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PRISCILLA, THE PILGRIM MAIDEN.*

Through the Plymouth woods John Alden went on his errand;

Came to an open space, and saw the disk of the ocean, Sailless, sombre, and cold with the comfortless breath of the east-wind;

Saw the new-built house, and people at work in a meadow;

Heard, as he drew near the door, the musical voice of Priscilla

Singing the hundredth Psalm, the grand old Puritan anthem,

Music that Luther sang to the sacred words of the Psalmist,

Full of the breath of the Lord, consoling and comforting

many.

Then, as he opened the door, he beheld the form of the maiden

Seated beside her wheel, and the carded wool like a snow-drift

Piled at her knee, her white hands feeding the ravenous spindle,

While with her foot on the treadle she guided the wheel in its motion.

* Priscilla Mullins, afterwards the wife of John Alden, above alluded to.

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PRISCILLA, THE PILGRIM MAIDEN.

Open wide on her lap lay the well-worn psalm-book of Ainsworth,

Printed in Amsterdam, the words and the music

together,

Rough-hewn, angular notes, like stones in the wall of a churchyard,

Darkened and overhung by the running vine of the

verses.

Such was the book from whose pages she sang the old Puritan anthem,

She, the Puritan girl,* in the solitude of the forest, Making the humble house and the modest apparel of home-spun

Beautiful with her beauty, and rich with the wealth of her being!

H. W. LONGFELLOW.

The compiler respectfully takes exception to the term "Puritan" as applied to the Pilgrim Fathers, or any one of their company. They were Separatists, but not Puritans; the distinctions between these parties are too important to admit of any tampering with the facts on this point. The Puritans justified the intrusion of the powers of the State into the realms of conscience, and invoked those powers to enforce their views. The Separatists-to their eternal honour be it spoken-never persecuted, even in a persecuting age, and, when called upon to do so, protested and voted against it, as utterly opposed to Christ's teaching. They were also the first in modern times to assert the absolute supremacy of Christ in all matters concerning a Christian's conscience, and the independence of Christ's Kingdom of the powers of the world.

THE MAYFLOWER RIDING AT ANCHOR.

EVENING.

Slowly as out of the heavens, with apocalyptical splen

dors,

Sank the City of God, in the vision of John the Apostle, So, with its cloudy walls of chrysolite, jasper, and sapphire,

Sank the broad red sun, and over its turrets uplifted Glimmered the golden reed of the angel who'measured

the city.

Dimly the shadowy form of the Mayflower riding at anchor,

Rocked on the rising tide, and ready to sail on the

morrow.

MORNING.

-The village of Plymouth

Woke from its sleep, and arose, intent on its manifold

labors.

Sweet was the air and soft; and slowly the smoke from the chimneys

Rose over roofs of thatch, and pointed steadily east

ward;

Men came forth from the doors, and paused and talked of the weather,

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THE MAYFLOWER RIDING AT ANCHOR.

Said that the wind had changed, and was blowing fair for the Mayflower.

Merrily sang the birds, and the tender voices of women Consecrated with hymns the common cares of the household.

Out of the sea rose the sun, and the billows rejoiced at his coming;

Beautiful were his feet on the purple tops of the moun

tains ;

Beautiful on the sails of the Mayflower riding at anchor,

Battered and blackened and worn by all the storms of the winter.

Loosely against her masts was hanging and flapping her

canvas,

Rent by so many gales, and patched by the hands of the sailors.

Suddenly from her side, as the sun rose over the ocean, Darted a puff of smoke, and floated seaward; anon rang Loud over field and forest the cannon's roar, and the echoes

Heard and repeated the sound, the signal-gun of depar ture!

Ah! but with louder echoes replied the hearts of the people!

Meekly, in voices subdued, the chapter was read from the Bible,

Meekly the prayer was begun, but ended in fervent entreaty !

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