... poetry0i SONNET. now rosy fair my Ilody was to see C1,11of by my uancourtly wvorsd, ho told; Bather a 1hoping borrower let ia be-.- A debtor to the lloaster minds of old. Of golden wires, or capture I susbeams made, Hler lovely locks fell o'er her neck of snow; Her arched hro'vs Inelosed, in fringed shade, Two nurplo violots thlt slept el own .f rcddet cornl were her houeyed lips (anrdig the ...

... POETIC Fleic.'-We should have a glorious conflagration if all who cannot put ?? into their works would only consent to put their works into the fire. That was a good remark of Seneca's, when he said Great is he who enjoys his earthenware as if it were plate; and not less great Is the man to whom all his plate is no more than earthen- ware. LisEnRT.-Liberty is to the collective body what ...

... Though a man without money is poor, a man with nothing but money is still poorer. An upright minister asks what recommends a man; a corrupt minister, Ypho.-Lacon. The freedom of licentiousness is like the freedom of the herd of swine, which ran violently down the steep place into the sea, and were drowned.-Jar. ENGLISH MEADOW ScENERY.-Our beautiful meadow scenery may, pelhaps. be called ...

... r e Brama. Madame Celeste' to combine with whose imme any com. mendatory adjective has become a work of supererogation, together with Mr. B. Webster, lessee ofthe Hlaymarket Theatre, commenced a short engagement at our theatre, on Monday evening, in Backstone's popular drama of Phe (keen .Bushes, a piece which, despite much of improbability, in the story, pos- sesses considerable romantic ...

... Desire not more of the world than is necessary to accommo- date you in passing through it. The last, best fruit which comes to late perfection, even in the kindliest eoul, is-tenderness towards the hard, forbearance towards the unforbearing, warmth of heart towards the cold, philanthropy towards the mnlsnthropic.-Richter. HxEnY VIII. TO ANmE BowerN.-Darling, I heartily recom- mend me to you, ...

... No TIME TO UnDERSTAND.-A very quick and clever child made an observation to her governess before me the other day, which had a good deal of truth in it. .How is it, my dear, inquired the lady, that you do not understand this simple thing? I do not know, indeed, she answered,withaperplexed look, but I sometimes think 1 have so many things to learn that I have not time to understand.1-Mrs ...

... Vj~oetry. CEAD MILE FAILTE I THE HUNDRED T'HOUSAND WVELCOMES. A flight of swallewo rsssed over our vessel to-tay. Some olle sald ~ut tie sence to catrry nlewsB of u tt's.thiel y'd hobt theowectn tbirds ha I So oghlt. 1 stlood adi watched t hon oait of eIlt, and God knowsv Iy hecart en lt writh tlelit.''z .trOctfrtlm an It isa E ipt'IB aefe Lefteo* On, ?? salyallows I the Spring is come ngniu ...

... 4oetrp, S U A NJ E R. - BY THlE HON. MES. NORTON. Tnts is the time of shadow Asid of lowers When roads gleam whito for maesy a winding milo-.- Wben gentle breezes fan the lIzY hours And bal y rest o'egrpavs the t me of toll- When puriple lines aml siifting beams beguile The tedious samenems of the heath-grown moor- When the old grandsire tees, with placed smile, The ?? cildren frolle round ...

... Eftfraturc-, ---I The Wsmern of En1gtand.-The Daughters of Engluntd.-Faloiilyi Secrett-Teyaper and Temipera menst. Bg Mrs. Ellis.-Fisher and Co.. Angel-street, St. Martin's-le-Grand, London. The works of Mrs. Ellis are, we take it, popular with one of the best and soundest classes of British society, 'viz., thle quiet, sober, and, lo a considerable extent, affluent middle class. Wherever you ...

... Efterature. fbhurn's New Month1sg Meagazine.-Chapman & Hall, Strand, London. The rrivateer's-man, full of wild adventure, by Captain Marrystt, is con$inued. In the sketch entitled Bonnabel, Charles Horton gives a poetic version of the story of a girl, named Margaret Stokoe, lately tried in the north for destroying her infant in a fit of despair, and whose case was of such a nature as deeply ...

... 4iottrxj. OLD ENGLAND. Flaoii the hills of my own native land While I glze on tile glorlous sea, Exalting. I feel that I stand Oil the slil of the brave and l thfree I The Nvaters is sunshina that smile- The waves that encesingly roar Never visit a lovelier itle. Nor cncollpass a happier shore. Old England I mime honour'd and loved, Thou land of my ?? and my pride, Of tho linatlols how 1011g ...

... FROM THE NOTE-BOOK OF A COCKNEY TOURIsT. (August 1845.) V AT a certain tintinnabulary signal tile packet, With Ourself and U numerous passengers on board,wntsplashingoutintothe river. The morning was exquisitely sunshiny and calm, and, it being our first excursion by sea, we confietly predicted to ourself every-prospect of a ploasiut, and instructive voyage. On entering the river at Bristol ...