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That 'mid our hills, as wild and free
As one at home she seems,
The music of our streams;
Lifts to the evening beam,
Lies beauty in a dream.
That this, her green domain,
So will she come again ? Then shall thy wires, with welcomes quiver, Our “ hundred thousand” few to give her.
But shalt thou tell how ruin treads
On yonder hearthstone cold ?-
Alas, the tale is old !
Rich gifts bestowed in vain ?
How passion sbakes the chain ?
To men of high degree,
May yet mishandled be ;
Some say thy chain was not the first
That fastened us to her ;
Sound kindly. We could bear
And love's true type thou surely art;
It hath its signs like thee-
Its way it can pursue-
Its errand swift and true;
Not parted would our islands seem,
Could love's lost links be found :
In one fair pleasure-ground,
Might learn through such a chain !
A harmless message then;
That, like the Siamese,
Could only feel at ease ;-
Her firm and stately tread,
The grand, exalted head
Of Erin's self shall join-
'Twixt Wexford and the Boyne;
If e'er that bright day break,
Some friendly word to take.
An Iris for our sake
THE WILD BEE OF LOUGH DERG.
I floated at noon, where the sunlight looks leaden,
On waves that encircle the desolate isle,
And Summer herself feels too guilty to smile.
That say a “ Confiteor” ceaselessly o'er,
The heart of the pilgrim who kneels on the shore.
And candles burnt low on the chapel-wall white,
Till daylight looked wan on the wearisome night;
Have listen’d, if haply some word of forgiving
With the wail of the waters might tremblingly mix ;
Might soften the brow of the cold crucifix,
A star, that shot forth from its beautiful sphere,
On wings of the wind, at the fall of the year!
As lone in the air as my boat on the lake ;0, beautiful guest of the blossoms of summer,
What buds are there here for thy flittings to shake ? Hast come from a home where the bill with the heather
Is rich as the sky with its purplest of light, Where it, and the stars of the furzes together,
Drink honey and wine of the dew of the night?
Hast come from a chamber all ceil'd with vermilion,
The heart of a lily that lives by a stream, Where primroses grow round a grassy pavilion,
And look at themselves in a life-lasting dream ? He is bound for some flower surpassing his lily,
He floats over Derg, though its waters be black,
And then to his home to go wearily back.
Lie, trampled and torn, in the deep mountain dell ?
Be fed from the fount of a poison-dew'd cell ?
Wert cradled and fed in the morning of time,
The sweet-seeming buds of a sunnier clime;
Or wander on weary wings joyfully back ?
And never more fly o'er the desolate track !
I saw a wild bee, with its golden-wing'd flame,
My heart hail'd the omen, and call'd it the same. I followed it on, to its palaces pendent,
Where hush'd are its hummings the summer night through, Till moons, that hang o'er Meena Feargus resplendent,
Wax ghostly and wan, in the cold morning blue.
And dream-haunted lake seeks the poisonous flower,
THE UNIVERSITY COMMISSION.
Tre Dublin University Commission bringing to their allotted task habits ers have at length brought their la- of severe and accurate thought, formed bours to a close. After two years ex,
during a long course of scientific or pended in investigating facts, and professional life. Still they are but receiving suggestions from all those opinions—the opinions, too, of men not whose intimate connexion with the
possessing now any peculiar or excluUniversity rendered their evidence or sive sources of information. They are their opinion valuable, they have given avowedly based upon those very facts the result to the public in a volume, which the Report lays open to the rivalling in bulk either of those which whole world. If they are obnoxious have emanated from the sister univer- to criticism, the materials for criticism sities; and as few institutions have had lie close at hand; for the Commissionmore reason to complain of ignorant ers have done for the public what paor wilful misrepresentation, all lovers rents often refuse to do for an inquisiof our Irish University will hail the ap. tive child : they have made their pearance of this Report as a bright and readers as wise as themselves. important era in her history. Igno. But whatever may be thought of the rance will now be no longer excusable. wisdom of the suggestions contained in Wilful misrepresentation can now be the Report, there can be no doubt as easily refuted. How far the Univer- to the extreme importance of the sity of Dublin has fulfilled or neglect- facts which are there laid open to the ed her important trust, whether public. The Commissioners have science and literature have prospered brought together in their Report, a or decayed within her walls-whether mass of evidence as to the theory and and how far she has exerted herself to practice of education in the Univerrender her education commensurate to sity of Dublin, which leaves nothing the wants of the age; upon all these to be desired. Every branch of the questions, the public may now satisfy varied system provided to meet the vathemselves. Whatever be her merits ried wants of the nineteenth century, or demerits, they are at least no has been subjected to a
severe and secret.
careful scrutiny. Every official conWe need hardly remind our readers nected with its working has been rethat the duty imposed upon the Com- quired to give a full account of the mission, and which the elaborate do. manner in which he has discharged cument before us is intended to fulfil, his trust; and it is but justice to the was two-fold—namely, in the first place, fellows and professors to say that no to give a faithful report of the existing concealment of any kind appears to state of the University of Dublin ; have been practised or attempted. and secondly to suggest such alterations Their replies to the several queries put as might seem to them necessary or to them are made with the full and beneficial. With regard to the rela- open candour of men who feel that tive importance of these two duties, they have nothing to fear from pubthere can be, we suppose, but one licity—that their “ deeds” give them opinion. The recommendations of the
no reason to “ hate the light." But Commissioners are undoubtedly en- on this point we shall allow the Comtitled to great weight, as opinions missioners to speak for themselves :coming from men of known ability, who have devoted much time and
"Our proceedings in carrying your Mathought to the question before them,
jesty's commission into execution, have been
greatly facilitated by the spirit in which our unintluenced by any other motive than
communications have been received by the a desire for the welfare of the institution
different officers of the college; and by the and of the country. They are the
promptness and courtesy with which they opinions of men celebrated in their
have replied to our inquiries. Their anvarious pursuits, raised by their posi- swers, too, contain very full information on tion above all petty jealousy, and each subject of investigation, and the sug