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ORIGINAL POETRY

... SONG. AIR,-o The Deserter. Fareweel, fareweel, thou fickle mRid, Fareweel, for ever mair, Ye've left me wi' an aching head, An' heart that's unco sair; Yet, may the peace that I hle lost Be added to thy lot, May happiness thy bosom bless, Tho' mine was there forgot. I'd rather bear my aiirmishap To love an' honour true, Than tak' the han', or trust the heart, 0' her that breaks her vow,- Nae ...

SELECTED POETRY

... FR I E ND S HIP. BY7 THl lEV. FRANCIS SKURRAY. False friends, likc insects in a summer's day, Bask in the sinshine, but avoid the shower; Uncertain visitants,.tley flee away, E'en when misfortunes cloud begins to lower, Into life's bitter cup true friendship drops 3lalsamic sweets,. to overpower the gall: True friends, like ivy and the wall it props,. Both stanl together, or together fall. ...

FLOWER SHOW IN THE BOTANIC GARDEN

... ?? DE= I FLONVER SHOW IN THE BOTANIC GARDENl - - ?? - ~1 n1f-f Royval Botanical andI The SuTner Show ?? t tine eiraso ntv- Horticultural Society, took place o n Wednesday, in the Botanlic Garden. Thle tastefully arranged groundss of this delightful resort, appear at the present s-ason, arrayed in nature's richest and gayest attire ; and tihe great care bestowed on them, is most eleditable to ...

EASY LESSONS FOR YOUNG IRELAND

... IX WORDS 05' ONE; SYILLABtLE. Yoizng ITreland maV plav what pranks it likes. 'Tis time this '.hIlnsiia shoild tad. I tmu for Old Irelmnd ; and I have a sort ofoa vot0ion that Old Irelind is for Mne`-bfaoter Dao 0' Con- *'ell. I always spole and wvrotc of you in torms hich eavoul.] ap- pear extravagapit, ?? Tomn Daris (who conclnded the sentenec il a fliod of tears.) LESSON I. There was once on ...

Literature

... aittrature. SELECTED POL'TRY' TIE DROWNED BOY. BY T. DINllAM. The sun glints through the curtain'd glass, And the chirping sparrows pour Their rude, but hlppy melody, Around the cottage dour. How trim the little garlen looks, How sweet the heather htiath Wiit hoot all's life and gladness, ?? all's grief and death. She rests! that doating mother, On hetr youllg one's still'en'd corse- They try ...

SELECTED POETRY

... HOUSEHOLD JOYS. My wife and child, come close to mo, The world to us is a stormy sea: With your hmads in mine, if your eyes but shine, I core not how wild the storm may be. I'or the fiercest whid that ever blewv Is nothing to me, so I shleter you; .Xo wvarmth do I ]ack-, for the howl at my back hings down to my heart, Man, bold and true. A pleasait sail, my child my wife ! Oier a ?? ska, to ...

SELECTED POETRY

... THE YOUNG CAPTIVE. Spared by the sickle, springs the ripening grain- T ranquil the vine-branch drinks the sun-warm rain, Nor dreads the wine-press 'neath the summer sky; And I, like them, with youth and beauty bless'd, What, though in gloom the present hour is dress'd, Still-still so soon, I would not wish to die! To death the tearless stoic may walk forth, For me, I weep and hope. If blows ...

FASHIONABLE INTELLIGENCE

... FAST]IONABLE INTELLIGENCE. VISIT OF T1liC QUEEN TO PIAtis.-The Presse an- anounce3 that the apaltments or Henry IV. in the Louvre, Ah ich ore situate between the Egyptian Musetm and the Spanish Galilry, are being prepared for the reception of a visitor of distinction. It is said the Qieen of England will be lodged in those apartments in case sihe should carrv uito expcution hier plan of a ...

Literature

... 1-1iltrallirr. SELECTED POETRY. SO NO. BY E. 11. SURRINGTON. Hush I a spirit fronm afar Quits its heavenly throne- Glorious as the evening star Il the sky alone. Hush! it is a spirit laden With a balm for pain; And this snowy phantom, maiden, Is ealled Hope by men. See, its M'ings ar'e shladowing tiee I Softly I-let it conme; Prophet 'tis to thee and me Of a happy home. Softly ! or its wings ...

SELECTED POETRY

... SrLECTED POETRY. S U M M IE E. 1uis is the timo of shadows nnd of flowers, When roads gleam white for masy a winding mile; When gentle breezes fan the lazy hours, And bialm) rest ?? the time of toil; When purple hues and shifting beams beguile IThe tedious sameness of tho heath-grown moor; When the old grandsiro sees vith placid smile The sunburnt children frolic round tho door, And trellised ...