COLUMBIA'S EMBL The rose may bloom for Engla Shall bear a stalk of the tassell HARK, HARK! THE Hark, hark! the lark at heave And Phoebus 'gins arise His steeds to water at those sp On chalic'd flowers that lies And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes; With everything that pretty b My lady sweet, arise, Arise, arise. ARIEL'S SONG Where the bee sucks, there In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live n Under the blossom that hangs LIFE WAS HARD who owned all the broad lands nor of Melton, stood at the door bling house, booted and spurred, om with his horse. The house its lower parts of stone. Behind built partly of rough stone and a high fence ran around all. be of a wooded hill; below it ran the river was a mill to which around was bound to bring his his mill brought much gain to its rhimself a goodly portion of all eepish looking fellow, in doublet ay, came round with the horse. rass round his neck; it was wellbrightest thing about him. One Hob, serf to William de Melton." ed, named and owned very much He helped his master into the rode slowly off to a town that s down the river. We shall see of interest if we follow him. s near the end of September, yet low with the ungathered harvest. WHEN LIFE WAS HARD William of Melton, who owned all the broad lands that made up the manor of Melton, stood at the door of his low-roofed, rambling house, booted and spurred, and awaiting the groom with his horse. The house was newly built, with its lower parts of stone. Behind it were large barns, built partly of rough stone and partly of timber, and a high fence ran around all.' It stood on the slope of a wooded hill; below it ran a noisy river; and on the river was a mill to which every man for miles around was bound to bring his corn for grinding. This mill brought much gain to its owner, for he took for himself a goodly portion of all the corn he ground. A tousel-headed, sheepish looking fellow, in doublet and hose of coarse gray, came round with the horse. There was a collar of brass round his neck; it was wellpolished, and was the brightest thing about him. One might have read on it, "Hob, serf to William de Melton." The groom was collared, named and owned very much as a dog is to-day. He helped his master into the saddle, and the latter rode slowly off to a town that stood some four miles down the river. We shall see and hear many things of interest if we follow him. Though the day was near the end of September, yet the fields were still yellow with the ungathered harvest. |