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BIRTH-DAY TOASTS

... respect to the cloth, a great commendation, To hearers so many, to men ilfluentinl I speak forth my flioughts in terms confidential; I must and I toilS my mind boldly speak, That so long as the Church, fur which I did quake, is stoutly supported byvast hoards ...

POETRY

... From tIhe fresh cmvnendrd green arc gerow' n To yellow snje, nid sellerl iynorle; * Anil all things which lire ey'es survey, Speak to us oIi' of1 dec: y! But yet no hour minre swveet thain tlis, M~ore pertect ill its tranqloil bliss. Ohl could we let the ...

ALL FOOL'S DAY

... Wynfords wheen they whine O'er the Chancery rcform? JVWhlt are Ellenboroughs amiable as mules ? Wlsat are Ctohers whets they speak, Or cont ribute a critique, Just a column, once a week ? April fools! All ye Wetherells that sigh O'er the constitution's bier ...

DIRGE FOR A DEAD PAINTER

... it (en his ilexile lips, Now in dark and snute eclipse; Could not genius save her son ? Wherefore question ? He1 is gone! Speak not of his frngile forns,' AndI his often psihnlul pilloyw- Whs;t may longer bide the'litoin Than the delicte drooipiir wiillow ...

Poetry

... office charm his sight, Guard me l he cries, ins coat of steel, Against that syren of delight ! Ohs, virtue ! aid me when I speak, Should Place, swveet charmer, woo me long, I fear I should be vcry weak, And tie temptation very strong. Old women. both ...

Literary Notices

... of the young. Ofthe illustrations (a large number of wood-cuts, with a specimen of wood-engraving printed in oils,) we call speak in terms oftunqunlified praise. Thle frontispiece is one of tile finest wood.cuts that we have seen. The volume is neatly printed ...

Poetry

... joys he would have led you, And would lead you nose. Methinks from the high Visions of that glory where ise now abides, He speaks in angel-tosses and sys,- Ol study Truth: Oh seek redemption's themes :-and with ass Angel's hand beckons, and points the ...

Poetry

... reeks Wilth rustle tiariyrs thirkty spread! FADED GRNT. It is not tie thy shelter craves; I'm baid. but not tis equal yet; Why speak in me of Blond aiud Gravesa? Nto crime like these tiave stained Burdelt. et'EBetiBUS. Altt Ic it thee' Come in, cane In; Fiercelnv ...

Poetry

... Frost instead, begins to rule, So with his brush puts rouge on ladies' faces; A tint more lovely than the finest powder, And speaking to the eye and heart much louder. Now friends get close, and cousins meet their cousins l3rilibies their doildies, aunts ...

Poetry

... bim in. The Drunkard exclaims Fill my cuip to the brim, Iit isater life sinks-but in brandy 'twill swimed H~e (lies as tie speaks-andI I maike sure of hits: I gather him in, I gather bin in.o ld The rich man observes his neighbour lookod Aid hugs himself ...

Poetry

... iutttBnT NICUir. C hief h-f thl household gods vilieci hililow ScotinInwti lowvly coltage homes While lookittm ott thy signs That speak, tioigitldumb,: eep thought upon me1comes- Witl Itlad vet solemn dreams my leheart is tihr'rd, like childhood's wiheit it hears ...

Poetry

... lint ?? and weak. Sound, humbug, all your hollowest drumsn! lie comes of Lriu's martyrdoms To Britain's well-fed church to speak! Puff him, ye journals of the Lord,' Twin prosers, Waetehinar and Record! Journals reserved oar realms of bliss, Being much ...