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LIVERPOOL LIFE

... - CHAP. XXII.-POLICE, PRISONERS. AND PRISONS. Where lives the man who has not tried How Mirth can into Folly glide- And Folly into Sin? Gentlemen of the shade-mintons of the moon * * * A purse of gold most resolutely fnatched On Monday night and most dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning. got with swearing, and spent with crying. Now in as lo an ebb as the foot of the ladder. and by-and-by ...

INDIA

... and The following lines, written by a gentleman of UIver- Clit: pool, were intended to be delivered as a prologue to an car anatour performanoe in aid of the fund for the relief of atol the suf ...

GENERALSHIP—A TALE

... GENERALSHIP-A TALE. m nvl~l arn-D D kV ~~~BY GEORGEl Roy. 0 Before John and me Were Merrit It was ane co? the sti- Ir pulations that he wasa to bring UAne OF him ireenos to bide it WI` us, aud I was t ...

REVIEWS

... Young Amrericv Abroad in Burope, Asia. anid Australia. dloi A. Series of Letters fro.Talvar, ~Singaporc, China, Ben,:- gatZ, BfflIpt, the Rely Land, thee Crimea and ite a tffl P=Uc~dS E7?4srp ...

POETRY

... ' - LINES Written by a pupil of the late Mr. Charles Nloholson, the Tn.. rivaed flont player, who died In London, about twenty years ago, and whose remains lie interred In the burial ground of old. St. pancras Church, London. Orpbans could woods and rooks in motley throng, By playing, with him cause to dance along; When Nicholson petformed upon his flute Thy sounds, Oh harmony I were no longer ...

POETRY

... - PIOETR'Y. CHRISTMAd IS COME. BY ALXMRT SMIUTE. The old north breeze through the skeleton trees js chanting the year out drearily; Bst loud let it blow, for at home, we know, The dry logs are crackling cheerily: The frozen ground Is in fetters bound, But pile up the wood, we can burn it; For Christmas is come, and in every home To summner our hearts can turn it. Wassai ! wassail ?? bappines ...

POETRY

... I G~-- REFLECTIONS O 0AvIfG LEFT A PLACE OF RETIREMENT. Yn COLERIDGE. SermoniproP';orn.-Hon. 1°' Was our pretty cot: our tallest rose yeep-d at the chamber window. We could bear tsilet noon, and eve, and early morn, T wsea's faint murmur. In the open air Our myrtles blossom'd; and across the porch hick jasmins twin'd: the little landscape round Was grcen and woody and refreshed the eye. Wt was ...

THE ART TREASURES EXHIBITION

... IT.E .AgR TRAURES TEflBTION, SATURDAY AND MONDAY. On atccount of the oi,89tack~a in the way of keepin a~ctcrste register of the eW~55ion5 to the palace, geer unable to give a statement of the daily attenatuces. \Ne 0 state from observation that Saturday was a 'great day X u that the receipts on NMonday were satisfacstory. ft wves no: d lo~ cult to discover that a large ntumrberofte ...

COME TO THE FIELDS

... Come to the fields where the beo is hummintr 3a And the lark siags high in the riid-dray 8-iy* Come where the kiugcup and cowslip ere b'osaling, LE And the cuckoo shouts as le hurr ...