I lament that I am obliged to leave town, and may not be here again for several months, but when I do, I shall humbly offer my services to the clergyman of the chapel, for the improvement of so judicious a plan, and extending it to other chapels of the same parish.

I should offer some apology for not having noticed the discourses, though my remarks originate and have been chiefly confined to the psalmody. I will not, however, let this opportunity pass of saying the sermons, both morning and evening, were excellent, the attention of every part of the congregation was great; throughout all the services there was, while the minister was speaking, and the people not required to join, a most interesting but attentive silence, and in the evening I retired with a sympathetic feeling which I cannot describe.

In my next (should this receive your attention) I shall send you a few remarks on the psalmody of the new churches of Marylebone and Trinity.

CHRISTIANUS,

A Cathedral Chorister.

THE LAY FROM HOME

(For the Mirror.)

Its music beareth o'er my widow'd heart A tale of vanish'd innocence and love, And bliss that screw'd around the ark of life Sweet flow'rs of summer hue. It hath the tone, The very tone which wrapt my spirit up, In silent dreams mid visions. Oft, at eve, I heard it wandering thro' the silver air, As if some sylph had witch'd the stringed shell Of woods and lonely fountains:—and the birds That sang in the blue glow of heaven, the trees That whisper'd like a timid maiden's lips, The bees that kiss'd their bride-flow'rs into sleep, All breath'd the spell of that enchanting lay! Whence came it now? perchance from yonder dell, O'er which the skies, in sunny beauty fix'd, Their sapphire mantle hang. Its Eden home Is in some beauteous place where faces beam In loveliness and joy! To hail the morn, The infant pours it from his rosy mouth, Ere, o'er the fields, with blissful heart he roams, To watch the syren lark, or mark the sun Surround with golden light the rainbow clouds. That music-lay awak'd within my heart Thoughts, that had wept themselves to death, like clouds In summer hours.—It brought before mine eyes The haunts so often worshipped, the forms Revealing heav'n and holiness in vain. Alas, sweet lay, the freshness of the heart Is wasted, like an unfed stream, away; And dreams of Home, by Fancy treasurd up, Remain as wrecks around the tomb of Being!

REGINALD AUGUSTINE.

Deal.

TYRE

(For the Mirror.)

"And I will cause the noise of thy songs to cease, and the sound of thy harps shall be no more heard"—Ezekiel, chap. xxvi. verse 13.

"It shall be a place for the spreading of nets in the midst of the sea." Ezekiel, chap xxvi. verse 5.

Thy harps are silent, mighty one! Thy melody no more: For ocean's mourning dirge alone Breaks on thy rocky shore. The fisher there his net has spread, Thy prophecy to show; Nor dreams he that thy doom was read, Two thousand years ago. On Chebar's banks the captive seer, Thy future ruin told: Visions of woe, how true and clear, With power divine unroll'd! The tall ship there no more is riding, Of Lebanon's proud cedars made; But the wild waves ne'er cease their chiding, Where Tyre's past pomp and splendour fade. The traveller to thy desert shore No cherish'd record found of thee; But fragments rude are scatter'd o'er Thy dreary land's blank misery. The sounds of busy life were hush'd, But still the moaning blast, That o'er the rocky barrier rush'd, Sang wildly as it pass'd:— Spirit of Time, thine echoes woke, And thus the mighty Genius spoke:— "Seek no more, seek no more, Splendour past and glories o'er, Here bleak ruin ever reigns; See him scatter o'er the plains, Arches broken, temples strew'd, O'er the dreary solitude! Long ago the words were spoken, Words which never can be broken. Where are now thy riches spread? Where wilt thou thy commerce spread? Thou shalt be sought but found no more! Wanderers to thy desert shore Former splendours bring thee never, Tyre is fallen, fallen forever!"

Kirton Lindsey.

ANNIE R.

LINES ON THE DEATH OF SIR HUMPHRY DAVY, BART. 2

(For the Mirror.)

Let science weep and droop her head, Her favourite champion, Davy's dead! The brightest star among the bright, Alas! has ceased to shed its light. Yet say not darkness reigns alone, While "Safety Lamps" are burning on, And shedding life that never dies. Around the tomb where Davy lies

J.F.C.

HAMPTON COURT: BIRTH OF EDWARD THE SIXTH, AND DEATH OF QUEEN JANE SEYMOUR

(For the Mirror.)

Every hint, every ray of light, which tends, in the most distant manner, to illustrate an obscure passage in the history of our country, cannot we presume, while it affords great pleasure and satisfaction to the student attentively employed in such researches, be deemed either insignificant or uninteresting by the general reader.

The birth of Edward the Sixth must always be regarded as a bright star in the horizon of the Reformation, and one, which tended greatly to blast the prospects of those who were inimical to that glorious change in our religious constitution.

The marriage of Henry the Eighth, with the Lady Jane Seymour, 3 immediately after the death of his former Queen, Anne Boleyn, is so well known as to render it superfluous, if not presuming in us to enlarge upon it in this place: suffice it to say, that the nuptials were celebrated on the day following the execution of Anne, the twentieth of May, 1536, the King "not thinking it fit to mourn long, or much, for one the law had declared criminall." 4 Old Fuller says, "it is currantly traditioned, that at her [Jane's] first coming to court, Queen Anne Bolen espying a jewell pendant about her neck, snatched thereat, (desirous to see, the other unwilling to show it,) and casually hurt her hand with her own violence; but it grieved her heart more, when she perceived it the King's picture by himself bestowed upon her, who from this day forward dated her own declining and the other's ascending in her husband's affection." 5 About seventeen months after her marriage at the Palace of Hampton Court, Queen Jane gave birth to a son, Edward the Sixth.

The precise period of the birth of this prince has been variously stated by historians. Sir John Hayward, 6 who bestowed considerable labour upon writing his life, places it on the seventeenth of October, 1537; while Sanders, 7 on the other hand, fixes it on the tenth. Herbert, Godwin, 8 and Stow, whom, all 9 his more modern biographers have followed, agree that it happened on the twelfth of the same month, and their testimony is fully corroborated by the following official letter, addressed to Cromwell, Lord Privy Seal, informing him of the birth of a prince:—

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THE LAY FROM HOME

(For the Mirror.)

TYRE

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LINES ON THE DEATH OF SIR HUMPHRY DAVY, BART. 2

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HAMPTON COURT: BIRTH OF EDWARD THE SIXTH, AND DEATH OF QUEEN JANE SEYMOUR

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