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Round about them orchards sweep,
Apple and peach-tree fruited deep; Famished, very
Fair as a garden of the Lord hungry.
To the eyes of the famished * rebel * horde.* Rebel, one who shakes off, or fights against, On that pleasant morn of the early fall,* lawful authority.
When Lee* marched over the mountain wall, 10 Horde, company. The early fall, the Over the mountains winding down, beginning of autumn. Horse and foot, into Frederick town, Lee, the heroic leader of the Southern forces in the American
civil Forty flags * with their silver stars, war, which
com Forty flags with their silver bars, menced in 1861 and continued till 1865.
Flapped in the morning wind : the sun 15 Forty flags, &c. The Of noon looked down and saw not one. American flag
is composed of thirteen Up rose old Barbara Fritchie then, bars or stripes alterDately red and white,
Bowed with her fourscore years and ten, and thirteen white Bravest of all in Frederick town,
a. blue ground in the upper
She took up the flag the men hauled * down; 20 corner next the staff. Hence the allusion to In her attic window the staff she set, stars, and bars or To show that one heart was loyal * yet. stripes. Hauled, pulled,
Up the street came the rebel tread, dragged with vio- Stonewall Jackson * riding ahead; lence. Loyal, to be faithful
Under his slouched * hat, left and right, and obedient to the
25 laws of one's country.
He glanced, the old flag met his sight. Stonewall Jackson, “Halt!"_the dust-brown ranks stood fast; an able general, famous for his bravery.
“ Fire !”_out blazed the rifle blast. He received the nickname of "Stonewall' It shivered * the window, pane and sash ; firmness
It rent the banner with seam and gash, with which his men
30 resisted every attack. Quick, as it fell from the broken staff, He was accidentally Dame Barbara snatched the silken scarf ; killed by a bullet fired by one of ais
She leaned far out on the window sill own soldiers at the battle of Chancellors- And shook it forth with a royal will. ville, May 2, 1863. Slouched, turned
“Shoot, if you must, this old grey head, 35
But spare your country's flag," she said. Shiver, shatter, to into
small A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, pieces by sudden
Over the face of the leader came;
40 of silk.
“Who touches a hair of yon grey head,
Rebel host, the South. ern or Confederata Army.
45 All day long the free flag tossed
Over the heads of the rebel host ;*
And through the hill-gaps sunset light 50 Shone over it with a warm good-night
Barbara Fritchie's work is o'er,
Fall, for her sake, on Stonewall’s bier !* 55 Over Barbara Fritchie's grave,
Flag of Freedom and Union, wave !
And ever the stars above look down
Raid, invasion, expedition.
Symbol, emblem, siga.
and is remarkable for its beautiful flowers and
THE STAR AND THE WATER-LILY.-0. W. Holmes. OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES (1809- ) was born at Cambridge, Massachusetts, U.S. He is a doctor of medicine, and a professor at Harvard College. Among his chief works may be mentioned The Autocrat of the Breakfast Table. THE Sun stepped* down from his golden throne, The sun stepped, &c.,
the sun set. And lay in the silent sea, And the Lily * had folded her satin leaves, Lily, a water-lily is a
water plant like a lily, For a sleepy thing was she; 5 What is the Lily dreaming of ?
large floating Why crisp the waters blue?
leaves. See, see, she is lifting her varnished lid !
Her white leaves are glistening * through ! Glistening, shining. The Rose is cooling his burning cheek
In the lap of the breathless tide ;
That would lie by the Rose's side;
And he would be fond and true; 15 But the Lily unfolded her
lids And looked at the sky so blue. Remember, remember, thou silly one, How fast will thy summer glide, *
Glide, pass by. And wilt thou wither a virgin pale, 20 Or flourish a blooming bride ?
Ruffle, to make rough add stormy.
“Oh, the Rose is old, and thorny, and cold,
And he lives on earth,” said she;
And he shall my bridegroom be.”
And ruffle * the ver sea ?
To smile on a thing like thee ?
30 The winds shall blow and the waves shall flow,
And thou wilt be left alone.
Nor a drop of evening dew,
Nor a pearl in the waters blue,
And warmed with his faithless beam-
40 Alas, for the Lily! she would not heed, *
But turned to the skies afar,
That shot from the rising Star ;
And over the waters wide ;
And sank in the stormy tide.
Ileed, pay attention.
THE PARTING OF MARMION AND DOUGLAS.-Scott. Marmion, English Not far advanced was morning day envoy to the court of
When Marmion * did his troop array,*
To Surrey's * camp to ride ;
He had safe-conduct * for his band, place in order of battle. Beneath * the royal seal and hand,
5 Surrey, Earl Surrey And Douglas * gave a guide. was lieutenant general of the Northern
The ancient earl, with stately grace, counties, and com- Would Clara * on her palfrey * place; manded the English
And whispered, in an under-tone, army at Flodden. Safe-conduct, a pass- “Let the hawk stoop, his prey is flown." IO port granted to a per- The train from out the castle drew; son to enable him to pass safely through But Marmion stopped to bid adieu : ang place.
“Though something I might plain,"* he said, Beneath, &c., written “Of cold respect to stranger guest,
by the king, and hav.
ing his seal affixed to 15 Sent hither by your king's behest, *
it. While in Tantallon's * towers I stayed,
Douglas, Earl of Part we in friendship from your land,
Augus, was remark. And, noble earl, receive * my hand.”
able for his strength
of body and mind. But Douglas round him drew his cloak,
Clara, an English 20 Folded his arms, and thus he spoke :
heiress, whose hand
Marmion had sought “My manors, halls, and bowers, shall still
in marriage, but had Be open, at my sovereign's will,
heen unsuccessful. To each one whom he lists,* howe'er
He had tried to ruin Unmeet * to be the owner's peer :
her lover, De Wilton,
but had failed in this 25 My castles are my king's alone,
also. From turret * to foundation * stone ;
horse for a lady. The hand of Douglas is his own,
His prey is flown, De And never shall in friendly grasp
Wilton, who, in the The hand of such as Marmion clasp."
disguise of a pilgrim from the Holy Land,
had guided Lord Mar30 Burned Marmion's swarthy * cheek like fire,
mion in Scotland, had
left the castle at dayAnd shook his very frame for ire,*
break. And_ This to me!” he said ;
Adieu, farewell. “ An 'twere not for thy hoary * beard,
Behest, command. Such hand as Marmion's had not spared Tantallon, the castle
of Douglas on 35 To cleave * the Douglas' head !
coast of East Lothian. And, first, I tell thee, haughty * peer,
He lists, he pleases
or chooses. Although the meanest * in her state,
Unmeet, unworthy. May well, proud Angus, be thy maté!
Peer, an equal. 40 And, Douglas, more I tell thee here,
Turret, a tower on a
building. Even in thy pitch of pride,
Foundation, baseHere in thy hold, thy vassals * near,
Swarthy, tawny,dark, (Nay, never look upon your lord,
Ire, wrath. And lay your hands upon your sword),-- Hoary, white or grey 45
I tell thee thou'rt defied !
Cleave, to split.
Haughty, proud. To any lord in Scotland here,
lowliest. Lowland or Highland, far or near,
Vassal, one who holds Lord Angus, thou hast lied !"
lands from, and pays 50 On the earl's cheek the flush of rage
homage to a superior.
Variler, a watch man, The Douglas in his hall ?
Portcullis, a sliding
door of cross timbers 55 and hop'st thou hence unscathed * to go ?—
pointed with iron, No! by Saint Bride of Bothwell, no !
hung over a gateway Up drawbridge, grooms !-what, warder,* ho ! so as to be let down
in a moment to keep Let the portcullis * fall.”—
out an enemy.
Lord Marmion turned,,well was his need, -
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY (1792–1822) was an English poet of great genius, and a man of very pure life and loving nature ; but it was not till after his death that he received the high place which he now holds among the poets. Chief works : The Cenci, and odes to The Cloud, and The Skylark.
I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
In their noon-day dreams;
The sweet buds every one, Mother's breast, the When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, * earth's surface, which is the parent of all
As she dances * about the sun. plants.
I wield the flail of the lashing * hail, As she dances, &c., the motion of the earth
And whiten the green plains under; round the sun. And then again I dissolve * it in rain, Lashing, scourging,
And laugh as I pass in thunder. dashing against. Dissolve, melt.
I sift the snow on the mountains below,
And their great pines groan aghast ;
15 While I sleep in the arms of the blast, Sublime, imposing, Sublime * on the towers of my skyey bowers, very grand. Fettered, fastened Lightning, my pilot, sits ; down.
In a cavern under is fettered * the thunder
20 Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, Genii, spirits, super- This pilot is guiding me, natural beings. The ancients believed
Lured * by the love of the Genii* that move that
every person In the depths of the purple sea ;
own par: Over the rilīs * and the crags * and the hills, 25
genius guardian spirit.
Over the lakes and the plains, Rill
, a small murmur- Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, ing brook, a streamlet.
The spirit he loves remains ; Crag, a rough, steep And I, all the while, bask * in heaven's blue rock.
smile, Bask, to lie in the sunshine. Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
had his ticular