,
known by the name of 'Forget me not'."--_Visit to the Field of
Waterloo._

No marble tells, nor columns rise,
To bid the passing stranger mourn,
Where valour fought, and bled, and died,
From friends and life abruptly torn.

Yet on the earth that veils[10] their heads,
Where bravest hearts are doom'd to rot,
This simple flower, with meek appeal,
Prefers the prayer "Forget me not."

Forget! forbid my heart responds
While bending o'er the hero's grave--
Forbid that e'er oblivion's gloom
Should shade the spot where rest the brave.

Fond kindred at this awful shrine
Will oft, with footsteps faltering,
Approach and drop the pious tear--
Sad Memory's purest offering.

And well their country marks those deeds--
The land that gave each bosom fire:
Deeds that her proudest triumph won,
But gaining, saw her sons expire.

And ages hence will Britain's sons,
As trophied tributes meet their view,
Admire, exult--yet mourn the pangs
These glories cost, at Waterloo.

D.

[10] The layer of earth scarce covers the bodies, so may be
called a veil.

* * * * *

SWORD PRESENTED BY THE KING TO THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON, ON THE
ANNIVERSARY OF WATERLOO.

On the hilt, and executed in high relief, are branches of oak
surrounding the crown. The bark of the branches are opening, which
display the words--"India, Copenhagen, Peninsula, and Waterloo." The top
part of the scabbard exhibits his majesty's arms, initials, and crown;
the middle of the scabbard exhibits the arms and orders of the Duke of
Wellington on the one side, and on the reverse his batons. The lower end
has the thunderbolt and wings, the whole surrounded with oak leaves and
laurel, with a rich foliage, in which was introduced the flower of the
Lotus. The blade exhibits, in has relief, his majesty's arms, initials,
and crown; the arms, orders, and batons, of the Duke of Wellington,
Hercules taming the tiger, the thunderbolt, the British colours bound up
with the caduceus and fasces, surrounded by laurel, and over them the
words--"India, Copenhagen, Peninsula, and Waterloo," terminating with a
sheathed sword, surrounded by laurel and palm.

* * * * *

ODDITIES.

Fashion-mongers make odd work with language. Thus, we read of Mrs.
Ravenshaw giving a "petit" _souper_ to about 150 of the _haut ton_.

Th