Oh! but my step is weak, Aileen, aroon! Wan and pale is my cheek, Aileen, aroon! Come o’er the ocean tide, No more to leave my side, Come, my betrothed bride, Aileen, aroon. Come, ere the grave will close Aileen, aroon! O’er me and all my woes, Aileen, aroon! Come with the love of old, True as is tested gold, Pet lamb of all the fold, Aileen, aroon. By the strand of the sea, Aileen, aroon! Still I’ll keep watch for thee, Aileen, aroon! There with fond love I’ll hie, Looking with tearful eye For thee until I die, Aileen, aroon. ----- [1] Aileen, aroon—pronounced Ileen a roon—Ellen, darling, Anglice. * * * * * SONNET. BY CAROLINE MAY. LOVE before admiration! Yes, oh yes! Far sooner than give up the quiet love Of a few warm, strong hearts, or even less, Of one true heart alone, where like a dove, To her own nest, I may for comfort press, I’d yield the admiration of the world, Were the world’s admiration mine! Confess, Thou, over whom Fame’s banner is unfurled, Can that broad banner hide thee from distress? Thou, in whose ears the trumpet-peals of Fame Forever sound, can those loud peals suppress The secret sigh that trembles through thy frame? Ah no! Take empty Fame away, and give Love before admiration, or I cannot live. * * * * * THE LADY OF THE ROCK. A LEGEND OF NEW ENGLAND. BY MISS M. J. WINDLE. (_Continued from page 181._) CHAPTER V. The convent bells are ringing, But mournfully and slow; In the gray, square turret swinging, With a deep sound, to and fro, Heavily to the heart they go! Hark! the hymn is singing— The song for the dead below, Or the living who shortly shall be so! BYRON’S PARISINA. THE thirtieth of January, memorable in history, rose gloomy and dark, as though the heavens would express their sympathy with the tragedy about to be enacted. Three days only had been allowed the condemned prisoner between his sentence and his execution. This interval, during the day, he had spent chiefly in reading and prayer. On each night he had slept long and soundly, although the noise of the workmen employed in framing his scaffold, and making other preparations for his execution distinctly reached his ears.