CHAPTER II. THE SABBATH.- -[WILLIS.] It was a pleasant morning, in the time - When the leaves fall—and the bright sun shone out Upon a world at rest. There was no leaf In motion, and the loud winds slept, and all 5 10 15 By the harsh voice of man; and distant sound, In attitude of prayer — and then the hymn, - Sincere in its low melody, went up To worship God. THE TABLES TURNED. [WORDSWORTH.] Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books Or surely you'll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; 25 1 Rule XXI., Rem. 14. * Rules X and XXI., Rem. 8. The sun above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green fields has spread, Books!! 'tis a dull and endless strife; Come, hear the woodland Linnet, And hark! how blithe the Throstle sings! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let nature be your teacher. She has a world of ready wealth, 10 Sweet is the love which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things. -We murder to dissect. Enough of Science and of Art; Close up these barren leaves; Come forth, and bring with you a heart That watches and receives. 1 Rule XII. 20 25 THE WOUNDED HUSSAR.- ―[CAMPBELL.] Alone to the banks of the dark-rolling Danube, “Oh whither,” she cried, "hast thou wander'd, my lover? Or here dost thou welter and bleed on the shore? "What voice did I hear? 'twas my Henry that sigh'd!" 5 From his bosom that heav'd, the last torrent was streaming, 10 14 How smit was poor Adelaide's heart at the sight! "Thou shalt live," she replied, "Heaven's mercy relieving "Thou charmer of life, ever tender and true! 20 -the poor wounded Hussar !? SOLITUDE. [H. K. WHITE.] It is not that my lot is low, That bids the silent tear to flow; 25 Rule XXI., Rem. 13. * Rule I. It is not grief that bids me moan, In woods and glens I love to roam, 10 The autumn leaf is sere and dead, It floats upon the water's bed; I would not be a leaf, to die Without recording sorrow's sigh! The woods and winds, with sudden wail, 15 Tell all the same unvaried tale; I've none to smile when I am free, And when I sigh to sigh with me. Yet in my dreams a form I view, That thinks on me, and loves me too; CHAPTER III. SURRENDER OF GRENADA.-[IRVING.] 1. The sun had scarcely begun to shed his beams upon the summits of the snowy mountains which rise above Grenada, when the Christian camp was in motion. 2. A detachment of horse and foot led by distinguished cavaliers, and accompanied by Hernando de Talavera, bishop of Avila, proceeded to take possession of the Alhambra and the towers. 3. It had been stipulated in the capitulation, that the detachment sent for the purpose should not enter by the streets of the city. A road had, therefore, been opened outside of the walls, leading by the Puerta de los Molinos (or the Gate of the Mills) to the summit of the Hill of Martyrs, and across the hill to the postern-gate of the Alhambra. 4. When the detachment arrived at the summit of the hill, the Moorish king came forth from the gate, attended by a handful of cavaliers, leaving his vizier to deliver up the place. 5. "Go, senior," said he, to the commander of the detachment; "go and take possession of those fortresses which Allah has bestowed upon your powerful lord, in punishment of the sins of the Moors!" 6. He said no more, but passed mournfully on, along by the same road by which the Spanish cavaliers had come, descending to the vega, to meet the catholic sovereigns. 7. The troops entered the Alhambra, the gates of which were wide open, and all its splendid courts and halls silent and deserted. In the meantime the christian court and army poured out of the city of Santa Fe, and advanced across the vega. 8. 'The king and queen, with the prince and princesses, and the dignitaries and ladies of the court, took the lead; accompanied by the different orders of monks and friars, and surrounded by the royal guards, splendidly arrayed. 9. The procession moved slowly forward, and paused at the village of Armilla, at the distance of half a league from the city. |