Lord of effect and cause, Pald and proud stalks he, Till the voice in the cloud cries, 'Pause!' And he pauses bitterly On the verge of the mystery." O, loud and clear, that all may hear, Of dawn grows brighter, cries the lark; By their own soul's quality. Tall and stately, fair and sweet, She scents the air with nameless grace, What should the singer sing Unto so sweet a thing, But "Oh! my love loves me! And the love I love best is guarding the nest, m the sky! And sing of your soul with me !" Elbows on the grassy green, For the lark says plain, The poison'd gold of the queen A whip for the rogue who'd tell The lives of his mates awayBetter the rope and the cell! Better the devils of hell! Come away! come away!" O lark! O lark! Up, up! for it is light, The souls stream out of the dark, 66 2. O lark! O lark! hadst thou the might Beyond the cloud to wing thy way, To sing and soar in wondrous flight, It might be well for men this day. Beyond that cloud there is a zone, And in that zone there is a land, 1 in that land, upon a throne, sighty Spirit sits alone, ith musing cheek upon his hand. all is still and all is sweet und the silence of his seat, Seneath the waves of wonder flow, — d coolly on his hands and feet A The years melt down as falling snow. O lark! O lark! Up! for thy wings are strong; Sing a song of wrong- Of the strong man's agony, O lark! we might rejoice, Couldst reach that distant land, For we cannot hear His voice, And we often miss His hand; To the kiss of sister and brother; Is so different with each. ROBERT BUCHANAN. THE MEN WHO ADVERTISE. Containing an account of successful advertisers, together with hints on the method of advertising. AMERICAN NEWSPAPER RATE-BOOK. Containing the Advertising rates of leading American Newspapers arranged with an index for the convenience of advertisers. AMERICAN NEWSPAPER DIRECTORY FOR 1870. 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Lo, mankind hath fashion'd its thoughts, its hopes, and its dreamings, Fashion'd and named them thus and thus, by the voice of its bards, O great Space-great Spheres !-great Thought in the Mind!-whai are ye? O little lives of men upon earth!-O Planets and Moons! Wheel'd and whirl'd in the sweep of your mensured and marvellous motion, Smoothly, resistlessly, swung round the strength of the central Orb, Fashion'd them better or worse, from a shal-Tremendous furnace of fire lower insight or deeper, Names to abide for a season, in many mouths or in few; Each and all in turn to give place, be it sooner What is ten thousand years on the mighty Nothing endures. O Star! thou hast look'd Here on this Planet of Men; changes unguess'd are to come. The New Time forgetteth the Old,-remembereth somewhat, a little, A scheme, a fancy, a form, a word of the poet, a name. Still, when a grander thought, loftier, deeper and truer, Springs in the soul and flows into life, it cannot be lost. That which is gain'd for man is gain'd, we trust ancient abyss one lamp of the Of an Infinite Universe lighted with millions of burning suns, Boundlessly fill'd with electrical palpitant worldforming ether, Endlessly everywhere moving, concentrating, welling-forth pow'r, Life into countless shapes drawn upward, mys- Born, that man-even we- - may commune SONNET. W. A. BY THE AUTHOR OF "LADY GRACE." POOR drifted flower, which this unthinking sea Hast thou a thought of dew? and when the | Slopes through thee to the cold unanswering sand, Do thrills and mockeries of growth expand Thy useless veins? Day moulders into Night With glory, and the ready sky with bliss, Movest no more, but diest where thou art! Good Words. From Macmillan's Magazine. THE ORIGIN OF THE ENGLISH NATION. THREE LECTURES - BY EDWARD A. FREEMAN. LECTURE II. I HAVE thus, in my former lecture, shown who we, the English people, are and whence we came. I have spoken of our old land and of our kinsfolk who still dwell in our old land. As we are not Romans or Britons, so neither are we Germans in the sense which that word commonly conveys to English ears. That is, we are not of High-Dutch blood and speech, but of Low. But we are members of the great Teutonic family; we speak a form of the great Teutonic language, a form essentially the same as that which we find in the earliest monument of Teutonic speech. We are the brethren of the men who covered the Ocean and the Baltic with the fleets of the Hanseatic League; we are the brethren of the men who won the free soil of Holland and Zealand, first from the sea and then from the Spaniard. We are the kinsfolk one degree less near of the men who spread the name of Dane and Northman from the shores of Greenland to the shores of Africa - the men whose axes guarded the New Rome alike against Eastern and Western invaders the men who fought at Stikkelstad and who fought at Lützen- the men whose lands, fallen indeed from their ancient power, still flourish under a freedom of native growth, and who, like ourselves, can reform without destroying. Such is our origin, sach is our pedigree; an origin and a pedigree which we will not exchange for any share in the fabled antiquity of the Briton, for any share in the conquests or the bondage of Imperial Rome. But, as I said before, if we are LowDutchmen, we are Low-Dutchmen with a difference. We are Low-Dutchmen severed from the old stock, planted in a new land, and that land the island which the men of the mainland so long loved to speak of as another world. In a word, we are Englishmen, but we are Englishmen dwelling in Britain. My business now is to show the real nature of that great settlement the settlement which was of so vast a moment alike to the conquering men and to the conquered land-the settlement which, while it changed Britain into Eng land, impressed also on Englishmen all those peculiar characters which mark us as the dwellers in an island realm. It At the time when our forefathers crossed the German Ocean, the whole of Europe was heaving to and fro in the agonies of the greatest convulsion of European history. It was the time when the old world was beginning to pass into the new, when, in every corner of Europe, new elements were being poured into the old mass. was the time when the Teuton and the Slave were finding themselves lasting homes within the borders of the Roman Empire - the time when Teuton, Slave, and Roman alike had all to struggle for the freedom and the being of Europe against the wasting inroads of Attila and his Turanian hordes. It was, in a word, the time of the Wandering of the Nations. It was the time when our fathers and kinsmen of every branch of the Teutonic race were marching from land to land, winning lands and homes for themselves at the hands of the Roman Cæsars, lands and homes sometimes wrung from them at the point of the sword, sometimes received as the reward of services rendered by Teutonic warriors to the Imperial armies. Everywhere, in short, in Western Europe, the Teuton was settling himself on Roman soil. Of this general migartion, this general settlement, the English Conquest of Britain is in a certain sense a part. But the English Conquest of Britain is distinguished by some most marked characteristics from every other Teutonic occupation of Roman soil. Without contrasting our settlement in Britain with the Teutonic settlements on the Continent, the real nature of our settlement and of our whole position and history in this island can never be understood. It is mainly from not contrasting the two that so many utterly mistaken theories as to our early history have got abroad. I must therefore attempt to draw a rough picture of the state of things in other parts of Europe in that age before I come to describe another state of things in what the events of that age made our own island. At the end of the fourth century, then, the Roman Empire still kept, in name at least, its old position as the mistress of all the nations surrounding the Mediterranean Sea. Egypt was a Roman province at one To all outward sight the world was still end; Britain was a Roman province at the other. The Roman power in Britain had been confirmed and extended by the victo-man Cæsars, Roman Augusti, who still asries of Theodosius, and the dominion of sumed the titles of the old Roman ComCæsar reached from the Ocean to the Eu- monwealth, and bore the names of Consul phrates, from the wall of Antoninus to the and Tribune and Father of their Country. cataracts of Syênê. Within that range all But the local Rome had long ceased to be subjects of the Empire were Romans, en- the centre of the Roman world; and though titled to all the rights and honours, if any the Empire was still in theory one, yet the rights and honours were left, of the Roman wielders of Imperial power were many. name. Latin was everywhere the official Sometimes the Eastern and Western provlanguage; in the lands west of the Hadri- inces were peacefully divided between real atic it was, save here and there in some or adopted brothers; sometimes a daring out-of-the-way corners, the language of adventurer, the popular commander of some common life. But from the Hadriatic to distant province, seized on as large a porMount Taurus, Greek was the mother tion of the Empire as he could grasp, and tongue the mother tongue both of the constrained the earlier and more lawful lands originally Greek and of the lands holders of power to acknowledge him as an which had been more or less thoroughly Imperial colleague. hellenized, whether by Greek colonization One Cæsar might reign at Milan, another or by Macedonian conquest. Thus far, at Constantinople, a third at Paris, a fourth from the Ocean to Mount Taurus, we may at Antioch. And of all provinces of the truly say that the whole land had become Empire none was more fertile than Britain politically Roman; that it had become in- in adventurers of this kind; the Imperial tellectually Roman in the western, and ensigns were often seen in York and LonGreek in the eastern half. It was only in don no less than in Milan and Ravenna. the lands of the further East, in Syria and And in all this Roman world there was no in Egypt, that a real nationality survived, true nationality anywhere. The Roman and that the dominion, political and intellect- Empire was, through all the ages of its beual, of Greece and Rome was little more than ing, among all its changes and all its dwella varnish on the surface. But with these ing-places, not a nation, but only a power. lands we have now nothing to do; it was It had no real nationality of its own, and it not by the Teuton or the Slave, but by the had wiped out well-nigh all signs of earlier Saracen of a later day that they were finally nationality in its provinces. The inhabitant torn away from the dominion of Cæsar. of Gaul or Spain called himself a Roman, As yet the whole Mediterranean world was and gloried in the name. But he had not to all appearance Roman, but it was fast the old Roman patriotism of the men who becoming Christian. The struggle between first made Gaul and Spain Roman. Neither the old and the new faith was still going had he the old Gaulish or Spanish patriotism on; but Christianity was already the domi- of the men who strove in vain to hinder nant, and it was plain that it would soon be Gaul and Spain from becoming Roman. the exclusive, religion. It was the living, Through the whole length and breadth of the growing, the advancing faith; paganism the Empire there was a deep feeling of atremained the creed only of a few specula- tachment to the Empire as the representative philosophers at one end of society and tive of law and civilization, the bulwark of a few untaught peasants at the other. against barbarian invasion. But there was But it might seem as if the old civilization no trace of the burning patriotism which of the Roman world had received the seeds kindled the hearts of the Romans of old of Christianity into its bosom only to plant when Brennus and Pyrrhus and Hannibal them again in a new stock; it might seem threatened Rome herself. There was, in that the mission of Christian Rome was short, as there always will be where no true simply to hand on the torch to a race national feeling exists, much of passive but of Christian proselytes whose civilization little of active loyalty. No province should be Christian from the beginning. thought of setting up for itself, of forswear |