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POETRY

... MAY. [FOR THE EXETER FLYING POST.) Here's a song for merry May I For tie pleasant time of May I With its bright and sunny hours, and its hedgerow blossoms gay: For its mirth and golden gladness, For its laughter light and glee, Ohl the joy, and oh! the blessing that so sweet a time shosld be! Now the fields are Clothed with verdure, And the meadows all are green And the wild buds blossom gaily ...

LITERATURE

... BOOKS, PRINTS, MUSIC, &c., For review, are requested to be left at Mr. C. Mitchell's, Red Lion Court, Fleet-street, London, addressed to the Editor of the Exeter Flying Post,-these will be duly forwarded and receive an early notice. Blackwood's Edinburgh MlIayazine,-Nay. Edinburgh: W. Blaclkwood and Sons, 45, George-street.-London: 37, Paternoster Row. An article entitled Free-Trade ...

LITERARY VARIETIES

... I TrE ARABIAwN loasE. -Elsewhere, individuals of this species may be more showy, and even more powerful, but it is only in Arabia that the horse is found in a state borderingon perfection. HIere he is remarkable for a small head with pointed cars, pecu- liarly clean muscular limbs, a corresponding delicate slender shape, rather small size, and large animated eyes; expressin that intelligence ...

Literature

... AtntratUrve .Tile Beok of Nsrt/e lSte~s, Scescry, Antiquitiee,, Hlighways and B21eivaps, Lakes, Streamis sard lRaitivals. .Bjy Chaurley Frederickc Cliffe.-Loeegman & Co., London. Mre. Cliffe's '1 Book of South WVales. published some three or four years ago, is known to all excu rsioniels who plan their rambles with the least intention of becoming acquainted, in any systematic mannier, with ...

Poetry

... ip-ttry. Tlll CUCKOO.-BY WILLIAU WORDSWORTHs . 0, RLIT111 neW comer I I have heard- I hear thee and reioice; 0, Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird, Or but a wandering voice? 'While I am lying on the grass Thy two-fold shout I hear, That seems to fill the whole air's space, As loud far off as near. Though babbling only to the vale Of sunshine and of flowers, Thou bringest unto me talc Of visionary ...