It will rush from the dam, where its fury is

pent,

Deep-deep-from the millions of streams in its bed;

And the foul hand, that gives it the merciless

vent,

Shall be wrung in despair for the wrath it has shed.

Aye, let her drink on till the hour of her doom!

Ye saints, that have suffered, 'tis yours to

proclaim―

"Rejoice! for the hour of her judgment is

come,

While ye sing "Alleluia!" to God and the Lamb!

MAGNA CHARTA.

"The Roman Catholics procured Magna Charta, the great bulwark of English Liberty."-Such is the constant boast of the Priests of Rome.

'Tis a falsehood!—They know it,

The boasting of knaves; 'Tis enough for the Barons

To turn in their graves.

"You gained us the Charter!"
Their ghosts may reply,

But they shrink in amaze
At the face of the lie.

"You gained us the Charter!".

That snake of a king

Had goaded the land

With a merciless sting.

And when, like a lion,

It writhed with the pain, Like a lion it bristled

Its terrible mane.

It rose in its might,

It rose in the struggle

For Freedom and Right;

And it told the base Monarch
The choice was his own,

To give it the Charter

Or forfeit his throne.

Did the Tarquin give freedom To tyrannised Rome, Compell'd to abandon

His crown and his home?

The Charter of yore,

When he could not withhold it,

But never before!

No!-never before!

For the Pope and his crew Have never cried "Freedom !"

They lie, when they do :-
They were men, I believe,
Of a different creed,

Who demanded the Charter,
At proud Runnymede.

It was wrung from the Tyrant, And wrung from the Pope, By men, who had learned

With the cowards to cope :

To tell us 66 you gained us

The Charter"-oh, fie!

But 'tis all of a piece

'Tis a falsehood—a lie.

THE GLORIOUS REFORMATION.

HAIL the glorious Reformation!
Honour of our name and nation--
Britons! lift aloud your praises,
While your Church her chorus raises,
For the men of deed and daring,
Men of high and holy bearing,

Hearts of love, and minds of might,
Morning-stars amid the night;
Born with Rome to wage the strife,
Dying for Religion's life!

'Twas the glorious Reformation
Struck at Papal domination;
Then the high resolve was given,
"Monarchs only bow to Heaven!"

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