... FASHI1ONABLE INTrELLIGENCE. TEIT QtVEWw._Ifor Majesty has announced her inten- tion of revisiting Osborne I-louse at the latter end of this or the beginning of next month, and has issued her com- liands to have the Fairy tender in readiness to convey her from the Clarence-yard to Cowes.-Hanipshlire Tel. It is understood that her ?? will pay her long. expeeted visit to thle Marquis of Salisbury ...

... ,VASLIiOtABLE AEILIGENCE. HEn MjESTY'S HtEALTH.-;-We are enabled to state that ber Miljist the Qieeni is-in a situation w hichi pro'o. mises to add to ler doniestie happiness, and whieff gan- not fail to excite the affeotioitiq.:olicitude of her peQple. _BEritacsnia - ;w}. . b ACCIDENT TO PRINCE AtBERT We regret to state that his Royal Highness Prinee Albeft Ihas. in wit h'an accident which, ...

... FAS.I1ONABLE INTELLIGENCE. The PMarquis ant Marchioness of Londonderry enter. tained at Wynyard Park, a few days ago, a large party of gentry at dinner, amongst whom were many of the county magistrates and deputy lieutenants. The hospi- talities at Wynyard are this season dispensed with all the magnificence and courtesy which distinguish Lord and Lady Londonderry in their entertainments to ...

... SELECTED POE TSl'. MA It Y. BY' CIIARLCS SWAINT. The graceful end the beautiful, The gentle, kind, and airy, Together met, to mould the forn And gift the mind of Mary. T'here's naturo in each careless curl, In every grace a moral; Her month-' tis Cupid's mouth, sweet girl, And rich in pearls aned coral ! She 's like tlhe fceystone to an arch, That cousuimmates all beauty She 's like the music ...

... SELB C TEl-D POE TPJY. TO A CANARY BIRD. BY TIlE ILATs 3IRS. JAMIES CRAY. Sing, little bird with the silken wing, And tell us where thou hlust learned to sing. Thon wast not mirst in the greenwvood trie, Tbvy birthp liec wvs uot II tlie rustlinig tree, here the leafy whispers around thy nest lli gilt fill the drestino of thline infilut Irenst; NIo echo of the iandering rill llatli taught thee ...

... POSTPONEMENT OF HER M.AJSTY'S VISIT TO AnUN- DEL CASTI.E.-Thjis interesting circumstance, which has been talked of for tile la4t year, or even more, and for which the most costly preparations have been made, has been suddenly put off by her Majesty. There are various reports of the cause of this disappointment, the most rea. sonalfle of which is, that Prince Albert is lame by his recent ...

... EVENl IG PILAYER. Above, below, dread stillness rcigns! lhc sun iu silent Deaauty walles- The hills and d1ales nra touched with light Blefore they seek the rest ol iiight. ThIs, Lord, I would thy ?? IfII on nme, as light on mount and dell, That ere I heot my trembling knees My heart miglit glow with love like these I Gone, is the world's ?? strifi, Dear is the evening's gentle life, And ...

... ONLY A DAY. By ItUCHAni HOWITT. 'T is day-a thing of common hours, Of darkness faded into light; And time glides on to closing lowers, To dews, to silence, and to night. We mark the day-beam's genial source, A cloud comes o'er its disc anon- 'We toil, we travel, we, discourse, The evening glooms, and day is gone. Of small account in humran time, That lightly comes to disappear, Yet in its ...

... THE SONG OF THE SEASONS. SPrING. I breathe of the zephyr, so fresh and so cold, And the crocus and primrose arc rshining in gold, My skies full of sunshine, with blun-coloured wving, With dew-drops are sprinkled, my rivulets sing, All bail to thy glories, beautiful Spring ! This is my lay, Huzza I Huzza I sUMMERa. My glory is felt when the daylight awakes, O'er valleys, hills, livers, and ...

... SELECTED POETRY'. A MEl)ITATION. Somne lidden disarpointmo et cilegs To ill of moo-to all his schenmes, And life has little fidtr it briogs, Save idle drcains. Thie peane thlt may be ours to-day, Scarce heed we, looling for the morrow; ribe slighted moments steal away, And then comes sorrow. The light of promise that may glowV Where life shines fair in bud or bloom, Ere fruit luoth ripen'd ...

... SLAVERY. Ba BERNARD DATRON. M1ast thou ever asked thyself WHAT it is TO BE A SLAVE? Bought and sold for sordid Pelf, From the cradle to the grave I 'Tis to kritw the transient powers E'en of muscle, flesh, and bone, Cannot, in thy happiest hours, Be considered as thine own But TiY 31ASTEIH'5 Foods and chattels Lent to thee for little more Thou to fight his selfish battles For some bits of ...

... v iteratiorr. sL 'C TED POET'Ry' MY MOTHIEll'S SONG. There is a tone, a melody, ?? pujr nmize oar, Like music lchard at eveutil e, o'er waters slit and clear 'There is a voice reimietnber'd still, that brentli'd in other days, The song my itfant lip first learnt to warble and to praise; I AwD even noir, though yeats have passed, affection firm and strong, Still brings to mind the music of my ...