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What beanty flames

What beauty lies
.On Morning's car,

Oo waves at rest,
When Venus claims,

Sheeping the skies
Sweet fairest star,

With glassy breast,
To herald her afar!

In noontide splendors drest ! 2.

What beanty poars

What beauty shows
The orient glow,

The white-winged ship
When radiant showers

When sparkling rows
Of sunbeams flow

Of jewels skip
On gold en plains below! Around ber ghost-like slip!

What beauty gleams

What beauty dwells
From Evening's brow,

In daisied mead,
When sunny beams

In shady dells
The clouds of snow

Where wild flowers plead, Wrapt in an ardent glow! The ravished eye to feed !

What beauty, round

What beauty paints
With wavy light,

The plumy throng,
Streaks the profound,

Filling their plaints
Dazzles the sight

The day live-long
The borealis bright

Responsive woods among ! 5.

What beauty beams

What beauty twines
The lunar plain!

Round gardens fair,
What glory streams

Where a fountain shines
Yon starry train,

'Mid each parterre, Lighting up midnight's fane ! Murm'ring its favorite air! 6.

What beauty flows

But Beauty's home
O'er raptured eyes,

Is woman fair ;
When Iris throws

Where'er she roam,
Her blended dyes

Beauty is there, Across the azure skies! Vigilant o'er her care. 7.

What beauty sits

Still, list young man,
On the lit deep,

Bathed deep in joy,
When the shadow flits

As close you scan
O'er winds asleep,

With searching eye
Fatigued with whirling sweep! The hues of beauty's dye-

That beanty's fount

Is God alway,
Up to Alim mount

From sculptured clay,
From earth to heaven away.

Such beauteous brow! such chisellid face!
Love, daughter fair of Eve, may grace,
Able to fill this vacant soul,
And hush these waves that o'er me roll ?
No! Goddess, true, though all she seem,
And deathless hues in rapture's dream
Over her lovely features beam,
Traced on her brow, lol stands decay-
E'en blooming she must fade away.
Her mind must leave its much-loved dust,
And into realms eternal burst,
Leaving me lonely as at first.
Then swift harmonious o'er me flew
The strains I erst had heard anew:

That beauty's fount

Is God alway,
Up to Him mount

From sculptured clay,
From earth to heaven away.
Behold an object !- Pause, my mind-
God, God alone, Him unconfined !
His Being through all space extends,
His vast existence never ends;
His mind reveals the boundless source
Whence Beauty's silvery currents course
O'er verdant hill, o'er varied plain,
· O’er every flower of earth's domain.
His awful form on Alpine brow
Mirrors itself in glacial snow,
Broods o'er the dark tempestuous main
The horrors of the heaving plain.
Deep thunder walks along the sky,
His tread; the lightnings gleam-his eye;
The cataracts far resounding pour,
The earthquakes roll, the whirlwinds roar-
His voice; the varied rainbow o'er
A glory spreads the rushing flood
That frets and chafes in stormiest mood-
Emblem of His imperial mind,
In terror robed, yet gently kind.
His are the curtain-clouds of heaven
Fantastically hung at even,
O'er ranges of embattled towers,
Drench'd in descending golden showers;
His is the pearl's unspotted snow;
His is the ruby's vivid glow;
His is the diamond's crystal light;
His is the sapphire's azure bright.
His is the gleam in dew-drops seen;
His is the beam of midnight's queen;
His is the glorious solar ray;
His is the light of the star-built way;
His is the mind of man sublime,
Toiling eternal hills to climb;
His is the soul of woman fair,
Breathing in virtue's sacred air;
His is the earth, the sky, the sea-
All, all that is or e'er shall be,
Of great, of beautiful, of good,
Claims as its fountain only God.
To thee, to thee, behold the throne
Of mind I yield to thee alone.

The music ceased. The vision fled;
Fancy no longer o'er me sped
On joyous wing. Gazing on air-
Low, objectless, and lonely there,
In vain I sought the vanished fair.
Then Reason took her sober sway,
Forbade imagination's play;
Relapsed into my inner self,
Disclosed there stood an opening gulf,
Whose jarring void I shook to see,
Dread symbol of eternity :
Upheaving waves of strong desire,
Mountains of undulating fire,
Proclaiming, by their awful swell,
Man is an elemental hell;
Until the mind, with giant clasp,
Embrace an object in its grasp—
Deathless as immortality,
Measureless as immensity.
The thought then shot across my soul
Breathes there a form from pole to pole,
Such as erst Fancy's magic spell
Evoked from her fantastic cell !


Calmly, then, I pressed my pillow,
O'er me rolled no heaving billow ;
Sleep, downy power, sealed up my eyes,
Peace on my bosom nestled lies;
Dreams sent from heaven around me play,
And turn the darkness into day-

Wafting the soul on pinions light,
Far from the realms of sable night;
Sunning it in celestial rays,
Brighter than noon-tide's vivid blaze.
Repose then softly o'er me stole,
And wooed to rest my winged soul.


Now Morn, with rosy fingers, led
The circling hours around my head,
Lightly oped my slumbering eyes
To pay the matin sacrifice.
Serenely happy I arose,
A world all new before me glows;
The sun a brighter radiance sheds,
The flower a sweeter fragrance spreads ;
The lawn a greener sward arrays,
The lambkin o'er it happier plays;
The woods dance lighter in the breeze;
The ship sails smoother on the seas;

The honey-gatherers gayer bum;
The lowings often cheerful come;
The streams a clearer silver show,
And warble sweeter as they flow;
The chiming brook plays softer airs,
The bird a fairer plumage wears,
And chaunts his mate a merrier song,
While echoes clearer notes prolong;
The gales melodious milder sing,
And balmier sweets drop from their wing.
A holier calm inspires my breast
With deeper sacredness possest:
A calm unlike the leaden sea
When dull, dense fogs, brood heavily;
A calm like ocean waves at rest,
In noontide's golden glory drest-
Dimpled with gentle zephyr's kiss,
Sighing away its soul in bliss.
All Nature seems in happier mood;
The cause the beautiful, the good,
Is seen, is felt-a present God!

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[From the German of Alex. Graf Von Aversperg, a nobleman of Vienna.]

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And when to lovely nature's reign

The day of doom the end is bringing, The last of men in nature's fane

Will be the bard her requiem singing.

The Lord of all does still uphold

In his right hand his bright creation; And, as a fower that's freshly culled,

Regards it with benign sensation;

As long as in the awful cloud

The tempest broods, and thunder breaking, And at the peal so dread and loud

A single heart with fear is quakingAs long as after silenced storm

The rainbow in the cloud is smiling; Or hearts estranged (that once were warm)

Sigh for the bliss of reconcilingAs long as night sublime unfolds

Her scroll with golden letters burning; Or sage the mystic page beholds,

Enraptured to it nightly turningLong as the moon through ether strays,

Or human breast with gladness glowing; While zephyr through the forest plays,

Or boughs a cooling shade bestowing

And when this fair majestic flower

Shall, like “a parched scroll,” be furl'd, And solar systems roll no more,

But all to dark confusion hurl'd,

Then, Cynic, if thy heart be strong,

Go, boldly ask, if still desiring, “When will you close your tiresome song ?”

Ev'n now, for, lo! the sun's expiring.

From the New Monthly Magazine.





[Continued from the December number of the Eclectic Magazine.]


army by disease, he was fain to retire, and,

in making his way towards Calais, found A GINCOURT.

himself planted between the Somme and the

ocean, precisely as had been the case with IF our Hotel de l'Europe at Hesdin pre- his great ancestor sixty-nine years previously. sented us with accommodations somewhat No Blanquetaque was now practicable. That inferior to those of its namesake at Abbe- | memorable passage was now so impeached ville, we had no reason to be displeased with with stakes in the bottom of the ford, that our quarters, and, as far as the operations of he could not pass, his enemies besides there the chef are a matter of importance, they away so swarming on all sides ”—an unlucky were unexceptionable.

prudence had on this occasion inspired the The great post-road leading to St. Omer French--better had it been for them to have ascends the chalk on the north of the valley built a bridge of gold for their flying enemy. immediately after passing the river, traverses No place of passage could be forced or found the forest of Hesdin, and then emerges into anywhere, until after ascending the left bank the open country. At the distance of about of the river almost as far up as the fortress eight miles from Hesdin, the spire of the of Ham, he discovered a “shallow, which church of Agincourt becomes visible on the was never espied before," and there on the right of the road, rising above the trees 19th of October, he effected his passage, and which conceal the other buildings of the vil- | resumed his march in the direction of Calais. lage, beyond which lies the field of battle. At some distance, a little in advance of his This road is, of course, the easiest and the right flank, in a course almost parallel to his most direct way to approach the spot, but a own, but gradually converging until the two desire to get upon the line of march of our lines met at Agincourt, marched the French fifth Harry previous to the action, led us to army, amounting to 60,000 or 80,000 men, adopt a different route, and for this purpose and arrayed under a numerous and brilliant we were obliged to leave our large carriage assemblage of chiefs and nobles—Delabret, at Hesdin, and adopt one of the light cabrio- Constable; Chatillon, Admiral of France; lets of the country.

Ramburés, grand master of the cross-bows; And now we exchanged the recollection together with the Dukes of Orleans, Bourof the “ great Edward, with the lilies on his bon, Alençon, Brabant, Bar, and an infinity brow from haughty Gallia torn,” for those of of others. "Willing to wound, but yet afraid the worthy although illegal inheritor of his to strike,” they continued their course, somecrown, his valorous great-grandson, in no times, indeed, sending a herald with propoway his inferior, whether in the qualities of sals to treat, but for the most part enjoying mind or body, the renowned of English mon an easy security of having their prey within archs, Henry the Fifth.

their grasp whenever a fitting opportunity Let me remind you, by way of giving con enabled them to clutch him, after he had sistency to my letter, that Henry had opened been duly weakened by a little further exhis campaign of 1415, by landing in France haustion. near Harfleur—the capture of that town fol This state of things continued until the lowed--but after the loss of nearly half his English army approached Blangy, on the

Ternoise, on the 24th of October, and to "March to the bridge; it now draws towards Blangy we bent our steps, as the best place the night. Beyond the river we'll encamp for getting upon their track. An excellent ourselves, and on the morrow bid them road leads up the valley of the Ternoise from march away!" Hesdin, and we passed on our right the hill Here the position of Henry for a time of le Parc, the “nominis umbra” of the an- must have been awfully perilous—with a cient domain. It might be an anachronism French army of sixfold force within a very to allude to events which at an interval of few miles of him, he was entangled in a deep nine years succeeded the battle of Agincourt, valley, with his little army embarrassed by but we could not pass le Parc without recol- the passage of the river—and his situation lecting that it was the place of training for must have been known to the French, for he Philip Duke of Burgundy in his expected had just put to flight a detachment of their duel with Humphrey Duke of Gloucester. troops, who had attempted to destroy the The princes were going to decide by trial of bridge. Had they at that moment poured battle the right to the possession of the hand down the hill upon him, utter annihilation of Jaquetta of Bavaria, Duchess of Brabant, would have been inevitable! But before we who had fled from her husband under the left this spot some images of a milder and escort of the Seigneur de Robsart, to Valen more pacific description, unconnected indeed ciennes, “et là fut pratiqué le mariage du with the heroes of Agincourt, but not altoDuc de Gloucester et la Duchesse de Bra- gether unconnected with another British bant, nonobstant qu'elle feut mariée au Duc army, came floating over our imaginations. de Brabant.” The Duke of Burgundy threw You who were one of that army, the army down the gauntlet on behalf of his relative of occupation in 1816, may perhaps rememof Brabant, and a single combat was arranged ber that Blangy was the headquarters of the to take place. The Duke of Burgundy, says fly-fishers at that period. The Ternoise is a St. Rémy, “grant désir avoit de essayer son beautiful stream, and I could not quit its corps allecontre du Duc de Gloucestre-et à banks without wetting a line. Trout are rela verité c'estoit le plus grant désir que il ported, and with truth, I believe, to be eust en ce monde, et adfin d'estre prest au abundant-in spite of the unfavorable state jour St. George, il se tira en la ville de Hes- of the water after a night of rain, it was imdin, (vieux Hesdin of course,) où là fist venir possible to resist the attempt; a peasant pleuseurs armoiers pour forgier le harnas et who looked on for a time observed rather habillement qui pour son corps lui estoient solemnly, “Vous ne prendrez rien,” and he necessaire, et en ce beau Parc de Hesdin, was right. qui est l'un des beaux du Royaulme, se trou This was soon over, and Harry again bevoient tous les matins pour prendre alaine et came lord of the ascendant—his progress avec che avoit pluiseurs certains lieux et cannot be better told than in the words of the places secrettes où il exercitoit son corps à old chroniclers :combattre et faire ses essais.” Something, however, interfered to prevent a meeting be

“ The Duke of York that led the vanguard tween these dukes, who both bore the surname (after the army had passed the river) mounted up of “Good ”—Gloucester, who was a man of

to the heighth of a hill with bis people, and sent distinguished skill and courage, and who had astonished at the extent of the French army, re

out scouts to discover the country; one of thein, fought gallantly at Agincourt, where he was

turned with the utmost speed to the duke, exclaimdangerously wounded, might have proved ing, quickly be prepared. for you are just about more than a match even for the father of to fight against a world of innumerable people.' Charles le Hardi. I can easily imagine the This news induced the king to halt, and he hastParc of Vieux Hesdin to have been “des ened with the utmost speed of the fine horse he plus beaux,” in an agreeable situation, occu

rode to view the enemy, who like so many forests, pying the high ground at the angle formed done, he returned to his people

, and with cheerful

covered the whole country far and wide. That by the union of the two streams,—all this is

countenance caused them to be put in order of now completely disparked, and, on the Ter- battle, and so kept them still in that order till night noise side at least, bears not the slightest was come, and then determined to seek a place to vestige of its original forestial state.

encamp and lodge his army in for that night. On reaching Blangy we turned by a vil. There was not one amongst then that knew any lainous road down to the river, and stationed certain place whither to go in that unknown ourselves for awhile on the bridge. Here country, but by chance they happened upon a then we were treading on the footsteps of were brought unto a little village, where they

beaten way, white, in sight, hy the which they Henry, and heard the echo of his commands. were refreshed with meat and drink somewhat

more plenteously than they had been divers days, soaked where the horses stood over their before.”

fetlocks in mire. The soil of Agincourt re

poses on chalk, like that of Cressy, but is of This is a sketch of the country and the in a far more clayey and tenacious description, cidents which filled up the interval between and had its effect in fatiguing the French cavthe passage of the Ternoise and the halt of alry. The quarters of the English monarch the army in the village of Maisoncelles, in were at Maisoncelles, the southern angle of front of the field of Agincourt, and only 250 the field, and fortunately they were such as paces distant from the position of the French met the exigencies of his little army, like the army. In reflecting on these events, we are Copiolas," as D. Brutus jokingly calls his struck with astonishment at the hardihood of troops,

“sic enim verè eas appellare possum, the king—at the hairbreadth escapes of the sunt enim extenuatissimæ, et inopiâ omnium English army-at the wondrous ignorance rerum pessimè acceptæ.” The English, in manifested as to where they were, or where fact, had been reduced to half their original they were going, and lastly, at the extraordi- numbers by death and sickness, “their vicnary good luck which guided them not only tuals in a manner spent, and no hope to get into comfortable quarters, but into a military more ; for their enemies had destroyed all the position, which proved excellently suited corn before they came.

Rest could they to the diminished numbers of the English none take, for their enemies with alarms did forces. We had ample time to survey all

ever so infest them: daily it rained, and this ground attentively—it was impossible to nightly it freezed : of fuel there was great proceed with the carriage, except at a very scarcity; of disorders plenty: money enough, slow pace, for not only is the ascent from the but wares for their relief to bestow it on, had Ternoise exceedingly long and steep, but the they none." Walsingham tells us there had road, if “white in sight” in the days of Harry, been a want of bread in the army, so that was white to our sight with a vengeance, for many had used filbert-nuts instead ; the men it had all been lately shaped, and freshly laid of inferior rank had drunk nothing but water with chalk of a snowy brilliancy; satisfactory for eighteen days. “They were hungry, preparations for all future travellers, but ren weary, sore travelled, and vexed with many dering our own progress extremely tedious. cold diseases. How beit, reconciling them

We were mounting some of the most ele- selves with God by housel and shrift, requirvated land in this part of France—a divor- ing assistance at His hands as the only Giver lium aquarum”-the waters on the south of victory, they determined rather to die than unite with the Ternoise and the Canche, dis- to yield or flee.” They had, too, in their charging themselves into the English Channel Harry a leader to comfort and inspire them at Etaples, while to the north form the under the most threatening aspect of fortune. sources of the Lys, flow into the Scheld, and He rejected the wish not of his “cousin thence to the North Sea. On reaching the Westmoreland,” but more correctly of Sir plateau on the top, we were on the spot Walter Hungerford, for “more men from whence Henry the Fifth descried the formid- England." “I would not wish a man more able host of his adversary, covering all the here than I have. We are indeed in comparopen country to the north-east, and onwards ison with the enemies but a few, but if God to the woods which surround Tramecourt. of his clemency do favor us, and our just

The three villages of Tramecourt, Maison- cause, (as I trust he will,) we shall speed well celles, and Agincourt, are all enveloped in enough.”. It might have been more difficult, clusters of wood, as a shelter in this high and perhaps, for him to explain his just cause than exposed country—they form a triangle; be- to fight for it; some qualms seem to have tween them lies the field of battle-Trame come over him in secret, for we read of him, court and Agincourt, the north-eastern and on the eve of the battle, somewhat stung by north-western angles, were occupied by the the recollection French, together with the intermediate space, and there they passed the night, in a state of

“ Of the fault great excitement, confident of victory, calcu

My father made in compassing the crown," lating the anticipated ransoms of their English and recounting all he had done by way of prisoners, and making the plain resound with honorable interment for Richard's body, their loud cries, as they shouted after their and the chantries he had founded, grooms and varlets. Rain fell abundantly, and the "tawny" ground, as Shakspeare “ Where the sad and solemn priests truly calls it, using Hollinshed's epithet, was Still sing for Richard's soul!"

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