... LITER A HY NOTICE. A LITrTr.E volume has just tnade its appearanee under the title of Laqgs of the reelinys; a Collection of Or (qi- Nal Poetry. ?? Eliz Dobbie. We are entircly unac- quainted wvith the alithoress, but her work is indicative of a highly cultivated taste, and considerable poetic suscep- tibility. The spirit which it breathes is that of pnrrc mo- rality, associated with ,iall ...

... LOVE AND DEAITH. You,-e Love a'd Death, by chance one night, Stopped at a hut together, While raged the storm; with lurid light, To shelter from the weather: Love gave the host, with strict behest, His darts to keep till .rnnrting; t Death, too, gave his, with looks-stern giest Of future ills a warning. Each to his chamber then retired: But when the sun was peeping, The ?? of the host required ...

... ;PROTESTANT EMIGRATION-THE DUB- ?J4&UNIVERSITY MAGAZINE. THEV afayhazine for this month contains, amongst other impdrtant, one on the progressive emigration of Protestants frot Ireland, twv we are anxious to direct attention on account of t mpunt interest of the subject, and the spiritaof c r add fairness in which the article in question is iv tte e may remark, by way ,of preface, that the ...

... LADIES' FASHIONS }OR JUNE. MORNING AND EVENING DRESSES.-Redingote of plaid silk, -(a green cheque, and-a little rose-colour bouquet on the white ground) the fronts en tablier, ornamented at each side with bows of green, ribbon; tight corsage, and pelerine pointed to the waist-; the points on theshoulders very deep, with small bows at equal distances; muslin, collar trimmed with white lace, and ...

... WllITTAKER'S MONTHLY MAGAZINE. b Allii number of Wfisttakert M etji Maazine on var'ety of interesting, And in many instances adtnir- j,'.ittell articles, both of a serious abid asasuing. chardr'ter ofthe former kind is a tale-of the civil wars, entitled ' Col. ?? or the NVarrning lice, of which we extract the pj passagee. At the mas'riage of the Colonei with irla lady of the house of ...

... Th6e Notionat Magazine; and Dublin Littrary Gaze~te-Tle Donagh, a. Irisli Story. 'Wz hive iastily glanced over the 'National Magazine for the present month,, The articles of which it eonsists are in jgeneral:excellent,, and:do honor to the ability with which it lis ionducted. This iiZ thie second number of this national !Periodical' which has appeared under tbe.management of its p~resent ...

... -FOR -THE BELFAST NEWVS-LETTER. THE FAREWELL. Tosai's rnisie in the word farewell, The wby, tlhe where, I cannot teli- 'Tis sweet to part from one you love, Just when the fairy chain i9 wove. 'Tis'pl'eaire-& yt'tis mingled pain, To think we may not meet again- To thiik we'll meet rio more the gaze ?? Of eyes that languish, whose soft rays Aue like a bilght, a glittering gem; Blazing in eastern ...

... I must sleep) lGW.-..3vyIoN. TirE splendor of the Poet's lyre1 The eloquence of faille- The spirit's intellectual fire- The glory and the name- The eagle wving that leaves , ehiuri The proud stars in its fight- The power- the enetgyrhthe mimi Urnutterably bright: The heart that sheds its olwn bright hiles, Andl sings its onvn sweet straill Imagination's gorgeous views- (That raiuinow of the ...

... CiUCKOO! thy mallow note, Borne to the lonely mind along the fields, On gales that through the evening's glories float, A softening pleasure yields. The thoughtful heart is stirred With unforbidden pensiveness, to meet Among the new-robed trees-thou eloquent bird, Thy simple measures sweet. Of calm refresh ng Spring,, When the spirit of the saddening man is gay As a young bird upon its new ...

... FRO13 THE GERMAN or HEIiIE. 0, wilY are the roses so drooping and pale? i My sweetest, Wilt thou whisper me nn y ? 0, why, my beloved, in the heart of the vale, Do the violets languish and die? And why with so plaintive and Mailing a sound Goes singing, the lark in the skies ? Or why fron the odorous blossoms around Should the scents of the charnel arise ? Anid why will the sun from the green ...

... BEPAN'iER' ADIEU' TO SONO. (PRao TH1: FRZENCXl.) OF late, to keep my hiding garland green, I tried to give somne SpoLtive m1easure birth WVhlion lo! beCide me was the fairy seen, Mv nurse of yore beside the tailor's hearti. ' The whid,' she said, ' tPpon thy head blows bleak, The niz'its grol' dchi and long, and chill the sky %'ith twtlt y yeaS; tlie voire^ m ay wcll be weak, That l!ver sae ...

... JIGXIA'AL PFOR T. TIIE AUtl) MAAN'S LAMiUNT F)Oil HllS flUD WIFE 0, wnl; Is iS, 0, OM-n is Ille, a weirlo lot is nill no I trow, I toil about friae iorn till u'eta, yet, weel I lcu an uwliit to do; Aly aill gild %ifu, I luj'ed sne weel, avie from nie i9 ganu, Ai ' thro' life's LIrerie viniter h re o tm left to pineo a ti;e. NaD mnltr, flimen I return at e'on I filn' the ben-holbo sung, Or see ...