'Ye are brothers! ye are men !
And we conquer but to save :-

So peace instead of death let us bring;
But yield, proud foe, thy fleet,

With the crews, at England's feet,
And make submission meet

To our king.'

Then Denmark bless'd our chief,
That he gave her wounds repose;
And the sounds of joy and grief
From her people wildly rose,

As death withdrew his shades from the day.
While the sun look'd smiling bright

O'er a wide and woful sight,

Where the fires of funeral light

Died away.

Now joy, old England, raise!
For the tidings of thy might,
By the festal cities' blaze,

While the wine-cup shines in light;
And yet amidst that joy and uproar,

Let us think of them that sleep,
Full many a fathom deep,

By thy wild and stormy steep,
Elsinore ! 2

1 Ye are brothers.' Nelson wrote to the Crown Prince, The brave Danes are the brothers, and should never be the enemies, of the English'-referring to their common origin from the ancient Germans.

2 Elsinore, a seaport in the island of Zealand, where ships formerly paid toll to the King of Denmark.

Brave hearts! to Britain's pride
Once so faithful and so true,

On the deck of fame that died,
With the gallant good Riou :'

Soft sighs the wind of heaven o'er their grave!
While the billow mournful rolls,
And the mermaid's song condoles,
Singing glory to the souls

Of the brave.

ON GUARD. (ANON.)

AT midnight, on my lonely beat,
When shadow wraps the wood and lea,
A vision seems my view to greet
Of one at home that prays for me.
No roses bloom upon her cheek-

Her form is not a lover's dream-
But on her face, so fair and meek,

A host of holier beauties gleam.

For softly shines her silver hair,
A patient smile is on her face,
And the mild, lustrous light of prayer
Around her sheds a moon-like grace.

She prays for one that's far away,
The soldier in his holy fight-
And begs that Heaven in mercy may
Protect her boy and bless the Right!

1 Riou. Captain Riou-referred to by Nelson as 'the gallant and the good-was cut in two by a chain shot during the battle.

Till, though the leagues lie far between,
This silent incense of her heart
Steals o'er my soul with breath serene,
And we no longer are apart.

So guarding thus my lonely beat,
By shadowy wood and haunted lea,
That vision seems my view to greet,
Of her at home who prays
for me.

BOADICEA. (W. CowPER.)

William Cowper was born at Great Berkhampstead, Hertfordshire, in 1731. He was of a timid disposition and delicate frame, and the rough usage which he met with at school rendered this period of his life a complete torture. On quitting school he became an apprentice to an attorney, but was quite unfitted for this profession, and soon left it. After a severe illness he retired to Huntingdon, where he became acquainted with an amiable family in whose society he spent the remainder of his days. His poems, letters, and translations place him in the first rank of English writers. The Task' is his best and greatest poem. He died in 1800.

WHEN the British warrior queen,

Bleeding from the Roman rods,
Sought, with an indignant mien,2
Counsel of her country's gods,

Sage beneath the spreading oak
Sat the Druid,3 hoary chief;
Every burning word he spoke
Full of rage and full of grief.

'Princess! if our aged eyes

We
Veep upon thy matchless wrongs,
'Tis because resentment ties

All the terrors of our tongues.

'Rome shall perish-write that word
In the blood that she has spilt;
Perish, hopeless and abhorred,
Deep in ruin as in guilt.

1 Boadicea was the queen of an ancient tribe of Britons. Being shamefully treated by the Romans, she rose in insurrection against them at the head of her tribe, attacked their settlements, and reduced London to ashes. She was at last defeated by one of the Roman generals, and is said to have poisoned herself, A.D. 61.

2 Mien, manner.

3 Druid. The Druids were the priests of the ancient Britons.

Rome, for empire far renowned,

Tramples on a thousand states;

Soon her pride shall kiss the ground-
Hark, the Gaul is at her gates.'

1 Rome, at first a small colony, gradually increased in power till every country in the known world was under her dominion. Being at last unable to withstand the attacks of the united tribes of Northern