ODE TO JAMESTOWN. One empire still another breeds, A giant progeny, To war upon the pigmy gods of earth, The tyrants, to whom ignorance gave birth. Then, as I turn my thoughts to trace The fount whence these rich waters sprung And find it, these rude stones among. Their names have been forgotten long; Yet this sublime obscurity, to me They live in millions that now breathe; As bright a crown as e'er was worn, And hang it on the green-leaved bough, No one that inspiration drinks; No one that loves his native land; 265 No one that reasons, feels, or thinks, Can 'mid these lonely ruins stand, Without a moistened eye, a grateful tear, Of reverent gratitude to those that moulder here. The mighty shade now hovers round- In letters that no time shall sere; Who in the old world smote the turbaned crew, And founded Christian empires in the new. And SHE! the glorious Indian maid, The tutelary of this land, The angel of the woodland shade, The miracle of God's own hand, Who joined man's heart, to woman's softest grace, And thrice redeemed the scourgers of her race. Sister of charity and love, Whose life blood was soft Pity's tide, Flower of the Forest, nature's pride, He is no man who does not bend the knee, Jamestown, and Plymouth's hallowed rock, ODE TO JAMESTOWN. 267 I care not who my themes may mock, I envy not the brute who here can stand, And if the recreant crawl her earth, Or, in New England claim his birth, From the old Pilgrims there, He is a bastard, if he dare to mock, Old Jamestown's shrine, or Plymouth's famous rock. STANZAS ON THE DEATH OF A CHILD. BY C. E. DAPONTE. THOU who art hid for ever from these eyes, Beside thy early tomb with heavy sighs,- My child, thy spirit bending from the skies, Can view the wretched in the hour of prayer. Look on me now-and though it may not be That I shall trace thy heavenly form in airShadow immortal that I cannot see, O! wander round, and I shall deem I hear Thy low voice whisper-"Weep no more for me." I WEEP While gazing on thy modest face, The beautiful and young, that while their path |