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And whitening and brightening, Wildly he started, — for there in the heavens be-
And quivering and shivering,

fore him
And hurrying and skurrying,

Fluttered and flew the original star-spangled And thundering and floundering;

banner.

Two objections are in the way of the acceptance of this and Dividing and gliding and sliding,

by the committee : in the first place, it is not an antbem at all: sec.

ondly, it is a gross plagiarism from an old Sclavonic war song of the And falling and brawling and sprawling,

primeval ages. And driving and riving and striving,

Next we quote from a
And sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling,
And sounding and bounding and rounding,

NATIONAL ANTHEM
And bubbling and troubling and doubling,

BY THE HON. EDWARD E-, OF BOSTON. And grumbling and rumbling and tumbling,

PONDEROUS projectiles, hurled by heavy hands, And clattering and battering and shattering;

Fell on our Liberty's poor infant head,

| Ere she a stadium had well advanced Retreating and beating and meeting and sheeting,

On the great path that to her greatness led ; Delaying and straying and playing and spraying,

Her temple's propylon was shatter-ed; Advancing and prancing and glancing and dan

wuan Yet, thanks to saving Grace and Washington, cing,

ling. Recoiling, turmoiling and toiling and boiling,

Her incubus was from her bosom hurled ;

| And gleaming and streaming and steaming and

And, rising like a cloud-dispelling sun, beaming,

She took the oil with which her hair was curla? And rushing and flushing and brushing and gush-10

Aushing and hmishing and mich. To grease the “hub” round which revolves the ing, And flapping and rapping and clapping and slap

This fine production is rather heavy for an "anthem, and contains

too much of Boston to be considered strictly national. To set ping,

an "anthem to music would require a Wagner, and even were : And curling and whirling and purling and really accommodated to a tune, it could only be whestled by the

populace: twirling, .

We now come to a And thumping and plumping and bumping and jumping,

NATIONAL ANTHEM. And dashing and flashing and splashing and

BY JOHN GREEN LEAF Wclashing; And so never ending, but always descending,

My native land, thy Puritanic stock Sounds and motions forever and ever are blending,

Still finds its roots firm bound in Plymouth Rouk; All at once and all o'er, with a mighty uproar,

And all thy sons unite in one grand wish, -
And this way the water comes down at Lodore.

To keep the virtues of Preserv-ed Fish.
ROBERT SOUTHEY.

Preserv-ed Fish, the Deacon stern and true,
Told our New England what her sons should do ;

And, should they swerve from loyalty and right,
POEMS

Then the whole land were lost indeed in night.

The sectional bias of this "anthem " renders it unsuitable for use RECEIVED IN RESPONSE TO AN ADVERTISED | in that small margin of the world situated outside of New Lingua

Hence the above must be rejected.
CALL FOR A NATIONAL ANTHEM.

Here we have a very curious
NATIONAL ANTHEM.

NATIONAL ANTHEM.
BY H. W. OF CAMBRIDGE.

BY DR. OLIVER WENDELL Back in the years when Phlagstaff, the Dane, A DIAGNOSIS of our history proves was monarch

Our native land a land its native loves; Over the sea-ribbed land of the fleet-footed Its birth a deed obstetric without peer, Norsemen,

Its growth a source of wonder far and near. Once there went forth young Ursa to gaze at the heavens,

To love it more, behold how foreign shores Ursa, the noblest of all Vikings and horsemen. Sink into nothingness beside its stores.

Hyde Park at best - though counted ultra grandMusing he sat in his stirrups and viewed the The “Boston Common" of Victoria's land horizon,

The committee must not be blamed for rejecting the above after he Auro

reading thus far, for such an "anthem " could only be sung by .

college of surgeons or a Beacon Street tca-party. manner;

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In the beauty of the bilis Christ was born

across the sea, With a glory in his broom that transpipuus you

and me; as he died to make mon holy, het as die to

make man free While and is marching on.

Inha thard Home.

INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

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A baby was sleeping . . . Samuel Lover 7 All in our marriage garden . . G. Massey 16
A barking sound the shepherd hears Wordsworth 211 | All in the Downs the fleet was moored John Gay 145
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase !)

"All quiet along the Potomac," they say
Leigh Hunt 582

Mrs. Howland 381
A brace of sinners for no god . Peter Pindar 739 All that is like a dream . . . R. Buchanan 247
A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun John Wilson 593 All the world 's a stage . . . Shakespeare 615
A country life is sweet! . . . Anonymous 420 All thoughts, all passions, all delights Coleridge 81
Adam and Eve were, at the world's beginning

Aloft upon an old basaltic crag . F. 7. O'Brien 715

G Colman 728 Along the frozen lake she comes Anonymous 518
A dew-drop came, with a spark of flame Anonymous 654 | Although I enter not . . . Thackeray 45
A diagnosis of our history proves R.H. Newell 774 A man in many a country town we know G. Coiman 740
Adieu, adieu, my native shore . Byron

148 Amazing, beauteous change!

Doddridge 284
Adieu, adieu ! our dream of love . T.K. Hervey 145 A mighty fortress is our God (Translation of F. H.
A district school, not far away

7.W. Palmer 25 Hedge) . . . . Martire Luther 271
Ae fond kiss and then we sever. . Burns 143 A milkmaid, who poised a full pail 7. Taylor 671
Afar in the desert I love to ride . Thos. Pringle 231 A moment, then, Lord Marmion stayed Scott 388

Among the beautiful pictures . . Alice Carey 16
A fiend once met a humble man Rev. Mr. Maclellan 418 Among thy fancies tell me this . . R. Herrick 78
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by Wordsworth 577 | A monk, when his rites sacerdotal were o'er
A footstep struck her ear . Scott

91

Fane Taylor 673
Again the violet of our early days Eben. Elliott 308 And are ye sure the news is true? W.7. Mickle 488
A generous friendship no cold medium knows

And hast thou sought thy heavenly home D. M. Moir 191

Pope's Iliad 31 And is the swallow gone? . . . Wm. Howitt 347
A girl, who has so many wilful ways · Miss Mulock 46

And is there care in heaven?. . Spenser 279
A good that never satisfies the mind Drummond 253 And is this - Yarrow? This the stream Wordsworth 330
Ah, Chloris, could I now but sit. . Sir C. Sedley 42 And let this feeble body fail . . Chis. Wesley 285
Ah! do not wanton with those eyes Ben Jonson 57 And now, unveiled, the toilet stands displayed
Ah, how sweet it is to love ! . . Dryden 56

Pope

561
Ah I little they know of true happiness Mac-Carthy 425 | And on her lover's arm she leant Tennyson 116
Ah ! my heart is weary waiting · · Mac-Carthy 305 And there two runners did the sign abide Wm. Morris 83
Ah, my sweet sweeting . . . Anonymous 49 And thou hast walked about . . Horace Smith 542
Ah, sweet Kitty Neil! . . Mac-Carthy 70 And wilt thou leave me thus?. , Sir T. Wyatt 150
Ah, then how sweetly closed those crowded days!

An exquisite invention this . . . Leigh Hunt 67

W. Allston 27 | Angel of Peace, thou hast wandered too long !
A hungry, lean-faced villain , . Shakespeare 561
Ah! what is love? It is a pretty thing Robert Greene 55 | A nightingale, that all day long. . Cowper 671
Ah! whence yon glare . . . Shelley 380 Announced by all the trumpets of the sky
Ah! who but oft hath marvelled why 7. G. Saxe 67

R. W. Emerson 319
Ah, yes, - the fight! Well, messmates, well

A noble peasant, Isaac Ashford, died. Geo. Crabbe 570

Anonymous 487 Arches on arches ! as it were that Rome Byron 533
Airs, that wander and murmur round W.C. Bryant 84
A jolly fat friar loved liquor good store Anonymous 733 Art thou a thing of mortal birth Fohn IV'ilson 590

Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?
Alas ! how light a cause may move T. Moore 169

T. Dekker 419
Alas, that moon should ever beam T. Hood

As beautiful Kitty one morning was tripping
Alas! they had been friends in youth Coleridge 35

C. D. Shanly 79
Alas! what pity 't is that regularity G. Colman 742 As by the shore, at break of day T. Moore 456
Alice was a chieftain's daughter. . Mac-Carthy 123 A simple child . . . . . Wordsworth 14
A little in the doorway sitting . . T. Burbidge 11 As it fell upon a day . . . . R. Barnfield 349
A little onward lend thy guiding hand Milton 235 A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers
All day long the storm of battle Anonymous 378

C. E. Norton 383
All grim and soiled and brown with tan Whittier

As once a Grecian maiden wove. . T. Moore 67
All hail! thou noble land . . W. Allston 444 A song for the plant of my own native West
All hail to the ruins, the rocks, and the shores !

W.W. Fosdick 362
Montgomery 471 | A song to the oak, the brave old oak H. F. Chorley 359

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As, rising on its purple wing. . Byron 171 Bobolink! that in the meadow. Tkos Hid u s
As ships becalmed at eve, that lay . A.H. Clough 143 Bonnie wee thing! cannie wee thing! Burns
As slow our ship her foamy track. T. Moore 148Bonny Kilmeny gaed up the glen James llege og
A stranger came one night to Yussouf's tent

i Breathes there the man with soul so dead Scott

7. R. Lowell 581 Bright portals of the sky . Drum MK 277
As vonce I valked by a dismal swamp H. H. Brownell 738 | Bright red is the sun on the waves of Lough Sheeran
A swallow in the spring . . R.S. S. Andros 3461

Thos. Dar: 200
A sweet disorder in the dress . . R. Herrick 593 ' “ Bring forth the horse !" the horse was brought
As when, on Carmel's sterile steep . 7. H. Bryant 450

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At Amathus, that from the southern side Wm. Morris 88 Brutus, my lord !. . . . Shakes care o
At Bannockburn the English lay . Burns 440 Buried to-day . . . . . Miss Van 175
At early dawn I marked them in the sky Montgomery 352 Burly, dozing humble-bee! . R. W. Emerson 354
A thousand miles from land are we Barry Cornwall 354 | Busy, curious, thirsty fly. . . . Bons ne cu

But all our praises why should lords engruss?
At midnight, in his guarded tent Halleck 450

Pome
A touch, a kiss! the charm was snapt Tennyson 116 But Enoch yearned to see her face again Tennyson
At Paris it was, at the opera there Bulwer-Lytton 170 But Fortune, like some others of her sex Halleck
A traveller through a dusty road Chas. Mackay 592 But happy they ! the happiest of their kind
At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still

Thomsor
Beattie

But I remember, when the fight was done
At Timon's villa let us pass a day Pope 596

Shakespeare 39
Ave Maria ! o'er the earth and sea Byron 301 But look I o'er the fall see the angler stand
A violet in her lovely hair . . Chas. Swain 40

T. B. Read 520
A voice from stately Babylon . . Anonymous 210 But now our quacks are gamesters Geo. Crad 600
Awake! - the starry midwight hour Barry Cornwall 68 But where to find that happiest spot below
A wanderer, Wilson, from my native land T. Hood 719

Goldsmith
Away! away! through the sightless air G. W Cutter 654 | But who the melodies of morn can tell ? Benttie
A weary weed, tossed to and fro . . C. G. Fenner 474" But why do you go?" said the lady E. B. BromPKTRE 131
A well there is in the West country Southey 132 | By the wayside, on a mossy stone Ralph Hayt 299
A wet sheet and a flowing sea . . Cunningham 478 Calm is the morn without a sound Tennysor 183
A wind came up out of the sea Longfellow 297 Calm on the bosom of thy God Mrs. HORS 177
Ay, but I know . . . . . Shikespeare 160 Cano carmen sixpence, a corbis plena rye Mater dr .
A youth named Rhæcus . .

. R. Lowell 642
Baby Bye . . . . . . Theo. Tilton 4 Canute was by his nobles taught to fancy Peter Pindar 738
Bachelor's hall, what a comical place it is! Anon. 729 Ca' the yowes to the knowes. Burns 72
Back in the years when Phlagstaff, the Dane Newell 774 Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer! G.A.S!.TO
Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight Celia and I the other day . . Matt. Pro 5

Florence Percy 190 Cheeks as soft as July peaches . . #". C Dernett .
Balow, my babe, ly stil and sleipe ! Anonymous 173 Child of the later days !.

Anonymous 543
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead. . R. Browning 203 Children of God, who, faint and slow Bowdler
Beautiful! Sir, you may say so . F. B. Harte 765 | Christmas is here . . . . Thackeray 60
Beautiful, sublime, and glorious. . B. Barton 471 | Clang, clang ! the massive anvils ring A Xiny MO 433
Beautiful was the night ; . . Longfellow 550 Clasp me a little longer on the brink Campbell
Because I breathe not love to everie one Sir Ph. Sidney 64 Clear the brown path to meet his coulter's gleam
Before I trust my fate to thee . . Miss Procter 63

0. W. Holmes 421
Before Jehovah's awful throne. Watts 284 Clime of the unforgotten brave! Byron

451
Before proud Rome's imperial throne B. Barton 459 Close his eyes ; his work is done! Boker
Behold her single in the field . . Words vorth 570 Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise T. Durigat 445
Pehold the flag! Is it not a flag? R. H. Vewell 775 Come, all ye jolly shepherds. - James Hoc
Behold the sea . . . . R. I. Emerson 625 Come back, come back together. . L. E. Lardero
Behold the young, the rosy Spring (Translation of Come, brother, turn with me from pining thought
Thomas Moore) . . . A nacreon 309

R. H. Pana 6
Behold this ruin ! 'T was a skull . Anonymous 622 Come ! fill a fresh bumper . . . W. Holmes 733
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms

Come from my first, ay come! . . W"..19.
T. Moore 114 Come here, come here, and dwell Barry (

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Ben Battle was a soldier bold . . T. Hood. 747 Come, hoist the sail, the fast let go! R. M. Part 35
Bending between me and the taper A. De l'ere 109 Come in the evening, or come in the morning
Beneath a shivering canopy reclined Dr. y Leyden 299

Thos. Davis
Reneath this stony roof reclined Thos. Warton 325 Come into the garden, Maud . . Terryson og
Beside, he was a shrewd philosopher Dr. S. Butler 737 Come, let us plant the apple-tree

plant the apple-tree W.C. Brytat you
Best and brightest, come away Shelley 309 Come, listen to me, you gallants so free ANONYMOUS
Between the dark and the daylight Longfellow 24 Come live with me, and be my love C Jar et 73
Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer Young 615 Come, now a roundel, and a fairy song Shakespre 693
Beyond the smiling and the weeping H. Bonar 181 Come on, sir : here's the place. Skakrs *ear
Beyond these chilling winds and gloomy skies

Come, O thou Traveller unknown. Chas #esky pro

Anonymous 266 Come, rest in this bosom . . T. Moore 71
Bird of the wilderness . . . James Hoge 343 Come, see the Dolphin's anchor forged S. Forex 424
Birds, the free tenants of land, air, and ocean

Come, shall we go and kill us venison? Skakespeare 5*
Montgomery 351 Come, Sleep, and

Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving
Blessings on thee, little man . . Whittier 26

Beaumont and Flatrer 973
Blossom of the almond-trees . E. Arnold 361 Come Sleep, 0 Sleep, the certain knot of peace
Blow, blow, thou winter wind . Shakespeare 224

Sir I'l. Sadec 973

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