UNHAPPY WHITE! - Ah! Byron, say not so!
O, may thy spirit be as happy now!

Well did an ancient sage the caution breathe,
Say not what man is happy, ere his death!

And when Kirke White expired, ah! who could

fear,

That that pure soul winged not its bright career

To an exalted, a celestial sphere?

Then say not, Byron, all its promise fair

But sought the grave to sleep for ever there!
That noble heart by death was not undone;

Heaven called, not Science slew, her favorite son,

Called him to realms of clear and perfect light,
The mysteries of science opened to his sight,
Unveiling beauties which the mists of sense
Enveloped in thick clouds, obscure and dense.
Not like an eagle stretched upon the plain,
No more on venturous wing to soar again,
But like Him who descended from the skies

To raise man there, Kirke White but fell to rise!

L'INCONSTANT.

He saw, he admired, her, and sought to inspire Her susceptible heart with love's sweetest emo

tion;

He strove to anticipate every desire,

And silently paid her the deepest devotion.

He saw the deep blush he could call to her cheek, And vainly imagined the conquest his own;

Then heartlessly left her, fresh triumphs to seek, And exult in the victory he thought he had won.

But he knew not the spirit of womanly pride Which, though sweetness itself, she could call to

her aid;

She summoned it now, and successfully tried
To forget the impression his falsehood made.

He saw, and too late, with remorse and regret, That she viewed him with feelings allied to dis

dain;

He felt that like him she could learn to forget,

And ne'er trifled with woman's affections again.

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SELF-EXAMINATION.

WHILE darkness shrouds thy mortal sight
In nature's solemn stillness, night,

These questions to thine heart apply,
And let it answer honestly.

What have I done that I should not?
That which I should have I forgot?
Have I done aught to mark my way,
Or, like the Roman, lost a day?

Have I thought what I fain would hide,
When
my heart's inmost depths are tried?
Or said what I should blush to appear,
When God, and man, and angels hear?