Which in eternity's deep bosom lies! And rival angels in the praise of thee! YOUNG. LINES, WRITTEN ONLY A WEEK PRIOR TO THE DEATH OF THE AUTHOR As blooms the violet 'neath the thorn, Or lily of the vale; So bloom'd my friend in life's gay morn, As sweetly and as frail, When sickness came, the flowers decay'd Beneath the noxious breeze And in the hallow'd spot was laid, A faded form like these. Yet say not here Antonio lies Beneath the valley's clod The soul that knew o'er earth to rise, CHRISTMAS CAROL.• The Boares head in hand bear I, And I pray you, masters, be merry • The above is the first Carol on printed Record G Is the brauest dish in all the land, Being thus bedeck'd with a gay garland; Let vs servire canticoa CHORUS. Caput Apri defero, &c. about 300 years old; as it is song in the hall of Queen's College Oxford, at Christmas. (Dibdin.) "When the first course is served up in the refectory on Christmas day, in the said College, the Manciple brings a Boar's Head from the kitchen, up to the high table, accompanied with one of the Taberders, who lays his hand on the charger. The Taberder sings the above song, and when they come to the chorus, all the Members that are in the refectory join ་ together and sing it." (Anthony a Wood.) Our Steward hath provided this Sing Jehovah, man become, Offspring of the Virgin's womb; Love supreme and boundless power. In triumphant shouts of praise, All at once your voices raise : All in harmony conspire, Full and perfect be the choir. Sons of Levi, lead the band, Quickly rouse each slumb'ring land; On the silver trumpets swell Tidings of salvation tell. Tender youths and virgins fair, Hallelujahs all prepare ; With the softly warbling flute Happy souls advanc'd in grace, All, in cheerful happy union cry, |