Andersen. — Natural Classification of EngJ,ish Poetry. 417 



She's mounted on her milk-white steed, 



And she's ta'en Thomas up behind ; 

 And aye, whene'er her bridle rang, 



The steed gaed swifter than the wind. 



they rade on. and farther on. 



The steed gaed swifter than the wind ; 

 I'litil they reached a desert wide. 



And living land was left behind. 



(" Thomas the Rhymer.") 



From Oberon, in fairj^e land, 



The king of ghosts and shadows there. 

 Mad Robin I, at his command, 

 Am sent to viewe the night-sports here. 

 Wliat revel rout 

 Is kept about. 

 In every corner where I go, 

 I will o'ersee. 

 And merry bee. 

 And make good sport, with ho, ho, ho I 



("Robin Good-Fellow.") 



With deep affection. 

 And recollection, 

 [ often think of 



Those Shandon beUs, 

 Whose sounds so wild would. 

 In the days of childhood, 

 Fling round my cradle 



Their magic spells. 

 On this I ponder 

 Whene'er I wander. 

 And thus grow fonder. 



Sweet Cork, of thee ; 

 With thy bells of Shandon, 

 That sound so grand on 

 The pleasant waters 



Of the river Lee. 



(P. Mahony, " The Shandou Bells.") 



Variation (2). 



Our bugles sang truce, for the night-cloud had lower' d. 



And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; 

 And thousands had sunk to the ground, overpower' d, 



The weary to sleep and the wounded to die. 

 Wlien reposing that night on my pallet of straw, 



By the wolf -scaring fagot, that guarded the slain, 

 In the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw. 



And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again. 



(Campbell, "The Soldier's Dream.* ,, 



(Half-stanzas.) 



The glad birds are singing. 

 The gay flowrets springing, 

 , O'er meadow and mountain and down in the vale ; 

 The gi-een leaves are bursting ; 

 My spirit is thirsting 

 To ba'sk ir the sunbeams, and breathe the fresh gale. 



(Barton, "Spring.") 



By love and by beauty, 

 By law and by duty, 

 I swear to be true to 

 My Eppie Adair ! 

 14— Trans. 



