The Child's Wish in June.

OTHER, mother, the winds are at play,
prithee, let me be idle to-day.

look, dear mother, the flowers all lie
languidly under the bright blue sky.
see how slowly the streamlet glides;
look how the violet roguishly hides;
even the butterfly rests on the rose,
and scarcely sips the sweets as he goes.
poor Tray is asleep in the noonday sun,
and the flies go about him one by one;
and Pussy sits near with a sleepy grace,
without ever thinking of washing her face.
there flies a bird to a neighbouring tree,
but very lazily flieth he;

and he sits and twitters a gentle note,
that scarcely ruffles his little throat.
you bid me be busy; but, mother, hear

how the humdrum grasshopper soundeth near;
and the soft west-wind is so light in its play,
it scarcely moves a leaf on the spray.

I wish, oh I wish, I were yonder cloud,
that sails about with its misty shroud:
books and work I no more should see,
but I'd come and float, dear mother, o'er thee.

FELICIA HEMANS.

Schiff und Herz.

Uebel ist ein Schiff berathen auf dem sturmbewegten Meer; doch ein Herz im Sturm der Liebe ist es wahrlich noch viel

mehr:

jenes wirft die schweren Lasten, die es drücken, über Bord; dieses schifft mit voller Ladung durch die wilden Fluthen fort.

W. MUELLER.

Otium rogat.

TIA agunt venti luduntque impune per hortos; o sine cum ventis otia, mater, agam. cara, vide, mater, quam caerulus ardeat aether, ut flos sub nimio langucat igne poli. aspice quam lenta decurrat rivulus unda, ut viola astute condat odora caput, papilioque, suis modo quaerens otia pennis, vix tenerae libet suavia mella rosae. sub medio iacet axe canis, fruiturque sopore, quem vaga circumiens plurima musca salit; proxima dum felis, molli languore soluta, non, ut saepe, suo lubricat ora pede.

aspice, vicinae quae nunc petit arboris umbram, segniter ut pennis aëra pulset avis;

iamque lubens sedet, et, vix moto gutture, pigrum expromit tenui languida voce melos.

pensa iubes mea, mater, amem librosque molestos, cum celebrat festum rauca cicada diem, cum zephyri ludit tenero levis aura susurro, commovet arboreas vix tamen illa comas? pectore quam laeto fierem nubecula, cuius navigat aetheriam pensilis umbra viam, ut tibi, dimissis studiis, carissima mater, adfluerem recreans duxque comesque forem.

J. S. J.

Amor Naufragus.

RISTE ratis pelagi medio correpta furore; tristius in vitae turbine prensus Amor. iacturam facit illa levisque supervolat undas; hic fera sollicitum per freta portat onus.

K.

The Benediction.

EACE be around thee wherever thou rovest, may life be for thee one summer's day, and all that thou wishest, and all that thou lovest come smiling around thy sunny way! if sorrow e'er this calm should break,

may e'en thy tears pass off so lightly that, like spring showers, they only make the smiles that follow shine more brightly: may Time, who sheds his blight o'er all and daily dooms some joy to death, o'er thee let years so gently fall,

they shall not crush one flower beneath. as half in shade and half in sun

the world along its path advances,

may that side the sun's upon

be all that e'er shall meet thy glances.

Loch Katrine.

ND now, to issue from the glen,

MOORE.

no pathway meets the wanderer's ken,
unless he climb, with footing nice,

a far-projecting precipice.

the broom's tough roots his ladder made,
the hazel saplings lent their aid;
and thus an airy point he won,
where, gleaming with the setting sun,
one burnished sheet of living gold,
Loch Katrine lay beneath him rolled,
in all her length far winding lay,
with promontory, creek, and bay,
and islands that, empurpled bright,
floated amid the livelier light,

and mountains, that like giants stand,
to sentinel enchanted land.

SCOTT.

Τῶνδ ̓ ὄνησιν εὔχομαι.

E circum Pax alma volet, quocumque vageris,
unum eat aestivum vita imitata diem;

quidquid et in votis fuerit tibi, amabile quidquid, adveniat, laetas concelebretque vias.

quod si forte dolor placidum maculaverit aevum,
splendet ut ex verno gratior imbre dies,
non aliter lacrimis fuga maturetur, ut ipsos
plenior in risus accumuletur honos.
quae nihil obducta non vi robiginis aetas

proruit, inque dies singula nostra rapit, te super invisos tam leniter ingerat annos innocuum ut teneris floribus addat onus. dum medius noctis patiens mediusque diei

quod semel instituit volvitur orbis iter, a precor illa tuo tantum versetur in ore quae pars assiduis solibus aucta nitet.

Speluncae vivique Lacus.

W. G. C.

AMQUE viatori sublucet semita nusquam,
vallis inaccessos explicitura sinus,

ni queat, arte regens vestigia lubrica, pronum
et procul impendens exsuperare iugum.
praebet opem scalasque tenax radice genista;
fertque suum corylus lenta ministerium.
mox apicem aërium nanctus de vertice summo
prospexit rutilum sole cadente lacum,
qua Katrina palus, velut aurea bractea, late
lucida purpureis porrigeretur aquis;

quam longa et scopulos et procurrentia in undas litora curvaret dividuosque sinus;

quaeque reniderent terrae, mediisque micantes narent, splendidius qua iubar esset, aquis; quique loco starent montes, ceu turma gigantum, custodes magicae praesidiumque plagae.

T. S. E.

The Mariners of England.

E Mariners of England,

who guard our native seas,

whose flag has braved a thousand years

the battle and the breeze,

your glorious standard launch again

to meet another foe,

and sweep through the deep,

while the stormy winds do blow, while the battle rages loud and long, and the stormy winds do blow.

The spirits of your fathers

shall start from every wave;

for the deck it was their field of fame,
and ocean was their grave:
where Blake and mighty Nelson fell,
your manly breasts shall glow,

as ye sweep through the deep,

while the stormy winds do blow, while the battle &c.

Britannia needs no bulwark,

no towers along the steep;

her march is o'er the mountain waves, her home is on the deep.

with thunders from her native oak

she quells the floods below,

as they roar on the shore,

when the stormy winds do blow, when the battle &c.

The meteor-flag of England shall yet terrific burn,

till danger's troubled night depart, and the star of peace return.

then, then, ye ocean warriors, our song and feast shall flow