“Hope for a season bade the world
farewell,
And Freedom shriek’d as Kosciusko
fell.”
Queen Elizabeth so highly prized the merit and abilities of Sir Philip Sydney, that she sent him ambassador to Vienna, and to several courts in Germany; and when the fame of his valour became so extensive that he was put in election for the crown of Poland, she refused to further his advancement, lest (says Baker) she should lose the brightest jewel of her crown. This Marcellus of the English nation was killed at the battle of Zutphen, in 1585, while he was mounting the third horse, having before had two killed under him.
P.T.W.
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THE HOUR OF PHANTASY.
“The atmosphere that circleth gifted
minds
Is from a deep intensity derived,
An element of thought, where feelings
shape
Themselves to fancies,—an electric
world
Too exquisitely toned for common life,
Which they of coarser metal cannot dream.”
R. MONTGOMERY.
There is an hour when Memory lends
To Thought her intellectual
part,
When visions of departed friends
Restore their beauty to the
heart;
And like the sunset’s crimson light
To fading scenes of Nature
given,
They make our meditations bright
With hopes inspired by heaven.
The vivid glance of those blue eyes
Which haunted us with early
love,
Like stars that seem’d in cloudless
skies
Transferr’d from earth
to shine above,—
And voices whispering from the dead,
Or where the violets’
lips enclose,
Around our languid spirits shed
Their halo of repose.
It is the hour of thought profound,
When Memory’s heart,
depress’d with gloom,
Laments upon the sculptured mound,
And dreams beside the visioned
tomb;
When voices from the dead arise,
Like music o’er the
starlit sea,
And holiest commune sanctifies
The Hour of Phantasy.
Deal.
G.R.C.
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MANNERS & CUSTOMS OF ALL NATIONS.
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APPLICANTS FOR THE FLITCH OF DUNMOW.
(For the Mirror.)
Aubry de Falstaff, son of Sir John Falstaff, Knight, with Dame Maude, his wife, were the first that demanded the bacon, he having bribed twain of his father’s companions to swear falsely in his behoof, whereby he gained the flitch; but he and his said wife falling immediately into a dispute how the bacon should be dressed, it was, by order of the judges, taken from him, and hung up again in the Hall.
Alison, the wife of Stephen Freckle, brought her said husband along with her, and set forth the good conditions and behaviour of her consort, adding withal that she doubted not but he was ready to attest the like of her, his wife; whereupon he, the said Stephen, shaking his head, she turned short upon him, and gave him a box on the ear. Philip de Waverland having laid his hand up the book, when the clause, “were I sole and she sole” was rehearsed, found a secret compunction rising in his mind, and stole it off again.