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POETRY

... - -1l LINES ADOR.SSD TO A TJORN oSOOWINO ALON5, BEAR MARTIN MKUR. (tesitation of llorvLroriH'* No other sheep was near, the lamb was all alone.) [ORIoINAL.] Sweetly blow I Whilst at thy feet the waters flow, Thou solitary thorn. And near the waters' brim The little fishes swim, Past the solitary thorn. The little birds on high Above thy branches fly, Thou solitary thorn; And butterflies so ...

FASHIONS FOR MAY

... FASHIONS FQRMAY. I (F'rai ne tolieL) ; The .robes redingotes are greatly in favour this spring. The. forin is.easy and becoming, and gives opportunity for the display of taste and richness in the magnificent che- misettes worn with this toilette. esppecially those trimmed across with narrow frills oni Malines or Valenciepnes lace, with insertions of embroidered muslin; or those still more ...

THE GREAT EXHIBITION OF 1851

... MEETING bOF WORKING MEN. lear lset On Tuesday eveninglas, a Pu blic meeting of the work- A ing elase of this town, wa~s held in the'Theatre, for the te puros ofco.-operating with the friends of the grand ex- te hiiintob ed ?? in My 81 There was as II hiiinumeos tether nueosattendance, temeeting being composed exhi principally of working men. Upon the stage ?? looh Rev. J. 0. Parr, Vicar; the ...

GREAT EXHIBITION OF THE WORKS OF INDUSTRY OF ALL NATIONS

... According to announcement by placard, a public meeting was hbld in the Moot Ball, Wigan, on Monday evening last, for the purpose of hearing an address from Hepworth Dixon, Esq., on this importantsubjeot. The Mayor, Ralph DarlIngton, Esq, who presided on the occasion, regretted that there were so few pre. sent; probably, being Wigan fair, the attractions outside were more congenial to a Wigan ...

POETRY

... ODE TO SPRING. [ORIOINAL.] Wintor's saddening sullen gloom, Emblem of the dull cold tomb- The boding type of Nature's doom- Gone and forgotI I hail the bursting bud and bloom Around my cot. Welcome, life-rekindling Spring; Beauty trembles on thy wing; Birds are warbling-poets sing Of life and love; Thy spirit filleth everything Below, above. The loud lark, far as eye can gleam, Free as the ...