... 'iterhary Miet es. oN THE DEATH OF GENERAL SIR C. NAPIER. (ri om the Dablin 7Unive7,sity Mfagazine. '1ould War were dead! . . Yet when a Warrior dies Likc this one, to his knell a pulse rebounds _ Our world is poorer by a noble man. Ss-'ERt is ?? conqueror of Scinme And righteouS ruler. Through a sickly frame, ?? with war, thle spiritual fire Biaeed tcrblike on the battle's vanward surge; And ...

... MUSICAL ANDf DRAMATIC GOSSIP Visitors from continental States, more particularly the denizens of the more favoured lands of song would give the Londoners but small credit for musical taste, when dis- covering the absolute dearth of musical entertainment in the Metropolis at present. Not one of the host of Artistes who witch the ears of myriads during the Season is now to be beard, and ...

... . GUTHRUX THE DANE: A TALE OF THEHEPTlRCHY. rT DAL- Ia . blr. Robert Story has woven into an interesting and well- constructed poem sonme romantic events in early English history. An aged warrior narratesto his grandchild the invasion of the Danes under Guthrum, and the struggle that ensued in the days of King Alfred, till the country was by treaty divided, and the Danish rule was recognised ...

... C I474terarl) undefieg.. ? GOOD THOUGHTS. Ccsd thouglgts arc flow'rs of earth that bloom in Heaven; The winged Mlessengers-from Man to God; The brerd of Life withlont the mortal leaven, The fragrant path that Angel feet have trod: leot Spiret, ever wvatching from above, Who tend the Mind with eoiless wvings outspread; c~1rirdingo from Evil-with undying love; inspiring Eaillh-when early EHope ...

... f, iotcrary 11addles. THE MAN I LIKE. I like the man in any sphere, Be his possessions what they may, W1 ho owns the watchwvord ' persevere' And struggles manfully alway. ilues d on the dowuny lap of ease, Or tosod upon the sea of fate; I like the man whom trifles please, ?? miglhty love still eonquers hate. I like the man who never broke A promise to the heart or ear; I like the man who ...

... orioginal looetty; * iare bne MORNING. Hark hari: 1'tis the musical lark, She is up beorre the sun. iS Singing away tdithe dawning dlay -b Ere the shadc`s of night are gone. She is singilng a song, all Sweet and Strong, a In the blue ethereal sky; To thc airsecigo e quivering Wing.s, a To herald the sun's bright eye. t NOON. See!t see I'tis the diligent bee 0 Tripping from flow'r to flowy'r a ...

... c -fiferary Varicties. .r i' TMERE'S A WILL THERE'S A WAY. , in life Which the brave only quote, IO lips of the stedfast of heart; I1 t'.s of our army its music doth float, , a the resollute soul will depart:- )r . I it myself in life's stormiest day, wa ill there is always a way. 1 > -I lover wlho dar'st not reveal ; it for years thy fond bosom hiath known, i;)tto, put truth on thy seal; ...

... ?Otfcrdr Ilarlerits. p 0 - - -- ?? - her TME LABOURERS SONG. ion, isT W31. JONES. Atli Let the rich man tell how his coffers swell tot And treasutres await his noed: -Mu: With gems of the mine let him build his shrine poll And worship the golden god! ran( How poer he is still, with a limitless will we When he looks with content in vain; cn And envies the lot of the lowliest cot That is free ...

... Wit nub I gtlJuwnre. m . THE TRUMPET OF BATTLE. (Froasz Peach.) m When the trumpet's call to arms shall in Turkey's quarrel I; sound, I On the field of Europe's war shall, John Bull be backward found? It No, by George! to the fray like a war-steed let him bound, d Prepared to fale or conquer, with expensive laurels crowned. Our heroes like water their blood abroad shall pour; Our money shall ...

... TYPHUS AND CHOLERA-AN ECLOGUE. Sceste.-A LODNG-ra-ousE. Tyrius HovrnRs OVEn CROWD OF SLEEPERS. Sister! Sister! Tysires. I amn here, Doing my work for to-morrow's bier. Nine and seven lie each in a rowv- Two are gone, and two will go. CHOLERA (enters.) Sister ! Sister ! you work too slow; For here, where the tide has left its slime To mix with the filth of a hundred drains, And the hovels are ...