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blems," is emblematical. The fondness April 26. Day breaks

2 23 of childhood is imaged by the love of Sun rises.

4 46 simple melody and pretty cadences-the

7 14 enamoured passions of youth by the Twilight ends

9 37 confident and skilful use of the instruChequered daffodil Aowers.

ments—the state of manhood by the full Cowslip, or pagel, abundantly in flower. diapason. This is called cowslip day; and village

J. R. Prior. girls gather the flowers for garlands.

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2 20 Sun rises


7 16 [For the Year Book.]

Twilight ends 9 40 What droppings in there are of musical

Bell-shaped squil flowers. personages, vocal and instrumental! How

Gentianella abundantly in flower. they succeed each other! the solo and

Yellow gorse in full flower. concerto performers waiting their appointed time to be ushered by polite handing and recumbent smiles. How

April 28. dissimilar in contour, age. and size!

To an impatient and refined ear the On the 28th of April, 1738, Shaktuning is dissonant; but to an imaginative speare's tragedy of Julius Cæsar was taste the high leapings of the smallest performed at Drury-lane theatre, for the strings, treble pipes, tubular squeaking, purpose of raising a subscription for a deep rumbling of the screwed skins—the monument to his memory, which was blast of brass, the low bass notes, are at

afterwards erected in Westminster Abbey. once so mingled in indescribable motion, The first collection of anecdotes of as to effect a more unique and nonsyl- English composition is “ Shakspeare's labled intonation than the best composers

Jest Book," an elegant reprint, by Samuel have produced, and all with a view to Weller Singer, esq., of three tracts, conunison—the production of harmony by taining discords.

1. «The Hundred Merry Tales," 1557. The band once set off, the conductor It is to this book that Beatrice alludes, leads, sometimes at a rapid, and sometimes when she asks Benedict, “ Will you tell a slow pace; some hold on, some hold off, me who told you that I was disdainful, some rest against the bars with breathless and that I had my good wit out of the care, ready to start again, give chase, re- hundred merry tales ?” lief, or swell, as the notes prescribe. Feet

2. “ Tales and Quicke Answeres, very correspond with heads, elbows with fin- mery, and pleasant to rede.” 1556. It gers, eyes with scores, gamuts, and contains 114 tales. themes. If some brows are knit and 3. “Mery tales, Wittie Questions, and features distorted while charming the audi- Quicke Answeres, very pleasant to be tory, others are smooth and calm as the redde. 1567.” This collection is alluded unruffled waters of summer. Their smiles to by sir John Harrington, in his “Ulysses are as the rays of the tones, reflected on upon Ajax," where he says, “ Lege the admiring and sympathising listeners, boke of Mery Tales." The general design whose spirits inhale the sweetness of the of the book is to expose the friars, who melody

preached against Erasmus as a heretic, A peep at an orchestra is irresistibly including, however, some of no particular droll. In spite of subdued feelings, and bent. of a nature kind to all science, the as- It is imagined, on the presumed internal semblage of vocalists, with voices raised evidence of the two following passages from to the highest pitch, arms fixed to the Shakspeare's sonnets, that he was lame. firmest purpose, the war of strings, car

Sonnet 37. nage of rosin, escape of air, crashes of

So then I am not lame, poor, nor despis'd sound, and earnestness of all engaged in.

Whilst that this shadow doth such substance the conflict, is to me immeasurably give, humorous.

That I in thy abundance am suffic'd,
An orchestra, like “ Quarle's Em- And by a part of all thy glory live.

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Sonnet 88. Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault,

And I will comment upon that offence : Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt,

Against thy reasons making no defence.

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2 17 Sun rises

4 43 sets

7 17 Twilight ends

9 43 Creeping crowfoot appears bere and there.

Hedge mustard flowers.
Many apple trees in blossom.

April 29. On the 29th of April, 1652, Mr. Evelyn observes, in his diary,—“ Was that celebrated eclipse of the sun, so much threatened by the astrologers, and which had so exceedingly alarmed the whole nation, that hardly any one would work, nor stir out of their houses. So ridiculously were they abused by ignorant and knavish stargazers."

A LOVE SONG. Pack clouds away, and welcome day, With night we banish sorrow; Sweet air blow soft, mount lark aloft, To give my love good morrow. Wings from the wind to please her mind, Notes from the lark I'll borrow : Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my love good morrow. To give my love good morrow, Notes from them all I'll borrow. Wake from thy nest, robin-red-breast, Sing, birds, in every furrow : And from cach bill let music shrill 1 Give my fair love good morrow. Black-bird and thrush, in every bush, Slare, linnet, and cock-sparrow, You pretty elves, amongst yourselves, Sing my fair love good morrow, To give my love good morrow, Sing, birds, in every furrow.

Thos. Heywood, 1638.


[For the Year Book.] These verses are in the old style ; rather homely in expression; but I honestly profess to stick more to the simplicity of the old poets than the moderns, and to love the philosophical good humor of our old writers more than the sickly melancholy of the Byronian wits. If my verses be not good, they are good humored, and that is something.

'Tis a sad sight

To see the year dying ;
When autumn's last wind
Sets the yellow wood sighing :

Sighing, oh sighing!
When such a time cometh,

I do retire
Into an old room,
Beside a bright fire ;'

Ob! pile a bright fire !
And there I sit

Reading old things
Of knights and ladics,
While the wind sings :

Ob ! drearily sings !
I never look out,

Nor attend to the blast;
For, all to be seen,
Is the leaves falling fast :

Falling, falling!
But, close at the hearth,

Like a cricket, sit I;
Reading of summer
And chivalry :

Gallant chivalry!
Then, with an old friend,

I talk of our youth ;
How 'twas gladsome, but often
Foolish, forsooth ;'

But gladsome, gladsome !
Or, to get merry,

We sing an old rhyme
That made the wood ring again
In summer time :

Sweet summer time!
Then take we to smoking,

Silent and snug :
Nought passes between us,
Save a brown jug;

Sometimes ! sometimes !
And sometimes a tear

Will rise in each eye,
Seeing the two old friends,
So merrily;

Su merrily!

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And ere to bed

Go we, go we,
Down by the ashes
We kneel on the knee ;

Praying, praying !
Thus then live I,

Till, breaking the gloom
Of winter, the bold sun
Is with me in the room!

Shining, shining !
Then the clouds part,

Swallows soaring between :
The spring is awake,

And the meadows are green,-
I jump up like mad;

Break the old pipe in twain ;
And away to the meadows,
The meadows again !


counts no bravery in the world like de. cency. The garden and bee-hive are all her physic and surgery, and she lives the longer for it. She dares go alone, and unfold sheep in the night, and fears nu manner of ill, because she means none; yet, to say truth, she is never alone, but is still accompanied with old songs, honest thoughts, and prayers, but short ones; yet they have their efficacy in that they are not palled with ensuing idle cogitations. Lastly, her dreams are so chaste, that she dare tell them ; only a Friday's dream is all her superstition ; that she conceals for fear of anger. Thus lives she, and all her care is, she may die in the spring-time, to have store of flowers stuck upon her winding-sheet.

If men did but know what felicity A FAIR AND Happy MILKMAID

dwells in the cottage of a virtuous poor Is a country wench, that is so far from man,-how sound he sleeps, how quiet his making herself beautiful by art, that one breast, how composed his mind, how free look of hers is able to put all face-physic from care, how easy his provision, how out of countenance. She knows a fair healthy his morning, how sober his night, look is but a dumb orator to commend how moist his mouth, how joyful his virtue, therefore minds it not. An her heart, — they would never admire the excellencies stand in her so silently, as if noises, the diseases, the throng of passions, they had stolen upon her without her and the violence of unnatural appetites, knowledge. The lining of her apparel, that fill the houses of the luxurious, and which is herself, is far better than outsides the hearts of the ambitious.— Jeremy of tissue ; for, though she be not arrayed Taylor. in the spoil of the silkworm, she is decked in innocence, a far better wearing. She

Sun Rise. doth not, with lying long in bed, spoil When the sun approaches towards the both her complexion and conditions ; gates of the morning, he first opens a little nature hath taught her, too immoderate eye of heaven, and sends away the spirits sleep is rust to the soul; she rises, there- of darkness, and gives light to a cock, and fore, with chanticlere, her dame's cock, calls up the lark to mattins, and bye-andand at night makes the lamb her curfew. bye gilds the fringes of a cloud, and peeps In milking a cow, and straining the teats over the eastern hills, thrusting out his through her fingers, it seems that so sweet golden horns like those which decked the a milk-press makes the milk whiter or brows of Moses, when he was forced to sweeter; for never came almond-glove or wear a veil, because himself had seen the aromatic ointment on her palm to taint it. face of God; and still, while a man tells The golden ears of corn fall and kiss her the story, the sun gets up higher, till he feet when she reaps them, as if they wished shows a full fair light, and a face, and then to be bound and led prisoners by the same he shines one whole day, under a cloud hand that felled them. Her breath is her often, and sometimes weeping great and own, which scents all the year long of little showers, and sets quickly; so is a June, like a new-made hay-cock. She man's reason and his life.—Jeremy Taylor. makes her hand hard with labor, and her heart soft with pity; and, when winter evenings fall early, sitting at her merry April 30. Day breaks

2 10 wheel, she sings defiance to the wheel of

Sun rises

4 39 fortune. She doth all things with so


7 21 sweet a grace, it seems ignorance will not

Twilight ends 6 50 suffer her to do ill, being her mind to do

Tooshwort flowers. well. She bestows her year's wages at the Peerless primrose flowers. next fair, and, in choosing her garments

Sir T. Overbury.

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Ilow lovely now are lanes and balks,
For lovers in their Sunday-walks !
The daisy and the butter-cup-
For which the laughing children stoop
A hundred times thioughout the day,
In their rude romping Summer play-
So thickly now the pasture crowd,
In a gold and silver sheeted cloud,
As if the drops of April showers
Had wood the sun, and changed to flowers.

Clare's Shepherds' Calendar.

VOL. I.-17

The following delightful verses are ren- of the cuckoo. His voice is heard dered very closely into our language by through all May; he becomes hoarse, Mr. Thomas Roscoe, from the old German and sings seldomer in the solstitial seaof earl Conrad of Kirchberg, a minne- son; before the commencement of the singer of the twelfth century

aestival he ceases his nole, and emigrates. Song.

The cuckoo in general builds no nest, but

deposits her solitary egg in the nest of May, sweet May, again is come,

another bird, generally the hedge sparMay that frees the land from gloom ;

row's, though she occasionally resorts to Children, children, up, and see

that of the water wagtail, litlark, &c., by All her stores of jollity! On the laughing hedgerow's side

whom the egg is hatched. Early in the She hath spread her treasures wide ;

season, the cuckoo begins with the interval She is in the greenwood shade,

of a minor third; the bird then proceeds Where the nightingale hath made

to a major third, next to a fourth, then a Every branch and every tree

fifth, after which his voice breaks out withRing with her sweet melody ;

out attaining a minor sixth. An old Nor-
Hill and dale are May's own treasures ; folk proverb says,
Youths rejoice! In sportive measures
Sing ye, join the chorus gay!

In April the cuckoo shows his lill,
Hail this merry, merry May!

In May he sing, night and day,

In June he changes his tune, Up then, children! we will go

In July away he fly, Where the blooming roses grow;

In August away he must. In a joyful company

The insects of the vernal season are nuWe the bursting flowers will see : Up, your festal dress prepare !

merous, and there are certain fine days in Where gay hearts are meeting, there

which thousands of species make their May hath pleasures most inviting,

first appearance together. The early sulHeart and sight and ear delighting ; phur butterfly, which is the first in the Listen to the birds' sweet song,

last season, is now seen every fine day, Hark! how soft it floats along :

and is soon followed by the tortoiseshell, Courtly dames ! our pleasures share ; the peacock, and lastly by the white cabNever saw I May so fair :

bage butterflies. Therefore dancing will we go;

During the vernal season the march of Youths rejoice, the flow'rets blow !

vegetation, the development of leaves on the Sing ye! join the chorus gay! Hail this merry, merry May !

trees and the flowering of plants, is rapid. From the very commencement to the endof

the period, some new flower is added In May every field with hedgerows and every day. Early in May the creeping bushes is a birdmeadow. During the crowfoot in the uplands, and the buttermiddle and latter part of the vernal sea- cups in the low meadows, clothe the grass son the business of nest-making takes with a brilliant golden yellow, while in place, and the first broods are hatched, other places on shady slopes, and on Hedged, and fly before the close of the ground over which the trees may have period, during which time the male birds been newly felled, the field hyacinth are in full song. Each bird has a note or covers the whole surface with its rich blue a modulation of notes peculiar to him- Aowers; the meadow lychnis succeeds, self, yet many decidedly imitate the notes until all are cut down in the great mowing of others. The blackcap, the thrush, and of meadow hay. During this period the many other birds mock the nightingale ; banks are still covered with primroses and and hence, in the north and west of Eng- violets, and here and there with pilewort; land, where nightingales do not abound, in the hedges the black thorn first, and afterthe note of these mocking songsters is wards the white thorn, blossom. In the orless musical and less varied. To note the chard a succession of blossoms on the plum, average days on which birds arrive, by the cherry, the pear, and the apple trees listening to their notes as well as by seeing impart unspeakable beauty to the scene. them, is a very pleasant amusement during The husbandman looks with a prospective the bright fine weather of a vernal morn. pleasure at these promises of plenty in the ing. The cooing of the ringdove, the orchard, and daily tends and watches the wild pigeon, and the turtle, is character- “setting" of the fruit. istic of the spring; but the great mark of The gardens teem and glow with vathe vernal season is the well known song rieties of the richest flowers. The bright

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