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shrine, a place in which

something sacred is

deposited - - scrin. in-vull-ner-a-ble, that

cannot be wounded vulnus. com-mand'-ed, ordered mando.

sub-stan'-tial, real;

material - - sto. in-vis'-i-ble, that can

not be seen - - visum. blend-ing, mingling - blendan.

Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star
In his steep course? so long he seems to pause
On thy bald awful head, O sovran Blanc !1
The Arvé and Arveiron at thy base
Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful form!
Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines 2
How silently! Around thee and above
Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black,
An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it,
As with a wedge! but when I look again,
It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine,
Thy habitation from eternity!
O dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee,
Till thou, still present to the bodily sense,
Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer
I worshipp'd the Invisible alone.
Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody,
So sweet, we know not we are listening to it,
Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my thoughts,
Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy:
Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused,
Into the mighty vision passing — there,
As in her natural form, swelld vast to heaven!
Awake, my soul! not only passive praise
Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears,
Mute thanks and secret ecstasy! Awake,
Voice of sweet song! Awake, my heart, awake!
Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn.

and one mile in width. It has an On a throne of rocks, in a robe of elevation of 3,300 feet above the level

clouds, of the sea, and is surrounded by gla-. With a diadem of snow." ciers and lofty mountains, among

“The Alp which rises Mont Blanc to the height Of horrid snow, and rock, and shaggy of 15,781 feet above the sea.

shade; 1 “Mont Blanc is the monarch of Of desert-loving pine, whose emerald mountains,

scalp
They crowned him long ago, Nods to the storm."

Thou first and chief, sole sovran of the vale !
O struggling with the darkness all the night,
And visited all night by troops of stars,
Or when they climb the sky, or when they sink :
Companion of the morning star at dawn,
Thyself earth's rosy starl, and of the dawn
Co-herald! wake, O wake, and utter praise !
Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth?
Who fill’d thy countenance with rosy light?
Who made thee parent of perpetual streams?
And you, ye five wild torrents? fiercely glad!
Who call'd you forth from night and utter death,
From dark and icy caverns call'd you forth,
Down those precipitous, black, jagged rocks,
For ever shatter'd and the same for ever?
Who gave you your invulnerable life,
Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy,
Unceasing thunder and eternal foam ?

And who commanded and the silence came -
.“ Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?”

Ye ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow
Adown enormous ravines slope amain-
Torrents, metbinks, that heard a mighty voice,
And stopp'd at once amid their maddest plunge !
Motionless torrents! silent cataracts!
Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven,
Beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun
Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers
Of loveliest blue, spread garments at your feet?-
God!- let the torrents, like a shout of nations,
Answer; and let the ice-plains echo, God!
God! sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice!
Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds !
And they, too, have a voice, yon piles of snow,
And in their perilous fall shall thunder - God!

1 “Mont Blanc is here spoken of dawn, with the morning star.” — as a star, because of its height above Payne's Studies in Poetry. the vale; a rosy star, because its peak ; “ Besides the rivers, Arve and is flushed at dawn with the rosy tints Arveiron, which have their sources reflected from the clouds, so that it in the foot of Mont Blanc, five conbecomes in this way co-herald of the spicuous torrents rush down its sides."

Coleridge.

Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost !!
Ye wild goats sporting round the eagle's nest !
Ye eagles 3, playmates of the mountain storm!
Ye lightnings 4, the dread arrows of the clouds !
Ye signs and wonders of the elements!
Utter forth God, and fill the hills with praise!
Thou too, hoar mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks,
Oft from whose feet, the avalanche, unheard 5,
Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene
Into the depth of clouds that veil thy breast
Thou too again, stupendous mountain! thou
That as I raise my head, awhile bow'd low
In adoration, upward from thy base
Slow-travelling with dim eyes suffused with tears,
Solemnly seemest, like a vapoury cloud,
To rise before me-rise, O ever rise,
Rise, like a cloud of incense, from the earth!
Thou kingly spirit, throned among the hills,
Thou dread ambassador from earth to heaven,
Great hierarch! tell thou the silent sky,
And tell the stars, and tell yon rising sun,
Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.

Coleridge.

LESSON VIII.

THE SPANISH ARMADA. in-vin-ci-ble, not to be

un-furled', unfolded · ferler. overcome • - • vinco. sen'-ti-nel, soldier on es-pec'-ial, particular - species. guard - - - sentinelle. hal-ber-dier', one armed

bat'-ter-ies, cannons - battre. with a halberd - - hallebarde. cou'-ri-ers, messengers courir (Fr.) at-tend', give ear to - tendo.

sent in haste - -l curro (L.) sa-lute', greeting · - salūto. em-bat-tled, furnished bea'-con, signal fire - beacen. I with battlements - bataille.

1 “In the perpetual snows of Mont On the precipice top, in perBlanc, that irregular vegetable pro

petual snow.” duction, called red snow, is occasion- 4 6 And the Lord shall be seen over ally found.” - Miss Zornlin.

them, and his arrow shall go forth as The gentiana major is found in

the lightning. — Zech. ix. 14. countless numbers “ skirting the

“ Yea, he sent out his arrows, and eternal frost."

scattered them; and he shot out 2 The valley of Chamouni is cele

lightnings, and discomfited them." brated for its herds of goats.

Ps. xviii. 14. See also Ps. lxxvii. 17. 3 “She nurses her brood where the 5 Unheard. This is owing to its cliff-flowers blow,

great elevation.

Philip II. of Spain fitted out an immense fleet for the invasion of England, which sailed from Lisbon, May 29th, 1588. It consisted of 130 vessels, and, besides the crews of the different ships, contained not less than 20,000 troops, with 2431 pieces of artillery, and 4575 quintals' of powder. The Spaniards, in the confidence of success, previous to its departure, had given to their fleet the name of the Invincible Armada. The Duke of Medina Sidonia took the command of the whole. The beginning of the enterprise was unfavourable. A storm took the fleet as it rounded Cape Finisterre, in consequence of which the admiral, after losing several of his vessels, was forced to withdraw for the purpose of repair, into the harbour of Corunna. He then set sail for Plymouth, when Howard, who had been informed of his approach, instantly put to sea. With his lighter and better managed ships he so harassed and destroyed the Spanish ships, that they sought shelter in Calais roads. He, however, fitted out six of his smaller pinnaces as fireships, and sent them adrift, when the Spaniards cut their cables in alarm, and fled in all directions. The discomfited Armada then endeavoured to make its way homeward, by a northern passage round the British isles. The British vessels still followed and did considerable damage, capturing several ships and crippling more. But that from which they suffered most was a storm of wind which overtook them after they had rounded the Orkneys. The whole fleet was dispersed; some of the ships were dashed to pieces on the coast of Norway; some sunk in the middle of the North Sea ; and others were thrown upon the coasts of Ireland and Scotland and the Western Isles. The Duke de Medina arrived at Santander, in the Bay of Biscay, about the end of September, “ with noe more than sixty sayle oute of his whole fleete, and these verye much shattered."

Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise :
I sing 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 in Spain.
It was about the lovely close of a warm summer's day,
There came a gallant merchant ship, full sail to Plymouth

bay; The crew had seen Castile’s black fleet, beyond Aurigny's 2

isle, At earliest twilight, on the waves, lie heaving many a mile. At sunrise she escaped their van, by God's especial grace; And the tall Pinta, till the noon, had held her close in

chase. Forthwith a guard, at every gun, was placed along the wall; The beacon blazed upon the roof of Edgecombe's lofty hall 4; Many a light fishing bark put out, to pry along the coast; And with loose rein, and bloody spur, rode inland many a

post. i Quintal, a hundred pounds in 4 Mount Edgecombe House was built weight.

on Edgecombe Mount, a hill in DeAurigny, the island of Alderney, vonshire, opposite Plymouth harbour. in the English channel.

A most extensive view is obtained s Pinta, a Spanish vessel of war from its summit. built for fast sailing.

With his white hair, unbonneted, the stout old sheriff comes; Behind him march the halberdiers', before him sound the

drums. His yeomen, round the market cross, make clear an ample

space, For there behoves him to set up the standard of her grace: And haughtily the trumpets peal, and gaily dance the bells, As slow, upon the labouring wind, the royal blazon swells. Look how the lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down! So stalk'd he when he turn'd to flight, on that famed Picard

field, Bohemia’s plume, and Genoa's bow, and Cæsar's eagle

shield 3: So glared he when, at Agincourt4, in wrath he turn'd to bay, And crush'd and torn, beneath his claws, the princely hunters

lay,

Ho! strike the flagstaff deep, sir knight, ho, scatter flowers,

fair maids ! Ho, gunners! fire a loud salute! ho, gallants ! draw your

blades! Thou, sun, shine on her joyously! ye breezes, waft her wide! Our glorious semper eadem ! 5 the banner of our pride! The freshening breeze of eve unfurld that banner's massy

fold— The parting gleam of sunshine kiss'd that haughty scroll of

gold. Night sank upon the dusky beach, and on the purple sea ; Such night in England ne'er had been, nor e'er again shall be. From Eddystone6 to Berwick bounds, from Lynn to Milford

bay?, That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day;

1 Halberdiers, those who carried French line; they were, however, halberts. These, in early times, were dispersed by the English men-atlong poles, terminating with battle- arms.

4 Agincourt. This battle was gained 2 Picard field, the battle of Cressy. by Henry V., Oct. 25. 1415. Cressy is in the province of Picardy 5 Semper eadem, “always the same;"

s Bohemia's plume. The King of Bo- the motto of Queen Elizabeth. hemia fell in this battle. His crest, Eddystone, in the English channel, three ostrich feathers, with the motto about fourteen miles S.Š.W. of Ply“ Ich Dien," “ I serve,” has since then mouth sound. been worn by the Prince of Wales. 7 Lynn, in Norfolk: Milford Bay,

The Genoese bow-men, consisting of in Pembrokeshire. 15,000 men, fought in front of the

axes.

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