IN thus connecting together a series of Songs by a thread of poetical narrative, my chief object has been to combine Recitation with Music, so as to enable a greater number of persons to join in the performance, by enlisting, as readers, those who may not feel willing or competent to take a part, as singers.

The Island of Zea, where the scene is laid, was called by the ancients Ceos, and was the birth-place of Simonides, Bacchylides, and other eminent persons. An account of its present state may be found in the Travels of Dr. Clarke, who says, that "it appeared to him to be the best cultivated of any of the Grecian Isles."Vol. vi. p. 174.

T. M.

EVENINGS IN GREECE.

FIRST EVENING.

"THE sky is bright — the breeze is fair,
"And the mainsail flowing, full and free-

"Our farewell word is woman's pray'r,
"And the hope before us - Liberty!
"Farewell, farewell.

"To Greece we give our shining blades, "And our hearts to you, young Zean Maids!

"The moon is in the heavens above,

"And the wind is on the foaming sea

"Thus shines the star of woman's love

"On the glorious strife of Liberty! "Farewell, farewell.

"To Greece we give our shining blades,

"And our hearts to you, young Zean Maids!"

Thus sung they from the bark, that now Turn'd to the sea its gallant prow,

Bearing within it hearts as brave,
As e'er sought Freedom o'er the wave;
And leaving on that islet's shore,

Where still the farewell beacons burn,
Friends, that shall many a day look o'er
The long, dim sea for their return.

Virgin of Heaven! speed their way -
Oh, speed their way, the chosen flow'r,

Of Zea's youth, the hope and stay

Of parents in their wintry hour,
The love of maidens, and the pride
Of the young, happy, blushing bride,
Whose nuptial wreath has not yet died
All, all are in that precious bark.

Which now, alas, no more is seen Though every eye still turns to mark The moonlight spot where it had been.

Vainly you look. ye maidens, sires,

And mothers, your beloved are gone!