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She kissed his cheeks so downy,

So beautiful, so brown,
And amid his locks so golden

She wove a silver crown.
Her breath was music round him,

And her presence fancies fair
That cradled the happy dreainer

In a winged and rosy lair.
She looked on the sleeping shepherd

And her love with gazing grew,
And the limbs of the lovely mortal

She bathed in immortal dew.
“O, happy shepherd of Latmos,

What sleeping bliss divine !
I might close mine eyes for ever,

To win one sleep like thine !"
Thus sang the gentle Acis,

And rose to pluck a bloom, With the hair of the lovely sea-nymph

To mingle its sweet perfume. A noise was heard-a rumbling,

A crushing sound.—“O stay! Oh, Acis, Acis !"-Buried

Beneath a rock he lay:
The rock came fiom the high cliff-

A huge and pointed stone-
By the hand of the savage monster,

The bloody Cyclops, thrown.
He stood on the craggy summit,

And laugh'd with a laughter wild; " I have slain at once,

and buried, False goddess thy mortal child !" The lovely Galatea,

She stood in speechless fear;
On the rock that covered her Acis

She dropt the streaming tear.

In a gorgeous room a lady sat when many years

were o'er, She iung aside with discontent, the heavy crown

she wore ; Oh love and hope, life's only dower, how dark

when you are gone, Is all the world may iling around the tenant of a

throne ! But she pass'd on, in glory pass d—for mortals

dare not know The solemn hours, the mystery of that lone spir.

it's woe. Men saw her power, men spake her praise, but

man might never tell How she felt when Mary's son was born, or gal.

lant Essex fell. How often, ʼmid her revelry, when seemingly

most blest, She felt as woman only feels whose heart has

found no rest! How oft proud England's Queen might dream

even of youth's captive day, How wake to weep o'er vanished hopes, it boots

now to say Within a still and darken'd room the last proud

Tudor slept, And England's noblest, bravest, best, as for a

mother wept ; And she had known in death's lone hour, how

vain even prayer must be To win another lot for us than what is Heaven's




By the gorgeous oriel window of an antique lofty

room, A lady sat in youth's first blush, but with a brow

of gloomA captive in her father's hall; yet might that

lady fair Have worn the gem of England's crown among

her long bright hair. She struck her lute; it answer'd, but in sad and

sighing tone; She tried the learning which she loved, -its power

to please was gone; The rich and rare embroidery her slender fingers

traced, Seemed to her like her future Jot, a wild but

splendid waste. She longing looked across the glade : a milk-maid

came along, With freedom's step and health's bright look, she

sung some simple simple song. The lady sighed Pride's bitter sigh, “ Now by

the rood !" said she, • I'd give my hopes of England's crown that mer

ry lass to be!"

Oh, sing of fair Lucerne,

Ye troubadours gay, Its snow-covered mountains,

Where, at break of day, The lover of nature,

Its steep ascent won, From Righi's high summit

Stands hailing the sun. Oh, sing of Pilatus,

Where, old legends say, The spirit of Pontius

Doth oftentimes stray : Where credulous peasants,

Too timid to roam, Warn strangers to flee from

The suicide's home.

Oh, sing of wild Burglen,

Its village and dell, Oh, crown with due honor

The birth-place of Tell or him who fought nobly

His country to save : A strain for the hero !

A song for the brave ! Oh, sing of the true hearts,

The gallant, the free, Who perish'd in battle,

But won Liberty,

On Westminsters' time-honor'd vane the sun is

sinking down, And England's wisest Sovereign has ta'en her

father's crown

Oh, theirs be the honor,

The nobly earn'd fame, Whose deeds have ennobled

The Patriot's name.



The Beautiful and True, dear love,

The Beautiful and True,
Oft they meet to part, but yet

They never say, Adieu :
The stars, how gloriously they greet!

But then, as moru comes on,
Heaven's pavement to their glittering feet,

Is echoeless and lone.
Brightly they dance away, but still

Such partings yield no pain;
For ne'er they bid adieu, until
They've sworn to meet again,

Dear love,
They've sworn to meet again !
I saw two birds, like Faith on wings,

Meet o'er the waters blue;
O they could part like hopeful things,

Nor breathe a last adieu.
I saw a warrior, armed for fight,

Quit bis lady fond and true
But their lips first held a meeting bright,

And thus they bade adieu !
I saw two ships part company,

O’er the ocean's sparkling foam,
And the “Outward Bound," a song of glee,
And the “ Homeward,' a song of home,

Dear love, And the “ Homeward,” a song of home! O Minnie, thy words may breathe,“ Farewell!”

But thy voice hath a binding thrill, Whose latest sound shall wreathe a spell

To keep thee present still. The touch of thy hand, when kind and fond,

And thy smile, and thy waving hair, And thy soft deep eyes, with their hopes beyond

The gloom of each passing care, Shall haunt me still, and when thou art gone I will live in a dream of thee,

[on, And with thee will rove when the night comes Through the grove to our trysting tree,

Dear Love, Through the grove to our trysting tree. Banks of the Stour.

J. B.

Seemed to surround my ear and eye,
And clothed the naked Cheshire side
With more than Thames' fertility !
And those low swamps that now divide
The dock-banked Mersey from the Dee,
(Perchance uniting them before
Man's daring hand walled out the sea,)
The yellow hue of harvest wore,
And in its ridged abundance waved
Among farm-yards and cottages.
Fruit trees, that had not vainly craved
Help to sustain their bending load,
Were propped in most prolific ease
Before each laborer's abode.
And mingled sounds of lowing kine
And laughing childhood rose above
Such notes and hummings as combine,
In lowlier hymns, to peace and love.
While on the noble river's breast
There was a press of pleasure boats,
And on its bank, all gaily dressed,
A joyous crowd,-such a denotes
A more than common holiday !
I joined, methought, the happy throng
That seemed in such delight to stray
With fruitful Nature, as if wrong
And homeless want had passed away-
Now laughing at the graceful freaks
or childhood gambolling on the grass,
Admiring now the rosy cheeks
Of bright-eyed maidens as they pass,
Until my heart, its load of care
Thrown off, became as light as air !

At length arose a strong desire
To know the cause of all this joy ;
While hesitating to inquire,
An old man (with a little boy
Who begged not vainly, his grandsire
To let him join the revelry
Of laughing groups) accosted me.
"I did," said he, “ in my hot youth,
My utmost to prevent this scene;
But struggling 'gainst the tide of truth
A waste of strength has ever been !
'Tis strange, but 'twas a common creed
With those who loved the Church and State,
That fruitless ruin would succeed,
And England become desolale
Her unploughed fields o'ergrown with weeds;
Her every grange a ruined heap
For owls to hoot in; and her deeds
Of matchless prowess on the deep
Be only heard in idle song,
To soothe the ear of slavery.
And yet how far all this was wrong,
How very few have lived, like me,
To witness in this jubilee!”



BANKS OF THE MERSEY. “ Was it a vision or i waking dream?"-Keats. While stretched beside broad Mersey's stream One sunny winter's day, When January's genial beam Looked like the shades of May, I mused myself into a dream, But whether waking or asleep, Suffice it not to say But sounds as various as the leap Of myriad-life in summer woods, And hues as manifold and deep As color autumn's solitudes,

I listened more and more perplext,
Like one (too late) who hopes in vain
The sermon may reveal the text;
But said at last : “ Will you explain
The nature of this great event
I fain would learn. Astonishment
Seemed to dilate his aged eyes,
And make his reverend brow appear
A furrowed field in Autumn guise ;
His lips, meanwhile, appeared to wear
A tortured shape, as if surprise
Must have its leaven of contempt
E'en with the time-subdued and wise.



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The Babe within its sleep bas smiled Such celebration as is here,

As o'er it streams that influence mild; Till now remaining to be told

Nay, springs it up, with look of love That this is Free Trade's Fiftieth Year ? As mounts that harmony above.

L. D. 'Twere dangerous then should Cairo's Lord

Claim tribute from those chieftains' sword; THE HARP OF MEMNON.

Yet were there peril round his throne,

Resistless aid from them were known. [On the Plains of Thebes there stood, in ancient But now that small band mingled there, times, a statue of Memnon, the Egyptian Apollo, Are kneeling towards the Sun in prayer, bearing a harp. At sunrise a breeze passed through And hail the sign they deem is given its strings, and called from them a wild music.]

From that bright watcher of their Heaven. Recall ye how, in distant clime,

O Harp of Memnon ! 'tis from thee The silent Harp that Memnon bore

Those glorious harmonies may be ! When through its strings at dawning time,

Though feeble prototype, thy Lord, Airs from the sun's-rise rushed once more

Of Him through Egypt's land adored, Sent streams of Harmony more deep

Yet influences on Him that wait Than Music the star-orbits keep?

An hour of life for thee create ;I see within that sultry land,

Enough of sympathy maintains 'Neath clustering dates, an Arab band,

Between ye,—that this desert ground Young mother and her child are there,

Is vocal with responsive strains 'Mid stern sons of that burning air.

Through Him, thou shedd'st around. Silence is keeping watch, -no sound

The dream is past,-from childhood's hour, Hovereth the unmeasured waste around,

O'er me the tale holds charméd power, Save the small bell the camel wears

And ever hath its emblem shown Tinkleth, as up from sleep he rears.

Power waked by sympathy alone.

E. H.
Upon the farthest circling line,
Where seems the morning first to shine
Between the bright sky and the Earth,
As from the heights of each its birth,
Arises a resplendant form:
No earthly passion's touch may warm
That brow serene,-that glorious face
May sully with its lightest trace.
He looks upon the silent plain,
As that were safe beneath his reign;

Yet catching from its sons of fire
No restless aim, no fierce desire.
The earthly image of the Sun,

From the Metropolitan.
Who through the calm skies speedeth on,
Shedding all splendor,—but who takes

The air is heavy with the breath of flowers, Impress from nought he glorious makes.

And music floats around me like a dream; Resteth a lyre in those still hands;

I see the smile of beauty in her bowers, But whence the impulse that commands

And clustering lamps like stars above me From those hushed strings the descant high

gleam; Should to their master's look reply?

I hear the voice of merriment sweep by, No mortal hand from those strong chords

But wake no echoing gladness in my breast; May rouse a speech more sweet ihan words ; I know that light and happy hearts are nigh, No human touch from them may pour

But feel mine own with heaviness oppressid Music that unto heaven should soar.

There is a thought all gladness overpowers, Only the breeze, with its pure wings,

And renders beauty dim unto my sightMay reach the treasures of those strings, 0! where are they, whose smiles in former And loosen from their slumber deep,

hours The charmed melodies they keep.

Have filled my soul with happiness and light? Gone is the hour of midnight rest,

Go, ask the deep !-the wanderers o'er it The faint Moon sinketh in the west,

rangeAnd, making bright the horizon dun,

Go, ask the earth !—for it hath claim'd the Upsoar thy mighty rays—thou Sun!

dead-The Sun's beams dart across the plain;

Go, ask the winds!—like traitor-friends they Hark! whence may come that answering strain ? change-Far as the horizon circleth round


were taken and the false are Aed! Extend those mighty waves of sound


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'Tis ever thus !—the flowers we pluck must Joyous as though the sun-light, turned

die !-To song, within their music burned;

And those we love must perish, or forget!Wild-as if ether-born they seem;

To think of other hours, is but to sigh--
Changeful-as melodies we dream;
Yet deep-as if the notes were sung,

And memory, but a title of regret!

'Tis ever thus --or earth would be too bright, By watching Power o'er Earth that hung. Are they from chorus round his Throne?

And hearts would love to linger in its bowers When has such lay on Earth been known?

But who would mourn eve's coming, when the

light Come they from chambers af the Night, To greet his step who wakens Light?

Of day hath gleam'd alone on blighted low



OLD Paintings.-A dozen of old paintings, on and sulphuric acid. This pile may be thus used a small scale, are now exhibiting at the Egyptian up with renewing the exciting liquid.Ibid. Hall, and attributed (or at any rate eight or nine of them) to Giotto. Their history is, that they The Durham MONUMENT.-The monument to had lain two hundred years as lumber, in the the memory of the late Lord Durham, a Grecian house of an individual near Bristol, and were ac- temple on the summit of Painshaw-hill, in the cidentally brought to light by a sale of his effects. county of Durham, is to be commenced on the They are on copper, and six represent the life of 28th, with great masonic ceremonies. The founChrist from the annunciation to the crucifixion ; dation-stone is to be laid by the Earl of Zetland; the other six are scriptural and classical subjects. and the stone for the building has been generously It is hardly possible to imagine the series to have given by the Marquis of Londonderry, from a been painted by one hand; nor can we think that neighboring quarry on his estate.--Ibid. either Giotto or Breughel (to one of whose names

ELECTRIC Fluid.-M. Thilorier and M. Ch. several are ascribed) have had aught to do with these productions. The Annunciation is a beau- Lafontaine have submitted for the opinion of a tiful piece, finely drawn, and possessing a degree committee of the Academy of Sciences, Paris, of elegancy quite inconsistent with the condition experiments which appear to them to prove the of the arts at the early period of Giotto ; and its existence of a new imponderable fluid analogous to companions, though widely different in character, examine and report are MM. Magendie, Chev

electricity or to magnetism. The committee to certainly neither pertain to that artist nor his age. As for the three Breughels, “the old," " the vel. reul, and Poncelet.-Paris Letter. vet,” and “the hellish," there is no mark of the

MODE OF PUTTING NEW Roots to OLD TREES. pencil of one or another in any of these subjects. It appears to consist in cutting off a tap root Whose they are, we cannot tell; but they are cu- and grafting fibres all round the stem, which shoot rious performances, and merit the inspection of out (like grafts in the ordinary manner on trees amateurs. In some there are parts of admirable above), and draw the nutriment to the plant, as if coloring; in others high talent of design; other they had formed its original parts.—Lit. Gaz. portions, again, are ludicrous and grotesque, full of deformity in limb, and burlesque in feature. Lach.-Several German journals give an acThe costumes, oriental, Roman, &c., are strange count of an extraordinary phenomenon which took and antique, and, in most, the general effects of place a short time since in the lake near the conan artist-like description.-Lit. Gaz.

vent of Lach. While the weather was perfectly

serene, the waters of the lake rose in a few minWollaston PilE.—A Wollaston pile, with a utes, and overflowed the banks on all sides. They concentrated solution of sulphate of zinc for the after a short space again subsided, and retired to a exciting liquid, and a little sulphate of copper and point far lower than their original level, exposing sulphuric acid added, maintained the same inten- several extensive abysses which had been hitherto sity for several days together; and not only re- unknown. A loud subterraneous noise was at quired no cleaning, but the more it is used, the the same time heard ; the trees on the banks were more regular its action becomes, the solution of torn up by the roots, and large crevices formed in zinc concentrating itself more and more at the the banks. A sulphurous vapor arose, and a great expense of the elements which compose it. When number of fish were observed to float dead on the the current begins to be weaker, it is sufficient to surface of the water. Many birds were also sufadd again a small quantity of sulphate of copper I focated by the odor.-Athenæum.

OBSERVATIONS were made at the Observatory |tion, number, and changes of color of the falling in Paris during the eclipse of the moon on the 31st stars, we shall be able to predict with certainty ult. On this occasion the light of the moon, al. the wind that will prevail, and the rain, storms, though under what is called a total eclipse, did &c., that will take place on the following day. not entirely disappear; but at the height of the M. Gravier declares that he has for several months eclipse gave foril a dull red light. This light passed entire nights in observing the falling stars, used to be attributed to phosphorescent emana- and that every morning at seven o'clock he detions from the moon, but ihe modern astronomers livered to M. Arago, at the Observatory, his preascribe it to the solar rays refracted by the ter- diction for the day, without baving been once in restial atmosphere. The light, however, at the error!-Athenæum. eclipse of the 31st ult. presented too frequent and rapid variations of intensity to have any connex

French ANTIQUARIAN INTELLIGENCE.—The ion with the changes that were possible at the visitors of Normandy may be glad to hear that a same time in the earth's atmosphere. The well-small work lias been laiely published on some known but curious phenomenon of the appear- curious Roman remains at Étretat. It is entitled ance of two moons at one period of the eclipse of the various objects and remains found there in

L'Etretat Souterrain, and contains a description added to its grandeur.--Athenæum.

1835 and 1842, with views of the Roman build. EXPLOSION OF GUNPOWDER.-M. Piobert has as ings, vases, and tombs-the whole from the pen certained that gunpowder will not explode unless of the Abbe Cochet.-The Institut Catholique, an the grains be compact, and that if the interstices ecclesiastical and archæological journal, publishbetween them be filled up with finely-powdered ed at Lyons, is becoming daily more esteemed in charcoal, the gunpowder, if set fire io, will not the French antiquarian world. All the mediæval explode, and will fuse slowly. When the pow- antiquities of that part of France are successively der is removed from the magazine for use, all noticed in this periodical, and some valuable conthat is necessary to restore the explosive property tributions are made by architects and professors is to sift it. M. Piubert made a communication of archæology in the ancient primatial metropolis on this subject to the government, but it does not of Gaul. There is a project on foot for rebuildappear that his plan was put to the test. In Rus- ing, in one of the suburbs of Rheims, the celebrasia, however, it has been tried, and there bas ted abbatial church of St. Nicaise. The prefect been received from M. Fadeioff' an account of of the department and the archbishop of the prothe numerous essays made by the members of a

vince take inuch interest in the undertaking, and commission, appointed to report on the discovery. funds are collecting for the purpose. The new M. Fadejoff states that the trials were successful. edifice will be rather smaller than the old one; -Ibid.

but the same plan, decorations, &c., will be ad

hered to.-Ibid. Silicic ETHERS.-M. Ebelmen, the discoverer of boric ether, has just succeeded in obtaining sili

ANCJENT CHURCH-Music.-M. Jouannet, licic ethers by the action of alcohol on chloride brarian of Bordeaux, has presented to the Conite of silicium. 'lle described the process, and an. Historique a facsimile copy of an ecclesiastical nounced farther interesting reactions of alcohol chant of the tenth century. The original forms on the chlorides of titanium, tin, phosphorus, ar- the termination of a New Testament, a ms. on senic, and sulphur; the details will form i he sub- parchment of that date, and coming originally jects of future communications.—Lit. Guz. from the abbey of La Suave. The notation and

the lettering of this ms. are exactly similar to А GHRONOLOGICAL CHART OF ANGLICAN those of the Mystere des Vierges jolles, from a Church-ARCHITECTURE.-Has just been pub. celebrated ms. once at Limoges, but now in the lished * on a small sheet of paper (stretched and Bibliotheque Royale, and from which a facsimile folding up on canvass), about 22 inches by 14, and extract has been published in the volume of in. got up in the neatest style, so as to be quite a pic-structions issued by the Comite on the subject of ture, as well as a capital index to the various peri. ecclesiastical music — The restoration of the Gre. ods of Anglican church-building. It is divided into gorian chant in many parochial churches of Paris the Anglo-Saxon, 600 to 1066—Anglo-Norman, I has been attended with the best effects. None to 1154—transition, to 1189—early English or but male voices participate in them; and from seve lancet, to 1272—decorated, 1377—perpendicular, en to eight hundred men of the working classes florid, or Plantagenet, 1485— Tudor, to 1547-may now be seen at vespers in some of the larger and debased, to 1640–epochs as accurately fixed churches, joining in this solemn ancient spiritual as the subject would admit, and with examples exercise. The Comite have authorized M. Bot. of each from existing specimens, well engraved, tee de Toulmon to publish three masses of music, and running transversely across the page to print- chosen from among the most interesting of the ed descriptions of the various characteristics. fourteenth, fifteenin, sixteenth, and seventeenth To have so much in one point of view is a great centuries. The music is to be printed with mor. desideratum, and the convenience of the plan is able types, not engraved, and ihe original notaheightened by its gay antique and many-colored tion is to be accompanied by a transport into motypography.--Ibid,

dern notation. A short explanatory notice is to

accompany each mass. -The learned Dom Guer. Falling Stars Prognostics of WEATHER.- auger is making rapid progress with his collecM. Coulvier Gravier thinks that all the changes tion of ancient ecclesiastieal music, already menwhich take place in the terrestial atmosphere tioned as intended for publication. It will conhave their origin in the upper regions. If, says sist, when complete, of 6000 pieces of plain chant says M. Gravier, we watch at night the direc- selected from all epochs down to the sixteenth

* Sunter. York, and various publishers in London, Oxford, century; the whole accompanied by the modern and Cambridge.

system of notation.--Ibid.

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