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the folding of our innocent sheep, an emblem of the church, but for making the walls of one of the first Christian Oratories in the world ; and particularly in this Island, that venerable and sacred fabrick at Glastonbury, found by St. Joseph of Arimathea, which is storied to have been first composed but of a few small Hasel-rods interwoven about certain stakes driven into the ground: and walls of this kind, instead of laths and puncheons, super-induced with a coarse mortar, made of loam and straw, do to this day inclose divers humble cottages, sheds, and out-houses in the country."--Evelyn.
« Le noisetier n'est célèbre que par la superstition de la baguette divinatoire faite de branches légères, &c. Jacques Hymar, paysan de St. Veran, se rendit tres-célèbre dans cet art, sous la régence du Duc d'Orleans. Il prétendoit découvrir, avec sa baguette, non seulement les eaux, les mines, les trésors cachés sous terre, mais encore les cadavres, leurs meurtriers, et même les traces de ces meurtriers. Mons. le Regent le fit venir à Paris, et toute cette cour, composée en grande partie d'esprits forts, qui ne croyoient pas en Dieu, fut émerveillée des miracles opérés par Jacques Aymar."-GENLIS.
HYMNS AND POETICAL RECREATIONS.
On observing the Evening Star grow larger and brighter as it
approached the horizon.
I saw a star
It was so small,
It seem'd no more
So very sad,
I thought it wept
And did not like
When other stars
I watch'd that Star
Nearer and nearer
There was a cloud It pass'd it through,
And larger and larger I saw it grow.
Gone was the hue Of sickly white
Its cheek was now Of the vermil bright
I saw a light
As if its locks
Thou lovely Star! I know 'twas so
Thou look'dst so sad For haste to go:
Thou didst not like To shine alone
In the cold, cold night, When thy Sun was gone.
That vermil tint, That glow so bright,
That halo beam Of celestial light
O they were like What spirits feel,
When they bid the world A last farewell.
Thou didst not set, Thou didst not fade,
Thou didst not quench Thy beams in shade
Thou wert but sad For haste to filee
From a world too dark, Too cold for thee.
THE SKY LARK. Ix allusion to the asserted fact, that the Lark, rising high in air, per
ceives the day-break and begins his song, before it is perceptible on the ear!h.
Why dost thou sing so sweet a lay,
la valley or on hill?
The drowsy Thrush is in his nest,
The Linnet slumbers yet,
Or the herded cattle bleat.
What dost thou see, thou watchful Bird !
As from thy airy height,
Thou look'st upon the night?
While earth's low dwellings lie enwrapt
In night's obscurity,
Is there a light to thee?
Then loud and louder raise thy notes,
And let the wakeful hear
The day is even near.
And so let him who knows to rise
To truth's celestial seat,
In darkness at his feet
Whose holy spirit walks with God
In piety serene-
Intent on things unseen
So let him sing his matin song,
Before the world awakes;
Or e'er the morning breaks.