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At length, my love, is past;
And hushed, the angry blast.
With genial warmth delights;
Thy gentle step invites.
With me awhile repair,
And breathe the vernal air.
Through every flowery vale;
Where varied sweets exhale.
To deck my fair one's breast;
Her bosom to invest.
And sense and virtue shine,
Thou maid of beauteous mien !
Abounds the verdant green.
Throughout the live-long day;
| D. H. N.
THE MODERN BUCK. 'TIS taste a-la-mode, and the pride of the age, To sot with the mob, and like savages rage, To drown dull reflection, the province of brutes, The hero his manners, and circumstance suits : A rebel at once to his reason, and king, Secured from the stream by his right to the string..
A TRIBUTE OF LOVE. INSCRIBED TO MY BEST EARTHLY FRIEND. THOU art my bosom friend! my best beloved !
O Mary! in this world of bitter strife,
The heavenly value of a virtuous wife!"
And I have proved it. I have known the hour
Of darkness that o'ershadows all the soul, When man-unfeeling man-assumes the power
To crush misfortune by his proud controul. But, gentle soother of the grief-worn mind!
Thy sweet persuasion can a spell impart, That bids the stream of pure affection wind
In floods of joy around the troubled heart. Then let pale envy, with malignant spite,
And purse-proud ignorance, with paltry guile, Let all the darkest powers of earth unite
To bear me down :--and I will rise and smile!
To lighten my path as I go;
All the comforts a mortal can know.
Compared with a conscience at rest?
By love and by friendship unblest?
For those that are dearest to me!
For myself, for my children, and thee. May we but resign all that providence gave
With the firmness that heaven bestows! And may the same hour bring us both to the grave Our last, our eternal repose !
In hopes to meet my charming fair,
If Evelina be but there.
And rove with Evelina there.
These raptures lovers only share;
If Evelina be but there.
When doomed to bid my love farewell;
Conveys what words but faintly tell.
Imparts a sympathetic care,
And leave my Evelina there.
Thus caught in Love's bewitching snare!
Though Evelina's self be there.
And night steals on ere well aware,
To greet my Evelina there.
Will Memory often here repair,
The pleasing transports cherished there. Yes, dearest maid! in every scene
Which time or fortune inay prepare, Whatever cares may intervene,
I'll think of Evelina tbere. lo youth, in age, in life and death,
If Fortune smile, or Fortune spare, I'll bless thee with my latest breath,
And think of Evelina there. MERTON. THE REPLY IN the play-house one night as I stood very quiet, And no way inclined for disturbance or riot, A puffed-up young coxcomb, with uplifted glassCries, “ Demme take care! stand away! let me pass!” But observing that near me no room was to spare, I quietly said, “ Pray, sir, stay where you are; For 'tis strange if a seat you can get by command, When all those around you scarce find room to stand.” My answer displeased the gay votary of fashion, And put the young gentleman quite in a passion : Then blustering with rage, and a voice over loud, He cursed such an ill-bred, and beggarly croud :
Called me a d -d scoundrel, just let loose from toil, • And swore I had put all his blood in a boil.
I calmly replied, " I suppose all this din Twithin; Comes from bubbles which rise from your boiling's Therefore prithee stand off,-not, young spark! that I fear you
[near you; But as your blood boils, you may scald those who're The door is hard by, and to 'scape ridicule, You had better walk out till your passion is cool.” So turning my back on his frowning displeasure, I left him behind to get cool at his leisure.
That vivid glow
Suffused in tears
J. Arliss, Printer, London,
OF THE SHIPWRECK OF THE MEDUSA FRIGATE. IN all the history of perils and sufferings encountered at sea, fertile as it is in terrific events, there is assuredly no darker page than that which contains the narrative of the shipwreck of the Medusa frigate. · It may, indeed, justly be doubted whether any similar occurrence was ever marked by such circumstances of extreme horror. In many instances of shipwreck, the mind is somewhat relieved and solaced by the contemplation of the patience, the fortitude, and the mutual kindness, displayed by the individuals who are the theme of the story; but, in this instance, no such consolation is afforded. All the bad passions seem to have conspired with natural dangers, to render the situation of the crew of the Minerva as terrible as imagination itself can possibly conceive.
The Medusa, of forty-four guns, in company with three other vessels, sailed from Rochefort, on the 17th of June, 1816, to take possession of the French settlements on the river Gambia, wbich had been restored to France by the treaties of 1814 and 1815. As it was intended that the governor of Senegal, who was on board, should send out a party to ascertain the possibility of establishing a settlement near Cape Verd, this expedition was accompanied by a number of scientific VOL. II. No. IV.