A Rainy Day.

The day is cold and dark and dreary,
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall;
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold and dark and dreary,
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And my days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining:
Thy fate is the common fate of all;

Into each life some rain must fall,

Some days must be dark and dreary.

LONGFELLOW.

Charlie.

Over the water and over the lea,
And over the water to Charlie.
Charlie loves good ale and wine,
And Charlie loves good brandy
And Charlie loves a pretty lass,
As sweet as sugar-candy.

JACOBITE SONG.

Tempestas Caelum contraxit.

Horrida pallentem contristant frigora lucem,
Flabraqve cum pluviis inreqvieta suis.
Vitis amans haeret muro, sed cuilubet aurae
Dat folia: et maestus flet sine sole dies.
Et mihi pallentem contristant frigora vitam,
Flabraqve cum pluviis inreqvieta suis.
Praeterito meus haeret amor, sed qvaeqve iuventae
Spes perit: et maesti flent sine sole dies.
Disce tacere tamen, cor flebile, mitte qverelas;
Invida sol ultra nubila lucet adhuc.

Sors tua communis mundi: sua cuiqve procella;
Cuiqve suus qvondam flet sine sole dies.

Star after Star decays.

How oft has the Benshee cried;
How oft has Death untied
Bright links that Glory wove,

Sweet bonds entwined by Love!
Peace to each manly soul that sleepeth;
Rest to each faithful eye that weepeth;
Long may the fair and brave
Sigh o'er the hero's grave!

We've fallen upon gloomy days,

Star after star decays;

Every bright name that shed.

Light o'er the land is fled.

Dark falls the tear of him who mourneth
Lost joy or hope that ne'er returneth;

But brightly flows the tear

Wept o'er a hero's bier.

Oh, quenched are our beacon-lights:
Thou of the hundred fights;
Thou on whose burning tongue
Truth, peace, and freedom hung;

Both mute: but long as valour shineth,

Or mercy's soul at war repineth,

So long shall Erin's pride

Tell how they lived and died.

MOORE.

Astra cadentia.

Infaustos qvoties strix cecinit modos,
Fatali qvoties Mors secuit manu
Quae vel texuerat Gloria vincula,
Vel sacrarat Amor pius.

Sint pacata animis somnia masculis ;
Sit fidis oculis post lacrumas qvies;
Virtus virgineis iuncta decoribus
Heroum ad tumulum gemat.

Nos inter nebulas sors tulit horridas :
Stellae post alias en aliae cadunt;
Magni qvidqvid erat nominis, aut facem
Praebebat populo, perit.

Tristis gutta fluit qvae dolet inritas
Spes aut laetitiam non revocabilem :
Heroum ad cineres fusa decentior
Stillat debita lacruma.

Fugerunt speculis lampades omnibus :
Te, centum celebris dux bone praeliis,
Teqve O cui labiis fluxit ab igneis
Pax et libera Veritas,

Ambos nox premit: at dum viget incluta
Virtus, dum Pietas Martis opus dolet,
Qvo vitam eximiam funere clauserint
Nativae recinent lyrae.

H. J. H.

I I

Alcides.

Alcides thus his race began:

O'er infancy he swiftly ran:

The future god at first was more than man.
Dangers and toils and Juno's hate

E'en o'er his cradle lay in wait,

And there he grappled first with fate :

In his young hand the hissing snakes he pressed; So early was the deity confessed.

Thus by degrees he rose to Jove's imperial seat: Thus difficulties prove a soul legitimately great.

DRYDEN.

The Narcissus.

I saw the pride of all the meadow,
At morn a gay narcissus blow
Upon a river's bank, whose shadow

Bloomed in the silver waves below.
By noontide's heat its youth was wasted,
The waters as they passed complained;
At eve its glories all were blasted,

And not one former grace remained.
While the mild rose, more safely growing
Low in the unaspiring vale,

Amidst retirement's shelter blowing,

Long sheds its sweetness on the gale.

COWPER.