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Volume V, No. 1.
Whole No. 17.
Expression in Reading
BY ROBERT LLOYD.*
'Tis not enough the voice be sound and clear, 'Tis modulation that must charm the ear. When desperate heroines grieve with tedious moan, And whine their sorrows in a see-saw tone, The same soft sounds of unimpassioned woes Can only make the yawning hearers doze.
That voice all modes of passion can express
Some placid natures fill the allotted scene
* Robert Lloyd was an English poet of the middle eighteenth century.
In the low whisper than tempestuous tone:
He who in earnest studies o'er his part
BY FLORENCE EARL COATES.
do the Outlook.]
The toie, 'the point of view,
For death in patroit fight may be
Less gallant than a smile,
Seems in itself worth while!
BY A. CONAN DOYLE.
(The French Army, including a part of the Irish Brigade, under Marshal Villeroy, held the fortified town of Cremona during the winter of 1702. Prince Eugène, with the Imperial Army, surprised it one morning, and, owing to the treachery of a priest, occupied the whole city before the alarm was given. Villeroy was captured, together with many of the French garrison. The Irish, however, consisting of the regiments of Dillon and of Burke, held a fort commanding the river gate, and defended themselves all day, in spite of Prince Eugène's efforts to win them over to his cause. Eventually Eugène, being unable to take the post, was compelled to withdraw from the city.)
The Grenadiers of Austria are proper men and tall;
And the morning saw them masters of Cremona.
There's not a man to whisper, there's not a horse to neigh,
They are holding every vantage in Cremona.
And I sorely fear we both have lost Cremona."
And the black and yellow flag flies o'er Cremona."
there; Says he, "Come in your shirt,
* From "Songs of Action." Copyright 1898 by Doubleday & McClure Co., New York.
And you won't take any hurt,
For the morning air is pleasant in Cremona."
Major Dan O'Mahony is at the barrack gate,
Ere the Kaiserlics shall boast they hold Cremona.
Major Dan O'Mahony has reached the river fort, And just six hundred Irish lads are joining in the sport; "Come, take a hand !" says he, “And if you will stand by me,
Then it's glory to the man who takes Cremona!"
Prince Eugène of Austria has frowns upon his face,
That only they are left in all Cremona!"
MacDonnell he has reigned his mare beside the river
dike, And he has tied the parley flag upon a sergeant's pike; Six companies were there From Limerick and Clare,
The last of all the guardians of Cremona.
"Now, Major Dan O'Mahony, give up the river gate,
And no quarter for the Irish in Cremona!"
And Major Dan he laughed: “Faith, if what you say be
And if they will not come until they hear again from you,
And we'll keep you snug and safely in Cremona.”
All the weary day the German stormers came,