... rioginqf. Tlhe savinr that ' a Prophet bas no horour in his t ev'a country, has ?? been verified itn the fiIettr. I it)g receptiot given to the following most proloui il Prjphecy,-which las laely found favor in tlhcyesI of the .lo:uita ' C'a uaicli', Statesman, (ni Gsbe, lras- sininerand otlerl-ndoll Pril t., ' hence it has o- i ceeded to make the totur of thle country Journals, 1intil at ...

... tm . a ) . rA ._ : Who in tdis world of care and strife, )oth kindly cheer and sweeten liie, As friend, componion, and asiwife ? -ris Woman.. Who by a thousand tender wiles, By fbnd endearment,- and-by smiles, Our bosom of As carebeguiles 1. * - - 'Tis Woman. From whom do all our pleasures flow; Who draws the scorpion sting of woe, And bids the heart with transport glow? 'Tis Woman. When hours ...

... .ppdkal %electioO. A TALE, BIythe Rev. F. Bishop. No plate bad John and Joan to hoard, Plain folk in humble plight ; One only tankard -crowh'd their board, And that was fill'd each night; Along whose inner bottom sketch'd, In pride of chubby grace, Some rude engraver's hand had etch'd A baby angel's face. John swallow'd first a moderate sup; But Joan was not like John; For,when her lips once ...

... Origa.l Poeiry. I : Imitatio of the ?? Odle of Honrlek. Past~r ctub, tralzere pljercita naviiw, &c* e When to o~'scadist.int city, ?? N5datlieoll d' his asdss Aindwith sodndevoid ofypity, Ravag'd Russia's steijiejatds. As he cross'd the sas len Oder, i Rising near his rapid boat, t From.the stream ebge sad forbrder e Sung alotd this arning note. , 4 Boast not of thy new alliance, e 4 And ...

... pogtital %ercttanO. ?? V. The following beautiful lines (written in. a severe Frost, and strong Haze, on Sunday Morning, January 2, 1S14,) are copied fromn the Sheffield Iris. How drear and awful is this solitudet Nature herself is surely, dead, and'o'er Her cold and stiffen'd corpse a windiing. sheet, Of bright unsullied purity, is thrown. -lonw still she lies t she smiles, she breathes no ...

... I-Poetical §??dcctiolm Tilt FIILD 0 BATTLE. (rrome Wailer Scotu's Poem of fVaterloo.) L~ook forth, once -ntoe, with soften'd-heart,. Ere from the field of fame we part;' Triumph arid sorrow border near, And joy oft melts into a tear. Alas! wlsa links of love that morn Has ?? We'hand dundee tod' - For ne'er wai1kso sternly foteght, And ne'er was cdi!+est deaterl1ought. Miere pileizi common ...

... poctical ce~crtlono. * / A FRAGMENT, snd in a Case containing a humrneu Skeltet.on Behold this ruin! 'twas a skull Once of ethereal spirit full! This narrow cell was Life's retreat; This space was Thought's mysterious seat! What beauteous pictures fill'd this spot- What dreams of pleasure, tong forgot? Nor Love, nor Joy, nor Hope, nor Fear, Has left one trace or record here! * Beneath this ...

... Origtnal. To the EDITORS oj the Liverpool SIercuY'. The following Song may serve to amuse some of your readers it is said to have been picked up in the street, at a very late hour, after one of the PIT D)inners in the neighbourhood; and is supposed, from the careless style of its compositiOn, to have been prepared in great haste for the glorious occa- sion . Your's, &C. THE PRINCIPLES OF PITT; ...

... poetical %cictton-. BXTRACT OF A SPEECII DELIVERED (WITHOUT RHYME. BuT WriTH ALL ITS f REASON) BY A NOBLE LORD, ON THE 27ch FEB. 1818. 0 Byp ildness and justice, we've saved this great nation, 1 And now come to ask for isdemnssficatioM. [A lauge, and hear, hear!] Yet, not for ourselves, you behold us as suitors, But 1 Gentlemen, (71inteless) our fit co-adjutors. is [NVods of assent, ...

... =- Z=?? . ?? %)CIectfano. )y IMITATION OF A SCHOOL OF MODERN POETRY. An Attemnpt at the Sinlyie. What! Stranger, have you never heard Of the Lady under the holly-tree ? The tale is sad, and will make you weep,- It always does me. This Lady had a little dog, 'Twas of King Charles's breed, And she loved him as well, as no tongue can tell, Ay, very much indeed! But poor little P ompey was taken ...

... fiwriginal. LINX E S, On Vieiwing. that? fine sweelp of the River Dee, at BoughlonI, vear Chester. Transparent, pure, illusive stream, Leor ever changing, still the same;- In thee, as in a glass serene, )Man's true identity is seen, As swift to ocean's vast expanse, Onward thy ' wizard streams advance, Successive strea-is their place supply, And glide in silentsssiftness by. Thus life, which ...

... LQ, w~CGNA7rrs. ?? ~ ~ . * i 0VilW - 'Jfl- 4's1a. !u our 16jI ti6*9 tn bpleasite ii nlticing th tisaon gested, at tbhr r~hMq* Ceoceen, by abe zpove taiesatsofo@~ - tewianman ?? es, a-ivese- how to 44d&,thiwdifnii ng Mr .1 'ts~se- alts Wr. alas-exeraed %if, copniderable effect in behalf of his*iend, Mr.'W m l ~(6bifaliieUbw~t~wfsiflsU also) whose con c ' ?? been altogether ni in i; Is ...