Light to the breeze I see her tresses flung, See in my heart, of which she holds the key: I do not dare pourtray-how fair, how glorious she. VI. Ne'er viewed I Phœbus in such glory rise, -Yes; well I watched him, with his bended bow, And madly would again the perilous sight behold. R. STANZAS FOR MUSIC. BY WILLIAM READ, ESQ. THE Infant at its mother's breast Will reach to grasp the stars above So I, alas! have lost my rest By aiming at ambitious love. I saw thee, and my peace was gone, 'Mid orbs that beamed till you drew nigh; And madly set my heart upon The brightest star in beauty's sky. And oft, and oft, with visions rife, But vain were hopes, and vain was love,- For me no planet glows above, THE MILITARY SPECTACLE. I canna tell a', I canna a', Some gat a skelp and some gat a claw And they rode and they run, And afore they were done, There was many a Featherstone gat sic a stun, Old Border Ballad. "GENTLE Reader," if you are young and imaginative, allow me to request, before you proceed, that you will not let these words "Military Spectacle" carry your ideas into foreign parts, among battles, sieges, victories, and processions; for my tale has nothing to do with "the pomp and circumstance of war." It contains merely the "short and simple annals" of an "auld lang syne" Military Spectacle, exhibited, no one but myself knows where, by the nobody but myself knows what County cavalry, in honour of one of the birthdays of our late venerable King. I am thus precise in my narrative, lest some person or other should maliciously suppose it intended to convey an accurate description of any local military spectacle which may have been performed R 2 during the present reign. Forbid it, truth and justice that a Sergeant in the Yeomanry should so indecorously and unjustly libel his civil-military brethren! How well do I remember that 4th of June! I could almost fancy myself once more in that quiet country town, then in a complete uproar with men, women, and children," little dogs and all," assembled to see the sight. I could think I heard again the rich ringing melody of those church-bells, shrilly, and yet sweetly, overpowering all the din and dissonance of human voices. But I am getting sentimental, and so reader, instead of giving you my history from the mouldy stores of memory, I will just turn to my notebook, and transcribe for you what I wrote down two hours" after sight." There-the ink is pale with age, but the sketch is vivid enough; for it was taken literally, and when I was young-" Ah, happy days! once more, who would not be a boy?" I believe I am admirably fitted to be the historian of the —shire Cavalry, because their evolutions are, in point of order and discipline, pretty much upon a par with my own. They entered the street with the order and regularity of a flock of geese making for a barn door. Some came in quick time, others in slow time, but the generality came in no time at all;—the riders sat as upright as they are accustomed to do in the counting-house, and the horses held up their heads to the full as well as when their necks are hampered by the cart collar. Not a few riders seemed frightened at their steeds; many of the steeds appeared equally alarmed at their riders; and, to my thinking, the spectators had a very reasonable dread of both. I cannot describe the numerous and peculiar movements which they went through on that august occasion; for it struck me as doubtful, whether they were taken from any military system at present existing, or whether they were invented for the especial use of the Cavalry, or whether they were not the especial invention of the —shire Cavalry themselves. shire At length, however, they succeeded in forming a straight line, i. e. one not entirely crooked; and in standing still, i. e. being in only occasional motion. There were servants, children, and underlings, on the house-tops, and in the attics; in the stories below stood shop-girls and professional ladies and gentlemen of all kinds: this class had been indulged with a little holiday to look at the soldiers, and they further indulged themselves with the hope that the soldiers would look at them. There were, I must admit, some really genteel, sensible people (like my own party) who came for a lounge, for a laugh, but from no vulgar motive whatsoever. Others there were, who came from the pure, downright, determined love of sight seeing; matrons, neither few nor |