SONG. Written last time the Author was at the Ruins of Gight Castle. AIR" Gloomy Winter." I Go, to leave these craggy braes, I go, to leave this valley low, O'erhung by Horror's jutting brow, I've, 'raptured, heard the breezes rave I go, to leave those ruins grand, That grey and elevated stand The pride and glory of Gight's land, And famed for ancient chivalry. I go, to leave the Bellmuir's grove, I have no longer to abide, I go, to leave the school revered, And taste your pleasures severally. But yet I hope the days shall come, 1 * In former days, historians tell us, pearls were found in great abun dance in the river Ythan, so that it became proverbial to call her the ric rig of Scotland. - THE DESTRUCTION OF PHARAOH IN THE RED SEA. THE Cup of proud Pharaoh was full to the brim, And Jacob relieved from his bondage so grim; For Canaan, the promised, his armies moved on, While God in a fire-cloud a guard to them shone. They made an encampment on verge of the sea, Their tyrant came down, they had no way to flee! The Lord gave his mandate, the waters stood back, High rising, like walls, to give Israel a track! Then forward he march'd upon ground in the wave, The angel of God went in rearward to save; On Israel the cloud of his glory shone clear, The Egyptians like blood-hounds pursued in the rear! The cloud gave God's people direction and light, To their foes it was darker than gloom of the night; The Lord on the last threw a terrible look, They much wish'd to flee, and furious drove on, But Israel in safety went on through the tide, No ill could befall him, the Lord was his guide! Now, his enemies' corses lay strewn on the shore; Then sweetly he sung when the danger was o'er. TOWN AND COUNTRY. How pleasing-country people, say— How sweet to view the daisied lea, How charming, when the herds low loud, On some smooth river's bank to walk, When evening spreads her mantle grey; While o'er the mountains mist-clouds roll, Darkening the faint remains of day! |