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CHARADES AND ENIGMAS.*
The First is for love and thee, Mary,–
And so firmly hold
Those links of gold,
The Second is ever free, Mary,-
As the fires that fly
From the poet's eye,
Though the First be a wayward thing, Mary,-
In the midnight hour,
* Should the solutions be required, they will be found given in the Table of Contents to this volume.
Through thy short and shadowy span
Sir Hilary charged at Agincourt,
Sooth 'twas an awful day!
Had little time to pray,
My First to all the brave and proud
Who see to-morrow's sun; My Next with her cold and quiet cloud To those who find their dewy shroud
Before to-day's be done ; And both together to all blue eyes That weep when a warrior nobly dies.
A TEMPLAR kneel'd at a friar's knee;
Or called for a contribution-
A venal absolution.
“Oh, Father! in the dim twilight
I have sinned a grievous sin to-night;
“I rent my victim's coat of green ;
I grasp'd him, Father, all the while
Until his glass was dry !
“Though he was rich, and very old,
I did not touch a grain of gold,
“My son ! my son ! for this thou hast done, Though the sands of thy life for aye should run,"
The merry monk did say ; “ Though thine eye be bright, and thine heart be light, Hot spirits shall haunt thee all the night,
Blue devils all the day.”
The thunders of the Church were ended,