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... RA~, - I THE~. M RAL OF THIS MILD CHRISTMAS.' Another year i9 nearly gone, Avnd COtritm5s comes again, tse passhig time, - l ntO twith icy tread, in snowy nantle wrapt, t A* he was wont to steal Upon the seene.. The vra blod coursees l his throbbitag veins - ili forehead wvears no rigid aspect now To oh ii the poor with' cold severity, - And smiles arouid hbs thin lips playing, cheer, 's . ...

Poetry

... voetip. A CHRISTMAS HYMN. Uav sv. a; :. Dvalcnfl. Whet Christ from Heaven, his pure abode. Descended to our sinful clime. It was IoI in the summer Imontlis, But in the dreary winter time. No silken coush recelved him then, In a rude manger low he IYa,- 8nt seraph guardians stood around, And angels hymn d his natal day. O'er Bethlehem's delds a lambent light . Ere morning dawned vras seen to ...

LEEDS PUBLIC EXHIBITION

... ?? our former publications wve have given a gene- eon ral, though but very brief, outline of this most extensive one and rare collection of the Works of nature and of art, and ksac- the productions of science. We shall now endeavour to aif fulfil our promise of Pointing out to the attention of our five readers some few of' those objects which strike us as the 3of most worthy the visiter's ...

Poetry

... ?? - ?? I-.w . - -. - - - ?? - ~- - - - - - - - - - v- - BIRDS. Ansutr to Eliza Cook'spoem on Bids, Published in the Northen Slar of Nov. 11the, 1843. Birds ! birds! ye are troublesome things With your keen prying eyes and your swiftilying Wings Where shall we wander or where shall we dwell, Troublesome things I that ye come not as well ? Ye build in our chimniesa-the funnels ye choke, Till ...

Poetry

... j9orlri-?. -, ?? ?? ?? ?? ~ERI IN. TO ITS OWN TVINE. sben Erifl first rose from the dark swelling flood, God blesad the green sland and Saw It weas good; Th~e ena'rale of Eurrope, it sparkled and shone la the ring of the vorld the moat precious stone. In her Hans in her soil, in her station thrice blest, With her back towards Britain, her face to the West, 3ric Stands proudly insular on her ...

Poetry

... :eozvlr,+ S(IRAPS FOR BRADICALS. No0. xY!T. D1'y iL T. CLANC1. Thle Soldier's Bride, or La Heroine de Franoals. ?? ! to the bride with n free-horn iolOU Md mtnd djisitiniag baso conltroul; X ~ffer the meced *f our juot ayplause ie the Heroine *if the holy canoe °thelte 3sweet Mlarseilles hymln was sung, Aol1 ti36 eaaile sperl' anld the Tocsin rung, Sj p' uod otrsel by tbo oannon's side, yjr ...

LET US ORGANIZE!

... LET US ORGANiZE! WAY TO DO SO EFFECTUALLY. The general cry for ae a effjicient Plan of Or gsaizition is one of the must hopeful signs of the tnos. ' It bespeaks a general desire on the part of the working classes so to apply the power that UaNION can give, that it may eventuate in eat good to the oppressed mtaly. They are unwilling that their exertions sihould be longor frittered away on ...

Poetry

... joefitv 1. CAP FIT-CAP WEAR. Out on thy canting loyalty ; I 'Tis but the coward's boast; Tbe heart most true to monarchy Must love the people most. Tue key-stone of the social plan Mlay be the regal throne; The people still support the span, Its firm foundation stone. The rights that wreath the diadem Spring only front their nod ; But their sxternal sights. to them, Were guaranteed by God. And ...

Reviews

... Urbith3o. - ?? THE YOUNG MAN'S CATECHISM. We have had by us for some time a pamphlet, entitled The First Step in the Ladder to Political Knowledge, or, THE YOUNG MAN'S CiTECsESM , by Robert Burrell, of Greenook, to which we should have directed earlier attention, had it not been for the Conference claim upon our columns. However, it is a work written in so simple and convincing a style, ...

Poetry

... ^'ortrp. A CALL TO THE PEOPLE. Britain, long thy sons have eerhish'dl The remembrance of thy fame; In thy cause brave hearts have perished To restore thy former name. L abour's claims were once respected; L'rbour then could life maintain; But the poor, too long neglected, Groan beneath oppreesion's chain. By what plea doth man endeavour Thus his brother to oppress? All were equal born; then ...

Poetry

... o eirv. he THE NEWSPAPER. lis, it? gown and slippers loosely dressed, sa- And breakfast brought-a welcome guest- an What Is It gives the meal a zest? ?? paper,. Wh When new-laid eggs. the table grace, Oat! 50 And smoking rolls are in their place, Oat sea Say, what ?? every ?? Blea Ia rn vain the urn is hiasing hot, Pea ,es In vainI rich leyson stores the pot, Itoe Ifthe vile newsman has not ...

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... - - 1. ! -ORW.: , Like the latest left of the battl1spearw In their ancieut atreasrg thoiltAId; And they tell us itill of the #I#tl~b YeA When the forests fieledtbe, land Ere ever a hunter trasked the weo°ti Or marine: ploughed the si58x But the isles were green iD tie ioitondle. Of their old primeval Tehe. They have suried tho D.Udi feith, And tbe Roman eagle' fail,, And the thrilling blast ...