... I ?itR?ature-a?bfeb?, &?. ii THE HULL QUARTERLY MAGAZINE-- Has commenced the literary campaign' of 1840 under the most favourable auspices that composition of sterling merit can secure. There arc two articles in prose, and one in verse, in the January number'of our provincial periodical, which will bear a compari- son with those much-lauded lucubritions'that find insertion in the leading ...

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... (From the Leeds Intelligencere.) My Lyre, I touch thy strings again, Whilst sIlll there Caoats Upoll my ear An echo of the requiem strain Which breath'd my, sorrow for the year, Which then was v aming and is now pass'd by Into the dreary depth* of memory. Fain would I hush regrets which flow For time talspekt;-fain raise a song, Unmingtpd with those times of woe Which lately bore my thoughts ...

... Violet or Pensee is the favourite colour at this moment for every style of toilette, in velvet orcahclimere for bournous, shawl, or paletot, and fi'r accords extremely well with it. Paletots of violet satin, lined with white, and trimmed with Canada for, are very elegant for walking toilettes. The Nioldavie, with its numerous shades, a material equally suited to winter as summer costume, and ...

... v*- , . ANOTHER YEAR. BY ROBERT STORY. Another year, another year, 0 1 who shall see another year! Shalt thou, old man, of hoary head, Of eye-sight dim and feeble trend ? Expect it nnt. Time, pain, and grief Have made thee litee an autumn leaf, Ready, by blast or self-decay. From its slight hold to drop away; And some sad morn may gild thy bier, Long, long before another year! Another year, ...

... iItExiturR. -Bebfrik, c. I Mfl. BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE ghs Opens with a fair specimen of the Spanish drama, Use drawn from thle pen of Don Pedro Calderon de la k i Baroa' and The Goblin Lady ' is a well-sustained oial Play, casting the charm of undlininished interest over 'to tie destinies of the principal personages. With the at fourth part of Ten Thousand a-Year our coin- !t niondations ...

... I I_ v ;________ .. __ _ I L ., . I ., Iv tq VI_ THE IMMORTAL1TY OF THE SOUL. NVI By Sir John Davie., P1 INSCRIBED TO THE 30OALriTS. sit au 0 Ignorant, poor man, what dost thou bear F Look'd within the casket of thy breast ? in 'What jewels, and what riehes bas thou there t T What heavenly treasure in so weak a cheat? hi Look in thy soul. and thou shalt beauties find, Like those which ...

... | THEI UORN LAWS. Cheap bread! chcap bread! the Whig impostors cry, i-Mocking the p-or.vith, a delRsive lie; How foul the clieat, how vdirty the device, Since waoges hill 'a's bread's reduced in price W1IIG JUSTICE. Treason in Ireland meets with. great applause, Adl Dan's rewarded whilst he mocks the laws; But trenson in Wales, they know it to their cost, Earns ceritai death, as in the case of ...

... l.otti. l A, = _ _ t = =, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LOVESCENE. She *'od beside me, in the Shade, Th starry Shade of Heavenhblne, NWlhose Uaps, like nuptial Torches, made By Love eterne, their soft light threw. kh t stood beside me, and my Youth With all its Dreams of Harmony Seemed in her Form to grow to truth, Ind pus in living Beauty by As erst thro' my own Heart they passed. Stirring ...

... 3Lfterarg 6xtracto. THE VALE or CASHMmRE.-There is perhaps no eountry which possesses greater inland facilities for commerce than the region which is bounded on the West by this noble river (the Indus), and intersected by the waters of Punjab. The fertile and fruitful vale of Cashmere limits its sceptre on the North; situated so that it can export, without trouble, its costlv fabrics to the ...

... j- l oetni~. SONNET TO FAME. Oh fame! I care not for thy empty glories I do not aim to climb thy lofty steep: E'en all thy loved and loudly sounding stories Will soon in dark and still oblivion sleep, Calm through the ileant Yale of life to creep. Be mine the lot unnoticed and unknown- Save by some gentle spirit who will weep When I weep, and joy-when joy may crown The season of my life. The ...

... i, _=__ Pomp_ Ak- -1 as Un i AJ~s~m tro~iU tO THEIR 6iVEEN. a (PI'ea'I' *,' L {t.° the Leedr Iteiigenceir') tl: Frlgittidy of our loyal hearts I our iuRz and peerless onej We rally round thee An our might, the champions of tby tb , .: thicne t -. : . :.C To guard thy maiden loveliness from standIr or from wrong tc We raise tbe hauner of our Sires, the noble and the strong, Our Sires I-wbose ...