"Fare thee well, fare thee well!

See, I have been to the sweetest bowers,

And cull'd from garden and from heath The tenderest of all tender flowe rs,

And blended in my wreath

The violet and the blue harebell,

And one frail rose in its earliest bloom;
Alas! I meant it for thy hair,
And now I fling it on thy tomb,
To weep and wither there!

Fare ye well, fare ye well!

Sleep, sleep, my love, in fragrant shade,

Droop, droop to-night, thou blushing token;

A fairer flower shall never fade,

Nor a fonder heart be broken!

EVERY-DAY CHARACTERS.

EVERY-DAY CHARACTERS.

I. THE VICAR.

SOME years ago, ere Time and Taste
Had turned our parish topsy-turvy,
When Darnel Park was Darnel Waste,

And roads as little known as scurvy,
The man who lost his way between

St. Mary's Hill and Sandy Thicket, Was always shown across the Green, And guided to the Parson's wicket.

Back flew the bolt of lisson lath;

Fair Margaret in her tidy kirtle,

Led the lorn traveller up the path,

Through clean-clipt rows of box and myrtle :

And Don and Sancho, Tramp and Tray,

Upon the parlour steps collected,

Wagged all their tails and seemed to say, "Our master knows you; you're expected!"

Up rose the Reverend Dr. Brown,

Up rose the Doctor's "winsome marrow;"