... but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy he unconflud d No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet- But. hark! that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds ...

... is life is hearsay, but we kno\v he died. Holow many men (I thus his moral give) Live but to die, the warrior dies to live. Here Manuel lieS, how m1anty a totterin Siire Of haalf his years, lacks half his youthful tire: Was not, speak ye, who viesv'd ...

... d And travel round my woodbine bower; Velight ing with thy wandering htim, a And raise me fro ynti Iny Intlsillg houir ; Oh try no more you tedious fields, Ctome taste thie sweets my garden yields : r The trea1su1es of each blooming minel The biud, the ...

... humllity, n I'll greet the fair; n And welcome, in my fortieth year, s The friend that comes so true and near:- a My first grey hair. We learn from the American Papers that the Dis- triet .Attorney having presented to tile Grand Jury n bills agailnst British ...

... For ev'ry ithoug-ht suall be oil 'aty When dimpled sniles ill happiest hours IIlunes ?? face, or ?? late loW'rs, And not a friend remains beside, Tbhon'dst find ine true wluhateeri betide. It iY not when thy heart is iglad, ?? when the tear-drop trenihles ...

... POE .TRY. THE ROSE AND SNAIL: A FABLE. (Jfier the French.) A SNAIL thus once address'd the Rose:- 4 0 fairest thou, and sweetest flow 'r NVIfiih Flora bids tier chavins disclose, - nd shied her sweetness througlih the bow'r Pardon, I pray, your humble ...

... life's gloomaiest day; wE It roce On my fOuI like an angel of gladness, pa And smil'd the dark clonds of misfortune away: no youth ev'ty prbs~lt by pleasure was bounded, ral And joy was the portion tbat destiny gave; So Twas pure as the lake by the mountains ...

... those evening bells, Dow many a tale their music tells, Of youth and home, and that sweet time Since last I beard their soothing chime. Those joyous hours are passed away, And many a friend that then wvae gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears ...

... pO e TR-Y. An, . 4V- EPILOGUE ?? the nelv ComedY of A WORD 1 'Ihe L.DfES, t spoken by Mlessrs. W. FARnREx and FAnLiEY, in Ihe cha- i raecters o f Lord yttley and Canton, and received with gi tbe iost lervent apl)lause: h Ld. oyl. Fair Ladies, by your ...

... Two, who vwere saved from the wreck, were so -mucb exhausted, that they were carried to Saltcoats, anid must have soon perished; if the boat bad not reached -them at the time it did. 'T'hle following are the natnes of the people saved: James Wallace, ...

... a chearful countenance a crime: ?? not if friends are willing to be gay, Bear with good novels, sometimes see a play: And smile within my sleeve when saints look grave, And wonder wbal can such a parson save! For not Ihe less because our little span of ...

... within our bosoms, a sacred enthusiasm, which help to nerve the soldier's arm, and animate the statesman's zeal, in those trying moments of a nation's fate when the flame of liberty is fanned by the breath of fame, and the memory of past deeds kindles ...