... Adve-voillf.. BALLADB~r B HAInr rfntI . old man, old man, thy locks are gray, Ald the winter winds blow cold; Why wander abroad on thy weary way, Ande leave thy home's ivarm fold?' T The winter winds blow cold, 'tis true, a ;:d I am old to roam; But I may Wander the wide world through Ere I shallind my bome. And where do thy children loiter so long? Have they left thee, thus old and forlorn ...

... laoctu). We are indebted to a friend for a espy of the fol- ed, lowing verses, the author of which is alike unknown to a c t~iim and to ourselves. They possess considerable spitit and originality; although, in Cou opinion, the author iS ninewhat too severe upon Napoleon Bonaparte, who, with ai si imaperfections on his head (ard they v ere net a fcw-) was Hyperion to a satyr, comlpared ...

... nx -s we; v it STANZAS ti To the mcnery of the Spanish Patriots latest killed, In resisting the Regency and the Duke of Angouleme. ft BY T. CMPBDELL, EYQ. Brave men, who at the Trocadero fell- Beside your cannons conquer'd not, though slain, There is a victory in dying well For Freedom,-and ye have not died in vain, il For come what may, their shall be hearts in Spain or 'ro honour, ay embrace ...

... KDtginaI. MINA, TO ?? COUNTRYMEN, ON HEARrNG THAT THE FRENCH ARMY APPROACHED TO INVADE SPAIN. Men! who independence prize! Men! who to crouch to power despise; Freemen, brothers, friends, arise! Rise, Sr'ax ! with all thy chivalry! fTark! 'tis the bugle's strains that float, Amid your frontier hills remote; And nearer comes the threatening note Of an Invading enemy. They come, loud as Sierra ...

... l tri. ; SOLILOQUY. we FROMt LOJD WRYOWP WERNER. - JoSEPHNEe (cemiag fantard.) 1 fain Woul-d.sbUn tiesescenies, too oft repeated, - Of feudaltg nyos 4 tvii~s I canssot tid'and~ nil~not witness such. Eyedi here, in ti ebe naedl pt T A inss in the district's in-a, existo The insetol~enaof wealth in poverty Soi Oaer sOmethin; poorer still-the prideof rank Mi Tsriue 'rsmtig stillimore senvile; ...

... ,sm . :potftp. THE CONTRAST, Wigimlaseet with the Blehop of *so big. r&ifda dashing lawn sieevev and his ?? Wg, resiietzbut think if St. Pkter was hero Tte contrast between themb would seem very queer; The Saint in his'fishermans9 garb; and his head, lit never was powdered, that ever I read: Without fee or hire he was order'd to preaeh, And that by example as well as by speech: If hismaster he ...

... - ?? -7-777-777777'? ?? lbi f 6- , : O.TitE.ETTlh'G SU; Jeu d'isj1it, ?? the Durhao Chrov6 O ta yet, thou glorious sun! Inspiring rapture, wonder, aver . For when thy daily task Is done, And night her ebon veil shall draw ?? yon blue sky, the earth, the deep, 6Sood wplk oug/t Uo be: a.'ap. OerIGrAt PARODY org rri Anofvf o tarry yet, thou shady night I Inspiring drowsiness and awe; ror when ...

... I #tIon. THE AUTOCRAT OF RUSSiA. tF rm he dge qf fli-mce1 tfit KpUdeut.i tI behold theucs icob Cear, Tho Atto~at of waltzes and f war I As e-er fo$arpaidlt as a realm, And just as t for flirting as the helm; A Calmuck a lith a Cossack wit. And generous splrit. whean tis not frost-bit Now halft dissolving to a liberal thaw, But hardened back wheneer the morning's raw; With iib dbbeltioneo teue ...

... SPRING PR0MEkNADE COSTUMR.-A round dregs of e fine cambric or India muslin, trimmed round the border , with three Vandyke flounces, set or plain, of muslir . richly embroidered,and each point edged with narromw lace of Urling's rfl3ndfacture. A niantle of pile Ceylonh 9 ruby, or of bright rose colour, is worn over this dress, with . apuclip hood and-standing up collar above: the mantle is ...

... Molt THE SXUIE OF ST. HELENA. Xf Fro Lord *Bgryras, dgc of Bronct.i, But wbere Is he, the modern, mightier far? Who, iorn no king, made monarchs draw his ears The new Sodostris, whose unharnessed kings, Freed from the bit, believe themselves with wings, And spurn the dust o'er which they crawled of late. (s 1ined to the chariot of the Chieftain's state. Yes I w eeis he, the Champion and ...

... *dlctfonI. BONeS,,. war A ?? NTMIPSt~aoy'a, Oa TaO SATmOs+. x [Froma Ssm5odnef'7T ite rs cf ihe Soait. of E'rope.' T!SANSLATED By RoSco& There sat upon the linden tree A bird, and san ts strain; Soa sweet it kang, that as I heard My heart went back ag-in. It w ent to one remnembered spot, it law* the rose-trees grow, o Atnd thought again the thoughts of love, - There cberish'd long ago. A ...

... -M eoq trn, THE EtO BROENPT :ERT THE a Farewell ?? n despair I escape from thy wiles; Thy frowns I can bear, And even thy smiles. r Take baek that dear token Which blest m e before, The heart thou has broken Can prize it no sore ! Now vain were thy favour, Thy pity, more vain ! I am lost-and for ever- To pleasure to pain I False words, sweetly spoken, Deceived me before; But a heart thou hast ...