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... roit THE EXETErR ILTION-POsT.] a orbriotmao Qratit(fle. ?? Is come agaln,-aye come anti almost gone, Its Joys are past, not s0 Its 1118- Tremble, ye wretched oncs with empty pUrSO, Think of Ithoso horrid Chrlsthloas 2ltls. Ye Husbands now, each document peruse. Dwell oil erch itel, in their dread array.- But woe betide vs. should you dare refuse, Each rank extravagance to pay. A scene ensues, ...

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... ?? ;P-~ l (FOR THE EXETER F'LYING-POST.] - (A SONG.) DEQICATyD (WITHOUT PERMISSION) TO Till LADIES OV DITONt AND NxUTRel . cols fiil un your giasses, I'll give you a towat. Let's drink it with seven times seven; Wit, Women, and Wine ia tbe West rule the teast, Here's a hoalth to the Beautios Of DcvonY You may talk of this fair-haired Circassian mnad, of Sultanas, the pride of the East ; A ...

... LITERARY NOTiCES. I T11e Urlioie 21faqzioasv.-No. ?? 1y Madden 'e and Maslcolm, Loudoun-Thia is the first number of is now soar Magazine. and certainly it augurs wrell for its future success. unasb The greater pert or she writtoigs ore evidently fromt the pell of mien ansateurs, but, neverthelese, they exhibit a boldnoaseoud vigour ever Vith in ile longestablihed snt! Of exp~resinon seldom to ...

... late usual mail. (Dv THSa I ION. bIRS. NORTON.) Go forth, young Bride! The future licn bofuro thee; Hidden tn clouds, are all the comiing hours None can tell Wehat lot Is broodiqg o'or thee, How much thy path contains of thorns ind ilowers. Thy childhood's home, whoro thou wert late reposing In happy slumbers. Inuocent nud free, This pight excludes thee. when its doors are closing, Only a ...

... . 4ottrp. UTIIHTARIAN SONNET. WuAT are vain verses, flil of war Sitd love, Ble skies, and misty Idlls, said gentle g des, Anld dovwbeasprllkled elowers, ad grassy vales, And swaiis, love.wounded, phiing in a grove? T'ley are not poetry: tho fools, that rove In lilton's limbo, ract their shalalow brains To rave to ovory wind souh pullng strains; Not so those bards whos1e song is heard above. ...

... LITERARY VARIETIES, PRIN01PLES oF ACTiol.-To return good for evil is God-like0 to return good f'or good is mlsn-1iketoI return evil for evil hc boust-like; to return evil tor good is dovil1ilko, Limn.-Thr ilife, wort then thle 11pitifuicot of ail thle eono of eair~th i10 nlsio Idle drearm, but at folomnn rlIty, It is thy owni itI I'l houhot to front eternity with, I crk, then, oven nOH hie ...

... 1.0 ( I PA 'ill .I I i I il, I . ?? - i8re, TIIE MEXRTER5 FLY5IN-POST.] CO ni! Cigar. I love to see thy cloud float on, float on, Curling ascend in beauty to the sky, Like a voang dream, a momesit and 'tis gone, Fated like all things beautifal, to vanish or to die.' I love to trace on the bright cloud, old faces, Companions of soy youth, msy happy hours, And let my thoughts fly back to thoso ...