THE SHIPWRECK. (BYRON.) THERE were two fathers in this ghastly crew, But he died early: and when he was gone, Into the deep, without a tear or groan. The other father had a weaklier child, He saw increasing on his father's heart, And o'er him bent his sire, and never raised His eyes from off his face, but wiped the foam From his pale lips, and ever on him gazed : And when the wished-for shower at length was come, And the boy's eyes, with the dull film half glazed, Brightened, and for a moment seemed to roam, The boy expired. The father held the clay, 1 Messmate, a companion; one who messes or eats with another. Death left no doubt, and the dead burden lay Stiff on his heart, and pulse and hope were past, He watched it wistfully until away 'Twas borne by the rude wave wherein 'twas cast : Then he himself sank down all dumb and shivering, And gave no sign of life, save his limbs quivering. 'Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down And grimly darkled o'er their faces pale, And the dim, desolate deep: twelve days had Fear Been their familiar, and now Death was here. Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell— Then shrieked the timid, and stood still the braveThen some leaped overboard with dreadful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave; And the sea yawned around her, like a hell, And down she sucked with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die. And first one universal shriek there rushed, A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry THE FARMER AND THE COUNSELLOR. A COUNSEL in the Common Pleas, In bullying, bantering, brow beating, Women or other timid folks, Who kept their laughter bottled down And went to work. 'Well, Farmer Numskull, how go calves at York?' 6 Why, not, sir, as they do with you, But on four legs instead of two!' 'Officer!' cried the legal elf, Piqued at the laugh against himself, 'Do, pray, keep silence down below there— Now look at me, clown, and attend : Have I not seen you somewhere, friend?' 6 Our rustic's waggish-quite laconic,' On circuit was at York residing— In the West Riding?' Why, no, sir-no; we've got our share, But not so many as when you were there!' ATTEND, all ye who list, to hear our noble England's praise: I tell of the thrice famous deeds she wrought in ancient days, When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain, The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain. It was about the lovely close of a warm summer day, There came a gallant merchant-ship full sail to Plymouth Bay; 1 Armada. In 1588 Philip II. of Spain attempted to invade England with a fleet of 130 large ships, having on board 20,000 soldiers and 2,630 cannon. An English fleet of 140 ships was soon equipped, and though the vessels were small, they were manned by the best seamen and the bravest hearts in England.' Lord Howard was the admiral, and under him served Drake, Hawkins, and Frobisher. The Spanish ships were at length seen from Plymouth, and Howard sailed out to meet them. He poured in his shot with such effect that the great Armada soon retreated up the English Channel into the North Sea. Being unable to face the English in their rear, the only way back to Spain lay round the north of Scotland, but storms overtook them, and only about fifty shattered hulks returned to Spain. |