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THE SEA SIDE.
By the lone shore delaying
Though he withdraw his shining
Beyond a vaster ocean,
Their harpings day and night.
Thus, while through clouds of sorrow,
Small cause have we to borrow
The joys that fleet and fail;
On hopes within the veil.
THE RETURNING SINNER.
"There is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth." Luke xv. 10.
Hark! by th' angelic throng of heav'n,
A new melodious song is sung:
What mean those bursts of holy joy,
That flow from each immortal tongue ?
'Tis Gabriel bearing home the news
Of one that has begun to tread
Hark! now the song is louder still,
While through the heavens these words resound,
"He once was dead, but now he lives
"He once was lost, but now is found."
Then shall we still go on to sin,
And choose this earth instead of heaven?
And have our sins, through Christ forgiven.
Then, when a few more suns have set,
The joy of angels shall increase,
As up to yonder heaven we rise.
Isle of Wight.
A BRITISH TRIUMPH IN THE OLDEN TYME. [When the VICTORS AT AZINCOUR returned to England, they were met at the old Watering of St. Thomas, in the Kent-road, on the 23rd November, 1415, with much pomp and circumstance. "The Maior of London," says Hollingshed "and the aldermen, apparelled in orient grained scarlet; and four hundred commoners clad in beautiful murtie, well mounted and trimlie horssed, with rich collars and great chaines, met the king at Blackheath rejoising at his return and the clergy of London, with rich crosses, sumptuous copes and massie censers received him at St Thomas a Waterings with solemn procession."
Old John Lydgate the monk of Bury, a contemporary writer, has described this pageant with considerable enthusiasm, and some poetic feeling. A free paraphrase of his verses, as far as they are connected with this place, follows. The opening of the fifth stanza relates to St. Thomas a Watering, though it is not mentioned by name.]
THE king from Eltham rode, and with him came
"Hail royal London!" he exclaimed with joy,
The mayor and aldermen, in scarlet dight,
With rev'rence bowed before th' entrancing sight.
"The grace of God has made thine arms prevail.
"Hail duke! hail prince! hail comely king! once more
"Thy God except, before thy face we fall,
"Here all your city has come forth to meet
The lordly flower of France, in wild amaze
"It fares," they said, (how well we know !)" with these
Onward they moved; but ere the bridge they gain,
King of the English, hail!" with conscious pride,
The drawbridge, now, that moving host comes nigh,
An antelope and lion placed beside,
And over them, Saint George, the nation's pride,
"The grace of God, with God's own knight doth spring,
Wete ye right well that thus it ought to be,
ON A CEDAR TREE,
Now growing in the west of England, which is said to have been brought, when young, from Lebanon,
A GLORY doth enshrine thee, cedar tree!
Though few fair branches do from thee outspring;
As thou in thine own mountain site would be!
"A child may number thee," so few thou art,
E. L. A.
THE EARTH IS NOT MY REST.
THIS world is not my home; delightful thought!
* Ezekiel xvii. 23. ↑ Isaiah xxxiii. 9.