7. She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modèst grace; But gaze upon her face. 8. I told her of the knight that wōre 9. I told her how he pined-and ah! 10. She listened with a flitting blush, 11. But when I told the cruel scorn That crazed that bold and lovely knight, 12. That sometimes from the savage den, 13. There came and looked him in the face 14. And that, unknowing what he did, He leaped amid a murderous band, 15. And how she wept, and clasped his knees; The scorn that crazed his brain ;— 16. And that she nursed him in a cave ; And how his madnèss went away, When on the yellow forest-leaves 17. His dying words-but when I reached 18. All impulses of soul and sense 19. And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, 20. She wept with pity and delight- I heard her breathe my name. 21. Her bosom heaved; she stepped aside- 22. She half inclosed me with her arms: 23. 'Twas partly love, and partly fear, 24. I calmed her fears, and she was calm, And told her love with virgin pride; And so I won my Genevieve, My bright and beauteous bride. COLERIDGE. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE, one of the most imaginative and original of poets, the youngest son of the vicar of St. Mary Ottery, in Devonshire, England, was born at that place in October, 1772. Left an orphan in his ninth year, he was educated for seven years at Christ's Hospital; and in 1791 he became student of Jesus College, Cambridge. His reading embraced almost numberless books, especially on theology, metaphysics, and poetry. In 1794 was published the drama called "The Fall of Robespierre," of which the first act was Coleridge's, and the other two were Southey's. In 1795 he married Miss Fricker, whose sister soon afterward became Mrs. Southey; and in the same year he became acquainted with Wordsworth. About the same period he went to reside in a cottage at Stowey, Somersetshire, about two miles from the residence of the latter; and the poets bound themselves in the closest friendship. He here wrote some of his most beautiful poetry-his "Ode on the Departing Year," "Tears in Solitude," "France, an Ode," "Frost at Midnight," the first part of "Christabel," "The Ancient Mariner," and his tragedy of "Remorse." In 1798 he went to Germany to complete his education, and resided for fourteen months at Ratzburg and Gottingen. On his return to England he resided in the lake district near Southey and Wordsworth, and contributed political articles and poems for the "Morning Post" newspaper, which was followed, some years later, by similar employment in the "Courier." For fifteen months, in 1804 and 1805, he was secretary to Sir Alexander Ball, the governor of Malta. In 1816 he found a quiet and friendly home in the house of Mr. Gillman, surgeon of Highgate, where, after a residence of eighteen years, he died in July, 1834. There both mind and body were restored from the excitement and ill health caused by the use of opium, first taken in illness, and afterward used habitually. His numerous productions in prose and verse, as well as his unsurpassed Table-Talk, have since been published, proving a perpetual delight; and, like Nature, furnishing subjects of admiration and imitation for the refined and observing. V. 101. LADY CLARE. T was the time when lilies blow, 2. I trow they did not part in scorn: 3. "He does not love me for my birth, Nor for my lands so broad and fair; 4. In there came old Alice the nurse, Said, "Who was this that went from thee? 5. "O God be thanked!" said Alice the nurse, Lord Ronald is heir of all your lands, And you are not the Lady Clare." 6. "Are ye out of your mind, my nurse, my nurse ?” Said Lady Clare, "that ye speak so wild ?" "As God's above," said Alice the nurse, "I speak the truth: you are my child. 7. "The old Earl's daughter died at my breast; I speak the truth as I live by bread! I buried her like my own sweet child, And put my child in her stead." 8. "Falsely, falsely have ye done, O mother," she said, "if this be true, 9. "Nay now, my child," said Alice the nurse, 10. "If I'm a beggar born," she said, "I will speak out, for I dare not lie : Pull off, pull off the brooch of gold, And fling the diamond necklace by." 11. "Nay now, my child," said Alice the nurse, "But keep the secret all ye can.' She said, "Not so: but I will know, If there be any faith in man." 12. "Nay now, what faith ?" said Alice the nurse; "The man will cleave unto his right." "And he shall have it," the lady replied, 66 'Though I should die to-night." 13. "Yět give one kiss to your mother dear! "O mother, mother, mother," she said, 14. "Yet here's a kiss for my mother dear, 15. She clad herself in a russet gown- She went by dale, and she went by down, 16. The lily-white doe Lord Ronald had brought Dropt her head in the maiden's hand, And followed her all the way. 17. Down stept Lord Ronald from his tower That are the flower of all the earth ?" 18. "If I come drest like a village maid, 19. “Play me no tricks," said Lord Ronald, 20. Oh, and proudly stood she up! Her heart within her did not fail: 21. He laughed a laugh of merry scorn: And I," said he, "the next of blood— 22. "If you are not the heiress born, We two will wed to-morrow morn, And you shall still be-LADY CLARE.” TENNYSON. ALFRED TENNYSON, poet laureate of England, the son of a clergyman, was born in Lincolnshire, in 1810. He received his university education at Trinity College, Cambridge. His first volume of poems was published in 1830; his second, three years afterward. Some of his early minor pieces, as well as selections from "The Princess," are simple, true to nature, and exquisitely beautiful. "In Memoriam," one of his most characteristic poems, is the most important contribution which has yet been given to what may strictly be entitled Elegiae Poetry. It first appeared in 1850, nearly twenty years after the death of young Hallam, the son of the celebrated historian, to whom he was bound by many |