8 THE SPIRIT OF HOPE. 



on a foray into Scotland, — in retuniing into Northumberland, rodo 

 down to tlie earl's castle to renew an acquaintance, which had com- 

 menced when Henry the Eighth made his celebrated journey into 

 France, and held conference with Francis the First on the " Field of 

 the Cloth of Gold." 



(To he continued,) 



THE SPIRIT OF HOPE. 



From the regions of Fancy I burst into life. 



With the pastoral pipe and the bugle of strife ; 



My colours are planted, my aide-de-camp. Fame, 



Makes the whole human family echo my name. 



I'm found in the borders with eglantine drest. 



Where Love is attended by all things but rest ; 



I enter on shipboard, the sailors to please 



By fairj'-wove dreams as they plough the salt seas ; 



'Tis the good bark Adventure, and soon she'll be found 



Under vertical suns, or where icebergs abound ; 



I'm enthroned in their hearts, and with me they disdain 



To think of the dangers that lm*k on the main. 



I'm found with the statesman — I'm found at the throne- 



With Ambition and Glory — and virgins alone ; 



I'm found with the Poet 'midst paper and pens, — 



Who ne'er had a patron, and very few friends ; 



And, low in the pocket, he's used like a Turk, — 



But I've lent him my name to commence a new work. 



I'm found in the dungeon the patriot to cheer, — 



I'm found with the Chief when the battle draws near; 



In fine I am pacing for ever and aye. 



Where the breathings of life meet the breezes of day ; 



I'm the Spirit of Hope ! see, my standaid's unfurl'd. 



And I'm coming, I'm coming to light up the world. 



Fred. Bryan. 



