"I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER."

I

REMEMBER, I remember, The house where I was born,

The little window where the

sun

Came peeping in at morn.

He never came a wink too soon,
Nor brought too long a day;
But now I often wish the night
Had borne my breath away!

I remember, I remember
The roses, red and white,
The violets, and the lily-cups,—
Those flowers made of light!
The lilacs where the robin built,
And where my brother set
The laburnum on his birthday,-
The tree is living yet!

I remember, I remember

Where I was used to swing,

And thought the air must rush as fresh
To swallows on the wing.

My spirit flew in feathers then,
That is so heavy now,

The summer pools could hardly cool
The fever on my brow!

I remember, I remember
The fir-trees dark and high;
I used to think their slender tops
Were close against the sky.
It was a childish ignorance,
But now 'tis little joy

To know I'm farther off from heaven

Than when I was a boy.

ODE ON THE DEATH OF A

'T

FAVOURITE CAT

Drowned in a tub of gold fishes

WAS on a lofty vase's side, Where China's gayest art had dyed

The azure flowers that
blow;

Demurest of the tabby kind,
The pensive Selima, reclined,
Gazed on the lake below.

Her conscious tail her joy declared;
The fair round face, the snowy beard,
The velvet of her paws,

Her coat, that with the tortoise vies,
Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes,
She saw; and purred applause.

Still had she gazed; but 'midst the tide
Two angel forms were seen to glide,
The Genii of the stream;
Their scaly armour's Tyrian hue
Through richest purple to the view
Betrayed a golden gleam.

The hapless nymph with wonder saw
A whisker first and then a claw;

With many an ardent wish,

She stretched in vain to reach the prize.
What female heart can gold despise?
What Cat's averse to fish?

Presumptuous maid! with looks intent
Again she stretched, again she bent,
Nor knew the gulf between.
(Malignant Fate sat by and smiled)
The slippery verge her feet beguiled,
She tumbled headlong in.

Eight times emerging from the flood
She mewed to every wat'ry god
Some speedy aid to send.

No Dolphin came, no Nereid stirred;
No cruel Tom nor Susan heard.
A fav'rite has no friend!

From hence, ye Beauties, undeceived,
Know one false step is ne'er retrieved,
And be with caution bold.

Not all that tempts your wand'ring eyes
And heedless hearts is lawful prize,

Not all that glitters gold.

THE LOST PLEIAD

Like the lost Pleiad seen no more below.-Bryon.

A

ND is there glory from the heavens departed?

O void unmarked!-thy sisters of the sky

Still hold their place on high,

Though from its rank thine orb so long

hath started,

Thou that no more art seen of mortal eye!

Hath the night lost a gem, the regal night?

She wears her crown of old magnifi

cence,

Though thou art exiled thence

No desert seems to part those urns of light,

Midst the far depths of purple gloom intense.

They rise in joy, the starry myriads burning

The shepherd greets them on his moun

tain free;