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For the Philadelphia Visiter. The Bridegroom to his Sleep

The Spirit of the Flowers.

It was a lovely eve in June

The stars shone brightly, and the moon
Bathed in a flood of silvery light

The mead, and the mountain's height.
The Bulbul tuned his sweetest lay
With rich and gushing melody,

Perched near the Couch of his favourite flower,
The rose,-who blushed in her perfumed bower;
And hid herself the leaves among,

To hear her charms so sweetly suug.

But list! whence comes that Heavenly strain,

So softly sweet!—and now again,
It swells upon the stilly air,

(Hushed as it were in voiceless prayer,)
Like mermaids song upon the deep,
Thet lulls the mariner to sleep.
It is the Fairy's choiral band,
Tripping lightly, hand in hand,
To bid the evening flowers prepare,
A welcome for their mistress there.
Oh, she was passing fair I ween,
That proud, and lovely Spirit Queen.
Her hair, fine as the spiders shred,
In ringlets floated from her head
Glossy black as ravens plume,
Scented with the rose perfume.-
Her eye the mild etherial blue.
Moistened with the liquid dew,
Flashed brightly like a sunbeam
Melted like twilight soft again.
Her robe was of the white moth's fur
Under a veil of gossamer;

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Her torch-bearers two glow-worms bright;

Her guard a hornct skilled in fight;

Her caterer the honey bee,

With lady-bugs her handmaids three.

Upon a crystal stand they bear,

The snow-white cup of a Lily fair,
Filled to the brim with sparkling dew
Which they cast on the flowrets as they flew.
Behind each one a fairy tripped

With a brush in the tints of the rainbow dipped
And restored every hue to the tearful flower,
By the fire-fly lamp-with a magic power,
Then scatter'd o'er each a perfumed down,-
In exquisite disorder thrown-

That they may appear in fit array,

To meet the glorious King of day;

Who when from sleep he deigns to rise,

Will kiss the tear drop from their eyes!
And fling around their lowly bed,
His ravs in rich effulgence spread.

ing Bride.

Sleep, loved one, sleep-thy tangled hair
Flows loosly o'er thy bosom bare,
Yet sleep in peace-no prying eye,
Save thy lover's own, is nigh
Sleep, dearest, sleep-thy lover's breast
Pillows thy rest.

Sleep on, sleep on-nay do not start-
"Tis but thy lover's beating heart,
Whose pulses throb against thy cheek,
Tokening the love they cannot speak,
Sweet dreamer, sleep-thy lover's eye

Is watching nigh.

Sleep on, sleep on, sweet folded ower,
Till rosy morning's dawning hour;
Sleep and dream on-thy lover's arm
Is fondly sheltering thee from harm,
Sleep and fear not-thy lover's ear

Is listening near.

We have furnished our readers, in the present number, with much original mat. ter. The last two acts of "The Regicide," the tale from the French entitled "Pietro Marazini," the poem "The Spirit of the Flowers," are each original. In addition to the above we have selected from the latest publications, some choice sketches,making altogether, we flatter ourselves, a collection of more than ordinary interest.

We return our ackowledgements to "Howard," and solicit the future productions of his muse.

The Philadelphia Visiter, is subject only to newspaper postage, as it contains but one sheet.

We give this notice, as we are informed that in some instances it is charged as containing two sheets.

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FRIENDSHIP.

HOWARD.

Celestial happiness! whene'er 'she stoops To visit earth, one shrine the goddess finds, And one ulone, to make her sweet amends For absent heaven-the bosom of a Friend."

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The Dress is of pale fawn colour. The body is made nearly up to the throat, with a collar of a new form (see plate). Tight sleeves, finished at the lower part by seve ral rows of pointed ruffles, and surmouwted by a sleeve in the Spanish style, which is a large puff coming to the elbow, and divided in the length by small bands. The sleeve is ornamented with a fancy silk trimming; and a cord and tassel corresponding with the superb one that forms the belt. The cape is in the 'pearant fashion,' of the material of the dress, edged with a silk fringe. Bonnets of thick silk, of the colour of the dress; a round and close brim, with a drawn lining of yellow crape; the crown is trimmed with ribbon only.

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'My own love, I cannot bear to think ing, when Sir Arnold was expected of the solitary evening you will spend," home, after an absence of three weeks, said the master of Stepney Castle, as he (the longest she could remember,) that the looked back into the room he was leaving first flash of that light broke upon her, crowded with every article of comfort to which she might never close her eyes and luxury that ingenuity could devise. again. She was concluding her toilette, "I do not think I can go after all," added unconsciously perhaps, with more care he, closing the door and walking back than usual; and as she sat before the to his beautiful companion. "Now, Ar- large mirror, twining those long bright nold, for shame; has it not been all set- curls round her fingers, she thought over tled? and you say you have not seen Mrs. all the days, weeks, and months, that had Stepney for eight years; you must not rolled so rapidly away since she came to be so undutiful to your rich Indian aunt: Stepney Castle:-the mornings of study, and besides, you have never left me since the beautitul twilights the red sunsets on we were since we have been together the waters, gilding the sails of the little -nearly a year! Why, you will grow boat in which she and Arnold used to weary of me at this rate." And Jane glide along; and, as she involuntarily shook back the long ringlets from her compared his unremiting attention then, face, and fixed her fond dark eyes on his. with the gradual change of habits which "Weary! my Jane," said her lover; and had stolen upon him, the sudden convicso deeply was the impossibility impressed tion of his belonging, as it were to anothon his own mind, that he did not even er world, (a world from which a strong attempt to persuade her of it. fascination had lured him for a time, but Confiding-loving-Jane neither ex- to which he must return,) struck on her pected that he would devote his whole heart. The long mass of hair she had time to her, nor did she imagine that, by begun to braid fell on her shoulders; being less in his company, she should and as her eyes encountered her own lose her place in his heart. Alas! she image in the glass, she smiled bitterly at forgot that while she sat alone, dreaming the pale fixed horror which, for a moof the hours she had spent, or hoped to ment, overspread her features, A cigspend with her idol, other hopes other cumstance occurred soon afterwards unpursuits animated him: other voices en-important in itself, but increased in mag gaged his attention, and the solitude of nitude by the disturbance of her mind. Stepney Castle was exchanged for the Sir Arnold had returned; and in the evenSociety of the gay, the witty and the ing, while he lay stretched on a sofa noble. It was one bright summer's morn near the long windows that opened on

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the lawn, she sat on a low stool by his [sing his favourite Italian airs, he might side, endeavouring to amuse and interest have felt more satisfied; but, as it was, him. Perhaps her efforts were the more Sir Arnold Stepney was weary of his unsuccessful, because she was inwardly choice.

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dispirited: be that as it may, Sir Arnold During the three years last passed, Jane suddenly raised his head, and, in the had seen few strangers, and those few midst of one of those sweet bursts of low were such of Arnold's companions as laughter which he had so often sworn chose to prefer a good dinner at Stepney were music to his soul, exclaimed,-Castle, after, a hard day's hunting, to "Don't, Jane; you weary me." Had a riding back to their bachelor homes. thunder-bolt fallen, it could not have had From these scenes of riotous merriment a more startling effect on her mind. For Jane shrunk with native delicacy, and a moment she sat mute and motionless some bitterness: it was on such occasions then, wildly raising and flinging herself on that she felt most deeply the false position her knees by him, while the long curls of she held in Arnold's home; and the feelher bowed head floated over his breast, ing increased her dislike to those who ocshe said in a tone of agony," Arnold, Olcupied his mind, though only for a few Arnold, do not forsake me!"-" Poh! hours, in a manner which appeared to her Jane, you are growing peevish," said her so unworthy of him.

lover, as he rose angrily, and left the To these casual acquaintances must apartment. Jane passed her fingers hur- be added one of a different class, and riedly across her brow, as if she sought residing near them. The venerable cler to persuade herself it was only a dream; gyman of Stepney had frequently, during but in vain-it was all over: the fearful Arnold's long absences (at first in conse consciousness was in her heart, that she quence of the entreaties of the latter, and depended not on the esteem and respect afterwards from real interest in Jane's of the bbject of her affection, but on a feel-character,) taken upon her loneliness, reing that circumstances might alter, cap-peating to his unwilling heart the words rice lessen, and time annihilate, the con- of his Divine Master, that he was "not sciousness that bound her by no tie but sent but unto the lost sheep of the house that of love-Arnold was weary of her! of Israel." Often, with earnest zeal and From that time a restless anxiety took sanguine hopes of success, he had endea the place of that confidence in his attach- vored to wean that naturally pure mind ment which had made her so happy. from the trammels of sin; often had he Could she have read Arnold's thoughts pressed on her acceptance tracts, and better, she might have retained her influ- histories of persons who had ended a long ence, at least for a time; but even her course of sin and temptation in a life of love injured her. Timid in expressing holiness. But, though Jane's deep grati her feelings and ideas to one whose tude and sweetness of temper led her mighty mind seemed to her to have the always to listen with respect and patience, power of comprehending all things, she his was not a tongue, in spite of the docalways felt, and forced her lover to re-trines it upheld, to cope with the fearless member, that they were not equals; and energy of that eloquence with which Aroften did Arnold decide, with a feeling of nold was gifted; and Jane's clear underdisappointment; that she was cold or dull, standing revolted at the strained and af when, could she but have given utterance fected sentimentality which gave, as obto all that died upon her tongue, his heart jects of imitation, heroes and hercines and imagination would equally have de- who obtained a negative happiness, by cided in her favour. His vague hopes turning to heaven after all the exciteof educating her as the being he could ments of earth were over; seeking God love, of imbuing her with his own princi- only when forsaken of men, and discover ples, and teaching her to seize with readi- ing the principles on which they should ness his favourite theories, were crushed have acted. when the unresisted tempta from the belief that he had over-rated tion had passed away.

the powers of her mind. Perhaps, had Her earthly punishment was, however, she learned instead to play the harp, and at hand; and a heavy one it was. Sir

Arnold Stepney entered the library at the his feet, and kneeling, with her clasped Castle one morning, and paused for a few hands pressed hard upon her bosom, vainminutes when he had closed the door. Ile ly endeavored to utter some words of enlooked to the farther end of the room, as treaty. Could she have poured forth the if to assure himself that the object of his wild appeal that rose and swelled in her search was there, and then advanced. heart, its passionate eloquence might There was a hesitation in his naturally have made Sir Arnold pause before he firm and proud step, of which he himself for ever relinquished his claim on her was perhaps unconscious, but which love; but even then, even in that moment caught the quick ear of his companion of overwhelming agony, she felt the spell instantly; and as she turned and rose from that bound her in his presence, and rethe little reading table, there was an ill-mained mutely kneeling, till her limbs concealed expression of fear on her coun- slackened, and her pulse grew cold, and tenance Sir Arnold's manner had, for Sir Arnold lifted her unconscious form some time past, been so cold, that it had and placed it on the sofa.

increased her natural timidity and reserve It was from the old clergyman whom and she allowed him to sit down by her we have already mentioned, that Sir Arwithout daring to ask what had vexed nold Stepney received the last farewell or agitated him. The long silence which of his once beloved Jane. It was very followed alarmed her: she raised her short.

eyes, and encountered those of her lover "In refusing the provision you have fixed sadly upon her. He turned away generously assigned me, I am actuated and opened the book she had been read- by no motive of pride; but by the coning. It was one of those he had given viction that, while I am young, I should her at Marsden. and the sudden recol-seek to support myself, rather than de. lection nearly unmanned him. With a pend on one to whom I no longer belong. strong effort he broke silence: "Jane, II am now glad that I could not say all I have something to communicate which wished the day you told me of

I fear will give you pain-something Iriage: it would have given pain, without thought it wiser, kinder, to tell you than altering a resolution which must have to write; will you hear it patiently?" been formed long before you broke it She did not answer: her gaze was rivet- to me.

ed on his face with an expression of wild "Farewell, dear Arnold! I am sensiinquiry, and her parted lips stiffened and ble that, in all the past I have only mygrew pale. "To write!" thought she, self to blame; and that God may bless "does he already image to himself our you for ever, and that she you have choeternal separation? God help me! God sen may love you as I have loved you, forgive me!" Sir Arnold paused, and is the earnest prayer of your unhappy shrunk from the expression of her eyes: Jane."

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she saw this. and, suddenly flinging her- For more thar six weeks Jane remainself on his neck and burying her face on ed at Stepney, in the house of the kind his shoulders, she murmured "Now, Ar-old rector, confined to her bed with a nold-now, dear Arnold, tell me I will low fever. At the end of that time, feelbear it, whatever it is." With a grasping herself gradually getting better, she that trembled even in its strength Sir Ar- renewed her solicitations that he would nold unclasped the hands that clung around endeavor to procure for her the situation him, and stood up. Jane, I-I am go- of governess, or bonne, in some respectaing to be married. I am going to be mar-ble family. This he promised to do; ried. I am going to be married and we and after some trouble, and many inquimust part. I have provided for you to ries after situations, for which Jane was the best of my ability; and, I trust if ev- peculiarly disqualified, from her ignorance er you want aid, of any sort, you will of the usual accomplishments, it was dewrite to me. I will always befriend you cided that she should accept the charge of Jane; I will always-Jane-Jane !" in-two little boys, from four to six years old terrupted he in a tone half soothing, half who had just returned with their father reproachful, as the unhappy girl sunk at from the Continent. The last evening she

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