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His Dame also was a sufferer from seyeral of his amusing, though dangerous exploits. Not long ago, he was detected in distributing letters of invitation to the house of a rich citizen, and was compelled to make a most humble and degrading apology, that he might escape the punishment which hoaxers deserve, Another time, while crossing the Thames with his sisters, he attempted to terrify them by rocking the slender skiff in which they had embarked; but giving it rather too sudden a moțion, he absolutely upset it. His folly involved the whole company in a complete sousing, and most probably would have terminated fatally, had they not been in the vicinity of other boats. He had reason to expect a considerable legacy from a maiden aunt, whose particular favourite he was, until he committed murder upon the bodies of two cats, whom I suppose he considered as his rivals in her affections; and in addition to this crime, (heinous indeed in the eyes of an antiquated maid !) he contrịyed to precipitate a couple of daws down the chimney of her parlour; which, besides throwing the poor woman into hysterịcs, dislodged a considerable quantity of soot from its receptacle, to the utter abolition of that purity and_neatness, which pervades the apartments of a maiden lady. But it is needless to extend the enumeration of these tricks any further. All that I can hope is, that he may escape any unfortunate accident from the effects of his folly a few years longer, when he may perhaps be induced to discontinue them, by the more sound reasonings of Maturity.

A few more words shall conclude the objections of Michael Qakley, Let us all consider, before we enter upon the various pursuits of Wit, whether the object which we seek will repay uş for the difficulties, the hazard, and the odium, which we must undergo in obtaining it. Let us observe the repulse which others meet with the slender triumph which generally crowns their most ardent expectations. It is not necessary that wisdom and talent should be discovered in Wit alonę: on the contrary, an outward show of it frequently reveals to us a shallow brain and an insufficiency of uyderstanding, which it labours, though ineffectually, to conceal. I cannot conclude this essay better, than in the words of Pope :

“ Unhappy wit, like most mistaken things,

Atones not for the envy which it brings,
In youth alone its empty praise we boast,
But soon the short-lived vanity is lost.
Then most our trouble still, when most admired,
And still, the more we give, the more required.
Whose fame with pains. we guard, but lose with ease,
Sure some to vex, but never all to please :
Tis what the vicious fear; the virtuous shan;
By fools 'tis bated, and by knaves undone." M.O.


“ Ibant obscuri solâ sub nocte per umbras."-En. vi.

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But in the mind's half-slumbering mood,

When weary care retires to rest, When all within is solitude,

Descend, dear visionary guest!

-Nor come, sweet shadow that thou art !

Amidst the hum and glare of day ;
Thy gentle visits to my heart
Must never meet her peering ray:

-But on the solemn verge of night,

When the great west is all on fire, And, setting like a rose of light,

The sun seems softly to retire ; .

Or when the pearly moon on high, i

Her sail of beauty has unfurl’d,
And sheds in silence from the sky :)

Her softer sunshine o'er a sleeping world : Or in that hour scarce less divine,

When twilight slowly yields to day, And towers, and walls, and temples shine

White with the sun's unrisen ray:

-When nature and the hour sublime,

Have wrought a curtain fit for thee, Come, daughter of departed time!

Come, in the night of memory!

Come in the glory of the past,

The beauty which remembrance throws, O'er all the scene behind us cast

Oh burst my dark and dull repose!

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-Forget not him, once dearly known,

Whom now thine eyes no more must see; Forget not him, who here alone,

'Mid night and silence thinks of thee!

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Save that the winds of morning play,

In half-heard murmurs, round my brow; Save the hoarse watch-dog's distant bay,

Or my own footsteps pacing low.

As through these courts (that, lighted here,

By the pale dawn, lie there in shade,) My slow unvaried course I steer,

What visions rise—what thoughts invade ?

-I think, my Emily, of thee!

I think of happy moments past; From our young days of amity

Down to the hour we parted last;

And those laté meetings of delight, i

So few, so short, so simply sweet, They've left behind a track as white

As many a bliss more exquisite !

The dawn is brightening o'er the sky;

I go-perchance to think of thee; Farewell—and trust in Him on high, My own heart-honour'd Emily!

'Tis night; the welkin dimly lours ;

The lattice flaps with sullen sound;
I hear at times the rustling showers,

'Mid the dull wind that moans around.

But nought of human sounds is here ;

The hum of daily life is flown;
Great Nature's voice is all I hear, .

Amidst the gloom she walks alone.

G. M.


FRIEND of the human soul! not thee I call,
Who 'mid the clash of armies, or the noise
Of jarring senates, in auxiliar power
Present, though not in form, (as of old time
Pallas) dost guide the patriot's tongue or sword
To vict’ry, prospering the rightful cause :
Not thee, but her thy sister-power I call,
Of higher name, or shall I rather say
Thyself, in thy superior power address'd,
For ye are one ; thou, whose especial seat
Is in the heart and in the faculties
Of heaven-descended man ; on thee I call,
O Liberty, and to thy name exalt
A song of supplication and of praise,
O thou more potent and more beautiful
Than aught by Grecian poet e'er invoked
In hymn or high-ton'd ode; for not like them
Art thou, an unessential form, a dream
Of grace and grandeur ; but an effluence
Direct from the prime Spirit of Good, in whom
All beauty and all potency do dwell.

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