66 NON ANGLI-SED ANGeli." BRIGHT-hair'd company of youthful slaves, Beautiful strangers, stand within the pale His wing who could seem lovelier to man's eye Who, having learnt that name, salvation craves Of chiming sound, commanding sympathies; DE-IRIANS—he would save them from God's IRE; Subjects of Saxon ÆLLA—they shall sing Glad HALLE-lujahs to the eternal King! Wordsworth. THE VAUDOIS. UT whence came they who for the Saviour Have long borne witness as the Scriptures teach ? Ages ere Valdo raised his voice to preach In Gallic ears the unadulterate Word, Their fugitive progenitors explored Subalpine vales, in quest of safe retreats mer heats Open a passage to the Romish sword, Far as it dares to follow. Herbs self-sown, And fruitage gather'd from the chestnut wood, Nourish the sufferers then; and mists, that brood O'er chasms with new-fallen obstacles bestrown, Protect them; and the eternal snow that daunts Aliens, is God's good winter for their haunts. Wordsworth. OT seldom, clad in radiant vest, The smoothest seas will sometimes prove, To the confiding bark, untrue; And if she trusts the stars above, The umbrageous oak, in pomp outspread, Draws lightnings down upon the head But Thou art true, incarnate Lord! I bent before Thy gracious throne, Wordsworth. 66 BEHOLD, YOUR HOUSE IS LEFT UNTO YOU DESOLATE." JALLEN is thy throne, O Israel ! Thy dwellings all lie desolate, Thy children weep in chains. Where are the dews that fed thee On Etham's barren shore? That fire from heaven which led thee, Now lights thy path no more. Lord! Thou didst love Jerusalem, Thy long-loved olive-tree; Then sunk the star of Solyma; "Go," said the Lord, "ye conquerors! Shall hide but half her dead! دو Moore. HEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, The cloudy pillar glided slow; Then rose the choral hymn of praise, Forsaken Israel wanders lone; Our fathers would not know Thy ways, |