Time, stern huntsman! who can baulk, THE LAND O'THE LEAL. BY LADY NAIRN.-1766-1845. [THIS little poem has long been widely known, and forms one of the gems in a memoir and remains of the Baroness Nairn, recently published under the editorship of Dr. Rogers (London, 1869).] I'M wearing awa', Jean, Like snaw when its thaw, Jean, I'm wearing awa' To the land o' the leal. There's nae sorrow there, Jean, There's neither cauld nor care, Jean, The day is aye fair In the land o' the leal. Ye were aye leal and true, Jean, To the land o' the leal. Our bonnie bairn's there, Jean, Then dry that tearfu' e'e, Jean, To the land o' the leal. Now fare ye weel, my ain Jean, OLD FAMILIAR FACES. BY CHARLES LAMB.-1775-1834. [THE author of "Essays of Elia was educated at Christ's Hospital, and early in life obtained a clerkship in the accountant's office at the India House, which he retained for 35 years, with the enjoyment of the friendship of Coleridge, Wordsworth, Southey, Hazlitt, and other literary celebrities of the day. In 1797 he commenced a series of essays in various magazines and papers, signed "Elia," which were subsequently collected, and established his repute. In 1808, he published specimens of English dramatic poets of the time of Shakespeare and afterwards "Rosamond Gray,” a tale, “Tales from Shakespeare ”—in the latter being aided by his sister. "Lamb's Life and Letters," in two vols., by Mr. Justice Talfourd, was published in 1837.] I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, I loved a Love once, fairest among women: I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man: Ghost-like I paced round the haunts of my childhood, Seeking to find the old familiar faces. Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert not thou born in my father's dwelling? So might we talk of the old familiar faces. How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me; all are departed; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. HESTER. WHEN maidens such as Hester die Their place ye may not well supply, Though ye among a thousand try With vain endeavour. A month or more hath she been dead, A springy motion in her gait, Of pride and joy no common rate I know not by what name beside Her parents held the Quaker rule A waking eye, a prying mind, A heart that stirs, is hard to bind; My sprightly neighbour! gone before When from thy cheerful eyes a ray LINES TO A CHILD. BY JOANNA BAILLIE.-1762-1851. [THE author of these simple but engaging and natural lines is known to fame as a dramatist of very considerable power. Her series of plays on the passions, published in 1798—each passion being the subject of a tragedy and a comedy-at once placed her on an eminence. A second series was published in 1802, and a third in 1812. Several other productions followed, all evincing a true spirit of poetry. In 1841 a little collection of miscellaneous poems was published, chiefly contributed to the annuals and magazines. One of these, entitled "The Kitten," has been a great favourite, but nothing of its kind can surpass this pretty little poem.] JHOSE imp art thou, with dimpled cheek, WHOSE And curly pate, and merry eye, And arm and shoulder round and sleek But far a-field thou hast not flown; With mocks and threats, half lisp'd, half spoken, I feel thee pulling at my gown, Of right good will thy simple token. And thou must laugh and wrestle too, To make, as wily lovers do, Thy after kindness more engaging. The wilding rose, sweet as thyself, And new cropt daisies are thy treasure; I'd gladly part with worldly pelf To taste again thy youthful pleasure. But yet, for all thy merry look, Thy frisks and wiles, the time is coming, The weary spell or horn-book thumbing. Well; let it be !-through weal and woe, And thou a thing of hope and change. THE DAISY. BY JAMES MONTGOMERY.—1771-1854. [THE best known and most favourite poems of this author are beyond our space for selection. They are: 'Greenland" (1819), in five cantos ; "Pelican Island," and other poems (1829); "Wanderer in Switzerland” (1806); "The Ocean " (1805). His earliest volume was entitled “Prison Amusements" (1797), written whilst under confinement for editorial reflections on the Government of the day in the Sheffield Iris.' Montgomery was the son of a Moravian missionary. Left by his father to be educated in this country, he evinced his poetical temperament as early as his twelfth year, and obtained, soon after, a situation at a bookseller's who had declined to purchase his MS. Here he was soon advanced to editorial work, and in that connection got into the trouble above referred to. His advocacy of truth and freedom were, however, never repressed, and he lived to see nearly all his earliest principles in the ascendancy. In 1846 Sir Robert Peel conferred on him a pension of £150. His collected works were published in 1836 in three vols., and in 1841 in four vols., and subsequently his memoirs and correspondence in seven vols.] HERE is a flower, a little flower THER With silver crest and golden eye, The prouder beauties of the field |