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"May our prophet grant my wishes, Haughty chief, thou shalt be mine; Thou shalt drink that cup of sorrow Which I drank when I was thine."

Like a lion turns the warrior,
Back he sends an angry glare;
Whizzing came the Moorish javelin,
Vainly whizzing, through the air.

Back the hero, full of fury,

Sent a deep and mortal wound; Instant sunk the renegado,

Mute and lifeless, on the ground.

With a thousand Moors surrounded,
Brave Saavedra stands at bay;
Wearied out, but never daunted,
Cold at length the warrior lay.

Near him fighting, great Alonzo
Stout resists the Paynim bands;
From his slaughtered steed dismounted,
Firm intrenched behind him stands.

Furious press the hostile squadron,
Furious he repels their rage;

Loss of blood at length enfeebles;
Who can war with thousands wage

Where yon rock the plain o'ershadows,
Close beneath its foot retired,

Fainting sunk the bleeding hero,
And without a groan expired.

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NOSE AND EYES.- Cowper.

BETWEEN Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose ;
The spectacles set them unhappily wrong;
The point in dispute was, as all the world knows,
To which the said spectacles ought to belong.

So the Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause
With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning;
While Chief-justice Ear sat to balance the laws,
So famed for his talent in nicely discerning.

"In behalf of the Nose, it will quickly appear,
And your lordship," he said, "will undoubtedly
find,

That the Nose has had spectacles always in wear,
Which amounts to possession time out of mind."

Then holding the spectacles up to the court,

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'Your lordship observes they are made with a
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As wide as the ridge of the Nose is; in short,
Designed to sit close to it, just like a saddle.

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Again, would your lordship a moment suppose (Tis a case that has happened, and may be again) That the visage or countenance had not a Nose,

Pray who would or who could wear spectacles then?

"On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.”

Then, shifting his side, as a lawyer knows how,
He pleaded again in behalf of the Eyes;
But what were his arguments few people know,
For the Court did not think they were equally wise.

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So his lordship decreed, with a grave solemn tone,
Decisive and clear, without one if or but,
That whenever the Nose put his spectacles on,
By daylight or candle-light, Eyes should be shut.

TRADITIONARY BALLAD― Mary Howitt.

THE FAIRIES OF THE CALDON-LOW. A MIDSUMMER LEGEND.

"AND where have you been, my Mary,
And where have you been from me?"
"I've been at the top of the Caldon-Low,
The midsummer night to see!"

“And what did you see, my Mary,
All up on the Caldon-Low?"
“I saw the blithe sunshine come down,
And I saw the merry winds blow."

"And what did you hear, my Mary,
All up on the Caldon-Hill?"
"I heard the drops of water made,
And the green corn-ears to fill.”

"O, tell me all, my Mary, -
All, all that ever you know;
you must have seen the fairies,
Last night, on Caldon-Low."

For

"Then take me on your knee, mother,
And listen, mother of mine;
A hundred fairies danced last night,
And the harpers they were nine.

"And merry was the glee of the harp-strings, And their dancing feet so small;

But, O, the sound of the talking

Was merrier far than all!"

"And what were the words, my Mary, That you did hear them say?"

"I'll tell all, my you

mother,

But let me have my way!

"And some, they played with the water, And rolled it down the hill:

'And this,' they said, 'shall speedily turn The poor old miller's mill;

"For there has been no water
Ever since the first of May;
And a busy man shall the miller be
By the dawning of the day!

"O, the miller, how he will laugh
When he sees the mill-dam rise!
The jolly old miller, how he will laugh,
Till the tears fill both his eyes!'

"And some, they seized the little winds,
That sounded over the hill,

And each put a horn into his mouth,
And blew so sharp and shrill :-

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"And there,' said they, the merry winds go,

Away from every horn;

And those shall clear the mildew dank

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From the blind old widow's corn!

“O, the

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blind old widow,poor,

Though she has been blind so long,

She'll be merry enough when the mildew's gone, And the corn stands stiff and strong!'

"And some they brought the brown lint-seed,
And flung it down from the Low:
'And this,' said they, 'by the sunrise,
In the weaver's croft shall grow!

"O the poor, lame weaver,
How he will laugh outright
When he sees his dwindling flax-field
All full of flowers by night!'

"And then upspoke a brownie,
With a long beard on his chin:
'I have spun up all the tow,' said he,
And I want some more to spin.

"I've spun a piece of hempen cloth, And I want to spin another,

A little sheet for Mary's bed,

And an apron for her mother!'

"And with that I could not help but laugh,
And I laughed out loud and free;
And then on the top of the Caldon-Low
There was no one left but me.

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