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MOODS OF THE MIND.
Despondency.--A Reverie. 'Twas on the evening of an August day,
A day of clouds and tempest, that I stood
Within the shade of over-arching wood,
The boughs above were dripping; and the sky
Threw down the shadows of despondency,
side Against an oak, and sighed o'er human pride! I thought of life, and love, and earthly bliss,
Of all we pine for, pant for, and pursue,
And found them like the mist, or matin dew,
Upon the tablet that records their worth ;
They have co-mingled with their parent earth, And only in our dreams of yore are seen,
Our visions of the by-past, which have fled,
To leave us wandering 'mid the buried dead. I thought of men, who looked upon my face,
Breathing, and life-like, breathless now and cold,
I heard their voices issuing from the mould,
All evening on my knees, and pressed my hand,
Their cherub features and their accents bland, Their innocence,- and their untimely fate ;
How soon their flower was cropt, and laid below
The turf, where daisies spring, and lilies blow. I thought of sunless regions, where the day
Smiles not, and all is dreariness and death ;
Of weltering oceans, where the winter's breath
Of ancient castles mouldering to the dust
Of swords, long used in war, bedimm'd with rust, Hanging in danky vaults, upon the walls,
Where coffined warriors rest, amid the night
Of darkness, never tinged by morning light.
The speckled frog was leaping 'mid the grass,
The night scowled gloomier down :- I could not throw
From off my heart the weary weight of woe,
Beholding only in the earth and air
A No II.
The Woodland Glen.
The Evening Star is bright,
Is heard, with calm delight,
When the heart is sullen, and sad, and lonely,
Mid worldly toil and care;
Behind leave blank despair,
With tresses long and drear,
Their boughs in waters clear ;
Adown their pebbly beds ;
The azure gloom that spreads,
If fortune prove unkind,
And breathe the fragrant wind,
The Isle of Despair. A Vision.
Cold blew the noisy winds unceasingly
Of frozen masses, with o'erwhelming force,
Sure to the voice of man these barren rocks
What moving creature stirs on yonder height,
The famished bear came by,
The clouds grew dark--the shadows hovered round
MARK MACRABIN, the Cameronian.
(Continued from Last Number.)
Adventure with the Gypsies.
Mine honest and ancient friend, the present from the minister's wife of Cameronian, having forsaken the gen. Kipplekimmer--a handmaiden on eitle lady of Lagghill, and her kind
and ther side accompanied her on foot, and enthusiastic followers, thus continued four men, bearing green branches, folhis narrative." Truly, Miles Cameron, lowed. The procession was closed by wise was he who rendered into rhyme the congregation marching in mass, that famous maxim of circumspection conducting a cavalcade of horses loadand prudence, 'Ay keep something ed with the travelling equipage of the to yoursel', you scarcely tell to ony, establishment. The men and the woand wiser still would men be could men sung, alternately, verses of a wild they practise it. My next adventure hymn-between every verse the four was a strange one, and happened men winded their horns, and thus they among a people of unstable residence, pursued their journey till they passed infirm faith, and imperfect morality. from my sight among the woods of the When I promised to relate my history, vale of Dalgonar. I might have held, by mental re- “ From gazing on those respectable servation, the right of exercising my enthusiasts, I turned my face towards own judgment on indiscreet or un- the river Nith, my forlorn condition seemly circumstances; and truly, my began to claim my concern, and I readventure with the hopeful progeny of solved to pass into the moorland part Black-at-the-bane is a thing not to be of the parish of Closeburn, and seek proclaimed in the public places. The employment as a shepherd. I was acprofane songs and profaner conduct quainted with several opulent Cameof a moving camp of roving gypsies ronian moorland farmers, and I had a will sound unseemly after the enthu- love for their patriarchal calling. I siastic hymns and hosannahs of my had acquired, from tale and from song, excellent friends the Buchanites. And a great liking to shepherds' pipes, well yet there is a kind of pleasure in replenished scrips, kilted damsels, and speaking of conduct and relating con- kitted whey. I thought, too, it was versation, of which prudence cannot assuredly a pleasant thing to lie in the wholly approve-it relieves the mono- sun, on the green side of a high hill, tony of sedate thought, brings the with all my flooks around me, listensunny morning of youth upon us ao ing to the lilting o' the laverocks, and gain—it is a joy that the gravest in- daun'er with them down the green dulge in-and so, with the quiet at- margin of a burn among the flowers tention of my friend, and the inspire and the primroses. Resolving to prove ing aid of this potent 'peat reek; I the charms of this primitive vocation, shall proceed.
I hastened on my way, making the up“ Leaving Lagghill and Lagg's ru- lands ring with the charming old ined tower behind me, I ascended a Nithsdale song of the ' Wakerife green eminence on the opposite side, Minnie.' and, looking back from its summit, “ I soon found myself on the borsaw the camp of our lady descending ders of the old forest, which covers the into the plain towards the stream of eastern side of the hills of the Keir, Dalgonar. It was conducted with all and reaching down to the Nith, lines the precision, and much of the pomp, its margin with stately groves of ash, of a regular march. Four men bear, elm, and oak, the whole thickly intering green boughs marched in front woven with hazel, mountain-ash, sloetwo others followed, blowing at inter- thorn, and green holly. Through vals on harvest horns then came our these ancient groves, and chiefly on lady, mounted on a white poney, a the river bank, the laird had cut many
pathways, and as no one ever accused ty of the place, called it the " Fairy him of an aim in his improvements, Knowe.” But the folly of man had his roads had, singular terminations. profaned the haunt of the Good One greensward winding-way led, Folk;' the spade and the axe had cut with a kind of Will-o'-wisp wander- their way through many a thicket of ing, to the sheer brink of one of the honeysuckle and holly, to the foot of deepest pools in the river-another this beautiful hillock, and two lodges, pathway pursued its course to the floored and thatched with ivy, seemed verge of an impassable thicket—and to promise centinels to watch the saone, more beautiful still, chose to stop cred ground. Into this winding path at the base of a steep rock, where the it was my fortune to fall, as I endeavwild cats reared their young, and the oured to force my way round the eneagle found a resting-place when he closure of holly, and I obtained a chose his first spring lamb from the sight, for the first time, of the famous flocks of Nithsdale. It was full three Fairy Knowe, reposing in the silent miles of rough road round, to go by either splendour of moonlight. The folly of the eastern or western extremity of the the laird had not halted at the foot of wood-and as the night was calm and the hillock; it had found its way to anelouded, I leaped over the fence the summit. In the very centre of which defined, but did not defend, the the Fairy ring a square tower of masonlimit of the forest, and setting my ry had been constructing for many face for the green mountain of Queens- years, and had already reached the berry, went fearlessly forward. The height of forty feet, with buttress, way at first was exceedingly pleasant- loop-hole, and embrazure. The laird the forest was portioned out into had some hopes of finding a use for it. clumps of trees, the tall, and the He had long hesitated about a suitable dwart, and the shrub all intermixed, name. When his masons were weary and among them green knolls and with building houses, whose pondergreen sward plats were thick and de- ous roofs and impending battlements lightful The moon poured full on scared away all tenants-with raising my path her slant and softened light, stone walls round fields which lacked and showed the ring-doves and the nourishment for a thistle—and with rooks sitting in pairs abreast among rearing buttresses of mortar and stone the thiekest branches. I crossed one on scaurs and burn-banks, to preserve or two of the laird's roads, and rested trees from falling that were not worth myself on several of his hermitages, or tenpence—when they had finished all rude lodges of dry stone, matted over these, away they marched with trowel floor, and wall, and roof, with a thick and hammer, to the Fairy Knowe, to and trailing mass of green ivy. Pro- add another annual yard to the alti. ceeding onward, I entered the dark tude of this new Babel. and untrodden bosom of the wood, nor “I stood and looked on this mass of did I enter it without awe. The trees, mortar and rock, which encumbered over-arching high above me, formed a this romantic hillock, but I soon found roof thick and verdant, through which another subject for contemplation. Adthe moon could visit me with little of vancing through an arch-way, cut out her cheering light, and the wood of the holly rampart by the removal of pigeons, having forsaken this thick and a dwarf-bush, I observed the building, gloomy grove, left it to the undisturb- unfinished though it was, was inhabited possession of the gleds and the ed, for a thin blue smoke curled slowhooded ravens. These birds of prey ly towards the moon, and a light glimand evil omen sat visible on the upper mered from all the lower loop-holes. boughs, evidently enjoying the luxury The character of those who had thus of the sweet evening.
chosen to themselves an habitation, "My progress was at last impeded by and entered as tenants at will, requira natural barrier of thick green holly, ed little waste of thought. A dozen which, sloping upwards from the fo- of asses, all tethered and reposing rest-sward, formed a rampart fifteen round the building, were to me as feet high, as close and impassable as a sure a sign of a troop of gypsies, as wall of stone. Nature had woven this the personal assurance of the patriarch verdant tracery round a large green of the tribe himself; and this assurknoll in the centre of the wood : the ance was not long wanting. Advancing peasants, from the seclusion and beau- with a rash eagerness to reconnoitre,