... solicirirg the suftlages of the electors of that borough. T'he Paiis prper the Counstimifonnel states that Pdirce TtlleyrandI speaks of a lhtrer which lie has received from the Duke of Wellington, inviting hiut to return to lnadnr, and assuring hiii, that ...

... and changing skies; 1 hear the the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies! Ah, passing few are they who speak, WiIld stormy month ! in praise of thee; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For thou ...

... sun beam on him LIast looks of light. Here dwells his mortal foe; Iay tit, departed low, Everi at his gate- Wl'ill the dead speak again ? Uti'ting proud boasts arid vain, Litst words of'liate? Lo I the cold lips unclose- list ! list ! what sounds are those ...

... alid song. But flow is this; thoug4 new the lute, And shining fresh thle chords, Beneath this hardl they slumber mute, Or speak but dre.tniy words. In vaid I seek the soul that dwelt tithin that once warm shell. Which told so warmly what it felt, And ...

... advice:- Solon, we must either not come near princes at all, or speak such things as are agreeable to thlem. Say rather, replied Solon, that we should never come near them at all, or speak such things as may be for their good. A fossit crocodile's head ...

... his favourite study. A waltz, the composition of his royal higlness, hras been forwarded to ?? country, and of which report speaks highly. The Princess de lMontfort, consort of Jerome Buona. parte, and sister of the reigning King of W1urtamberg, lied at ...

... thy parents be, Who daily live in sight of thee ! Whgse hearts no higher pleasure seek Than see thee smile, and hear thee speak- Wfhat joy munrst in their souls have stirr'd N1When thy first brohen words were heard ! Words that, itsapired by [leaven, ...

... tpspringing I Thy sweet veung breath is on my cheek, ' Sweets to t;e sweet it might impart, And thy chartei spirit now would speak The sinless joy of thy young heart I hear thee crov- I see thee spring_ Hurra ! what fun ! a world of prattle- There seems ...

... were garrets, some were cellars: some W were hovels on the ground floor, situated in narrow yards lie or alleys I will not speak of the filth of these places, they CIO could not be exceeded in places meant to be its receptacles. chi Let the worst be imhngined ...

... mellow crush of the wood-pigeon's note lade music that sweeten'd the calm. Not a pastoral song has a pleasanter tune Thatn ye speak to my heart, little wildings of June; Of old ruinous castles ye tell, Where I ttougltt it deliahtful your brautins to fnde ...

... Mr. Bennett in a veiy chaste anrd ima5ssn- ming styl. O f thle violoncello accoaipanimeast of Lind- ley it is impossible to speak inl too bigh terms.i I A selection from Handel's oratorio of Solonmon followv .3 ed. Mrs. A. Shaw's Thost son of David ; ...

... ship complained of it once or twice, and at last said to the usher- If this noise does not cease I shall be It obliged to speak to your successor. The silence the nex c in moment was awful.-New' Moathly fagaazine. ' Gentlemen's Fashions.-There las been ...