... asr. Olina af tMad5l. (FRSOM TIIRATIIUDNEUM.C T¶iRaowv by all toy !-A sudden peal or drend ThIroUgh Earope's firmament il ?? rolls. A Throne hallt fallen ;-a Hing no more confroufa A people h virwth the stream tbat in its bed Swellod force and higt, by lieart-hllp rountalain rfed, Mllth burst its baik . Inodignant VegrdaDcn tls The kboll of Craft -0a Hlistorys crowded scrolls Strsigo ?? arnO ...

... ON AN INFANT DAUGHTER'S FIRST WALKING. (Fi&rs GUrant's PoCums.) In the following ' Versicles (for Fathers and Mothers only) on an Infant Daughter's First Walking,' recourse has been had to that source of pleasant household inspiration which was opened with so sweet a cunning by Leigh Hunt. Ha I ambitious little elf! Off hy thy adventuolus self? Fairly off? 0, fair betide thee; With no living ...

... ,LIT1rRARY NOTICES. Punch. Part OfxxeV tffice, 8u5, 'Fteet.street.-Thir completes. the..I-t,.vuslimo of one of the most unique and 8UC. easeful pubklcataotqs, 01 ttle.aga. The Cou1tc, hraddshaw, or Bubbles front the Boiler. H'y Agnnu a. B.Ifach. D. Bogue, Flet-ittreot.-A capital sixtpolny. worth of fuit. The 4r4-VUition Monthly Journal. No. txxi. Chapman anid Hall.!Strodtl~idTe -illustrations ...

... tongo for the Chun. THEI WORKING MEN OF ENGLAND. I. The working men of England, a willing race are they, They'll do for you a hard day's work, give them a fair day's pay; They nok no more, thecy'll take no less, thuy fear for no man's frown. Foul fall the man, say I for odnl, whold seek to grind thren down I Ye Cottont Lordls, sod LandedLode ?? Oh leave thenm stot to ?? drive them not to ...

... THE DREAM OF' LIFE. 'The Dream of Life is fading fast, Tile Blight is on the leaf: The bud of Spring-'tSvas seen-'tis past, The Summers bloom is brief. Tile Dream of Life is flitting by, Like Autumn's fruits that fall; And Winter, stealing onwvard nigh, Soon seals the doom of all. The Dream of Lifo-a uislon seems, To man, to fruit, to flow'r: Our ' Life itself is full of II Dreams, ...

... On Friday last at the Athenmumn, Mr. Cowden Clarke, of London, delivered the first of the two Lectures on Shakespeare, 'Mr. John Burrington in the chair. Mr. Clarke's talent as a lecturer has been evinced here on previous occasions; indeed not only in London but the provinces generally his ability has been long recognised. On this occasion he took for his subject Antony and Cleopatra, and ...

... BY H. G. BELL. By St. Agatha! I believe there is sometbhig in those dark eyes of mnie, about which the women rave so unmercifully, said the young Fitzelarence, as, after an absence of two years, he came once more in sight of his native village of Malbamdale, MO stood upon the neighbouring heights, and watched the curl. ing asmoke cowiog up from the cottage chimneys in the clear blue sky of ...

... On Friday last, at the Athenfeam, Mr. Pengelly (of Torquay), delvered his third lecture on the Solar Systemn. Although the weather was most stormy and unpropitious, the attendance was very Dumerous, Mr. John Burrington in the chair. The lecturer is already 1nown here as one whose attainments in the 'Mathematics, and the sciences con- nected therewith, are extensive, varied, and of first rate ...

... On Friday at the Atheanaum, the Rev. T. Hincks, B.A. delivered a lecture On the Philosophy of History. There was a large attendance, and amidst hearty applause the chair v as taken by our esteemed representative Edward Divett, Esq., wiho availed himself of the oppor- tunity of addressing the audience and expressing his gratification at the cordial welcome with which he had been greeted. Ile ...

... - ?? I I ?? I, y, KEEP CALM. Is a lion in the way? Keep calm: Tell him you respect his pride. But, that you must go a-head, He must please to stand aside. Keep calm. Does he rouse andtshow his teeth 1 Keep calm: Tell him you enjoy the laugh: Give a single light'ening glance, And he'll dwindle to a calf. 'Keep calm. Are you hampered by the blues? 'Keep calm. When you get your conscience clean, ...

... POE~TRY. LINES Tf THE .LOLIAN HARP. Harp of tile winds, thy tones impart Mysterious pleasure to the heart, Exalt the feelings, and excite Tihe thoughts to Nving their loftiest flight. 'Tis now as though somc hidden grief, In phidntive murmers, sought relief, Some gentler pangs than here are known, Sadly, yet fondly, all thine own I Now, loeder vibrates overy string, For winds have lent thy ...

... D -E I' rlI-I A S AW A L K. A TALE. Omce umpon a time there ?? near the borders of an extenaive ?? in thd southern part of Germany, a poor widow named Gertrude Haud', ati ber little daughter Bertha. Gertrude supported hersaif and her child by her spinning, and four times every Year she and Bertha went to a small town about two leonues d staut, to dispose of the produce of her industry, snud to ...