost the cheese.'

Jan. 5th, 1837.

DAVID'S LAMENT OVER SAUL AND JONATHAN.
2 Samuel,chap. i. v. 19-27.

I.

On the high places, Israel, thy beauty and pride
By the shafts of the haughty Philistine have died:2
Long, long, shall thy sorrow the mighty bemoan-
The flower of thy valour and boast of thy throne.

II.

Oh, tell not in Gath how untimely their fate,

Nor, in Ashkelon's streets, their destruction relate-
Lest Philistia's proud daughters with triumph should glow,
And exult o'er the fall of their circumcised foe.

III.

Ye hills of Gilboa, ye hills where the shield
Of Saul, once the mighty, is cast on the field!

1 "The life of him that dependeth on another man's table is not to be counted for a life: for he polluteth himself with other men's meat, but a wise man well nurtured will beware thereof."-Ecclesiasticus, chap.

xl. v. 29.

2 The introduction of an allusion to the Philistine archers, in the version of this and the viith stanza, is founded upon the sacred historian's statement, in his account of the engagement at Gilboa, in which, after mentioning that "the battle went sore against Saul," it is added, that "the archers hit him, and he was sore wounded of the archers." (1 Sam. xxxi. 3.) And, in 2 Samuel i. 18, it is related that David, after Saul's death, "bade them teach the children of Israel the use of the bow"-no doubt, on the same principle that the kings of Scotland, in the middle ages, endeavoured to promote the practice of archery amongst their subjects, that they might be able to compete with the English, of whose fatal ability in the use of the bow and arrows, Scotland-like the Jews in the case of the Philistines- had experienced such formidable proofs.