*purposely left to the human mind, that man may be †induced to follow it from the charms which *novelty *confers; and the sentiments which it awakens are not expressly enjoined, that they may be enjoyed as the spontaneous growth of our own imagination. While they seem, however, to spring up unbidden in the mind, they are, in fact, produced by the spirit of religion; and those who imagine that they are not the fit subject of Christian instruction, are ignorant of the secret workings, and finer analogies, of the faith which they profess. 1. I COME, I come! ye have call'd me long; 2. I have breath'd on the south, and the chestnut flowers 3. I have look'd o'er the hills of the stormy north, And the reindeer bounds o'er the pasture free, And the moss looks bright where no foot hath been. 4. I have sent through the wood-paths a glowing sigh, 5. From the streams and founts I have loos'd the chain, They are flashing down from the mountain brows, 6. Come forth, O ye children of gladness, come! And the bounding footstep, to meet me, fly! 7. Away from the dwellings of care-worn men! 8. But ye! ye are chang'd since ye met me last! Which speaks of the world, where the flowers must die! 9. Ye are chang'd, ye are chang'd! and I see not here There were graceful heads, with their ringlets bright, 10. There were steps that flew o'er the cowslip's head, There were voices that rung through the sapphire-sky, Are they gone? Is their mirth from the mountains pass'd? 11. I know whence the shadow comes o'er you now, 12. They are gone from among you, the young and fair; Ye have lost the gleam of their shining hair! But I know of a land, where there falls no blight, I shall find them there, with their eyes of light! 13. The summer is coming, on soft winds borne ; Ye are mark'd by care, ye are mine no more. I go where the lov'd who have left you dwell, And the flowers are not death's; fare-ye-well, farewell! 1. THE summer day has clos'd; the sun is set: Well have they done their office, those bright hours, The latest of whose train goes softly out 2. 3. In the red west. The green blade of the ground Flowers of the garden and the waste have blown, Insects from the pools Have fill'd the air awhile with humming wings, The mother-bird hath broken for her brood Their prison-shells, or shov'd them from their nest, In bright alcoves, In woodland cottages with earthly walls, In noisome cells of the tumultous town, Mothers have clasp'd with joy the new-born babe. Of rivers and of ocean, by the ways Of the throng'd city, have been hollow'd out, And fill'd, and clos'd. This day hath parted friends, That ne'er before were parted; it hath knit Hath wooed; and it hath heard, from lips which late That told the wedded one her peace was flown. 4. Farewell to the sweet sunshine! one glad day CXLI. THE CRUSADER AND THE SARACEN. FROM WALTER SCOTT. CAFTAN; a kind of loose vest. 1. As the Knight of the Leopard fixed his eyes attentively on the distant cluster of palm-trees, which arose beside the well, assigned for his mid-day station, it seemed to him as if some object was moving among them. The distant form separated itself from the trees which partly hid its motions, and advanced toward the knight with a speed which soon showed a mounted horseman, whom his turban, long spear, and green caftan floating in the wind, on his nearer approach, showed to be a +Saracen *cavalier. "In the desert," saith an Eastern proverb, no man meets a friend." The crusader was totally indifferent whether the infidel, who now approached on his gallant barb, as if borne on the wings of an eagle, came as friend or foe: perhaps, as a vowed champion of the Cross, he might rather have preferred the latter. He disengaged his lance from his saddle, seized it with the right. hand, placed it in rest, with its point half elevated, gathered up the reins in the left, waked his horse's mettle with the spur, and prepared to encounter the stranger with the calm self-confidence belonging to the victor in many contests. 2. The Saracen came on at the speedy gallop of an Arab horseman, managing his steed more by his limbs and the +inflection of his body, than by any use of the reins, which hung loose in his left hand; so that he was enabled to wield the light, round buckler of the skin of the rhinoceros, ornamented with silver loops, which he wore on his arm, swinging it, as if he meant to oppose its slender circle to the formidable thrust of the western lance. 3. His own long spear was not couched, or leveled like that of his antagonist, but grasped by the middle with his right hand, and brandished at arm's length, above his head. As the cavalier approached his enemy, at full career, he seemed to expect that the Knight of the Leopard should put his horse to the gallop, to encounter him. But the Christian knight, well acquainted with the customs of eastern warriors, did not mean to exhaust his good horse by any unnecessary exertion; and, on the contrary, made a dead halt, confident that if the enemy advanced to the actual shock, his own weight and that of his powerful charger would give him sufficient advantage, without the momentum gained by rapid motion. 4. Equally sensible and tapprehensive of such a probable result, the Saracen cavalier, when he had approached toward the Christian within twice the length of his lance, wheeled his steed to the left, with inimitable dexterity, and rode twice around his antagonist, who, turning without quitting his ground, and presenting his front constantly to his enemy, frustrated his attempts to attack him on an unguarded point; so that the Saracen, wheeling his horse, was fain to retreat to the distance of a hundred yards. A second time, like a hawk attacking a heron, the heathen renewed the charge, and, a second time, was fain to retreat without coming to a close struggle. 5. A third time, he approached in the same manner, when the Christian knight, desirous to terminate this illusory warfare, in which he might, at length, have been worn out by the activity of his foeman, suddenly seized the *mace which hung at his saddle-bow, and with a strong hand and unerring aim, hurled it against the head of his assailant. The Saracen was just aware of the formidable missile, in time to interpose his light buckler betwixt the mace and his |