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for the wise do not reckon that time which cruelty, the Inquisitors commanded her nose. has been lost in folly and the cares of the is to be cut off, two hours before the horrid exe. world; I therefore consider tbat to be my real || cution, that her affecting figure might no age which bas heen past in serving the Deity, longer interest the spectators in her fate. and discharging my duty to society." The Mercier, who published this shocking fact, Emperor, st. uck with the singularity of the in Paris, in the year 1783, says : This fact remark, observed, “Thou caust not hope to was told me by an eye-witness. Readers, weigh see the trees thou art planning come to perfec.

the epocha." tion " " True," answered the sage; “but since vibers have planted that we might eat,

1 TWELVE SIGNS OF THE ZODIAC.-The Ja it is right that we sbvuld plant for the benefit

panese give the following pames to the twelve of others " “ Excellent !” exclaimed the Em

signs of tbe Zudiac, and the twelve hours of peror, upon which, as was the custom when.

tbe day. The first they call the rat; tbc ever any one was bonoured wish the applause second the cow. the third the tiger the of the sovereign, a purse bearer presented the fourth, the hare; the fifth, the dragon ; the old man with a thousand pieces of gold. Ou sixth, the serpent; the seventh, the borse; the recurving them, the shrewd peasant made a i eighth, the sheep: the pintb, the ape; the low obedience, and added, “O king, other

tenth, the cock; the eleventh, the dog; and men's trees come to perfection in the space of the twelfth, the boar. The Emperor, who was forty years, but mine bave produced fruit as on the throne when Kampfer was in Japan, soon as they were planted." Bravo," said I was born under the eleventh sign, or the dog, the monarcb; and a second purse of gold was !!

consequently he had a great fondness for that presented, when the old man exclaimed “The animal. According to an edict published by trees of others bear fruit only once a year, but

tbis prince, all the dogs that died within his mine bave yielded two crops in one day."

dominions were to be carried to tbe top of . “ Delightful!" replied the Emperor; and a

mountain, and to be interred there witb great tbird purse of gold was given : afler which,

funeral pomp. A poor man, who was carrying puiting spurs to his birse, the monarch re

his dog to the appointed spot, finding the body Treated, saying, “Reverend fatber, I dare not

heavy, and the way long, began to murmur stay longer, lest thy wit should exbaust my

wy against the order of bis sovereign, upon which treasury."

a neighbour, who accompanied him, observed

with much propriety, that instead of complain. QUEEN CAROLINE, consort of George the

ing, he ought, ou the contrary, to thank the Second, was remarkable for baving the largest

gods, who in their wisdom had decreed that feet of any female in the kingdom. One morn.

the emperor sbould not be born under the sign ing, as her majesty was walking on the banks

of the horse; “ for," said be, “a borse would of the river wear Richmond, attended only by

have been a much more disagreeable burther one Jady, venturing too far on the sand, from

tban a dog." wbich the water had recently ebbed, she suok in up to ber ankles, and in endeavouring to

ISLANDS PRODUCED BY INSECTS.-The extricate herself, lost one of her galloches; at

whole, groupe of the Thousand Islands, in the that instant, the lady observing a waterman

neighbourhood of the equator owe their origia rowing by, requested he would land, and re.

to the labour of that order of marine worms cover the queen's slipper. The request was

wbich Linnæus has arranged under the name instantly complied with, and whilst the son of

of Zoophyta. These little animals, in a most Old Thames was, with evident marks of as

surprising manner, construct their calcareous topishment in his countenance, examining its

habitations, onder an infinite variety of forms, extraordinary size, turning to her Majesty, he

but although the eye may be convinced of the inquired if that was ber slipper ? On being

fact, it is difficult for the human mind to conanswered in the affirmative, he bluntly replied,

ceive the possibility of insects so small being “ Then, I am out of my reckoning, for I mistook

endued with the power, much less being fur. it for a child's cradle.

nished in their own bodies with the materials

for constructing the immense fabrics which, THE INQUISITION -On the 7th of Novem.

in almost every part of the East and Pacific ber, 1781, at Seville in Spain, a woman was

Oceans lying between the tropics, are met burnt who was accused of an intercourse with

with in the shape of detached rocks, or reefs the devil. St. Cyprian and St. Augustio have, of great extent, or islands already clothed with notwithstanding, pusitively asserted that the plants, whose bases are fixed at the bottom of thing was impossible. This poor creature was the sea, where light and heat are sparingly young and handsome. By a refinement in ' received.



THE NEGRO SLAVE'S COMPLAINT. || Perhaps his head, long silver'd v'er with ages “ FLEECY locks and black complcxion,

Low in the garden anlamented lies; “ Cannot alter Nature's claim;

No friend to cheer his life's last painful stage, “Skins may differ—but affection

No son, iu peace, to close his aged eyes. . * Dwells in black and white the same.”

Fore'd to a ship, I sail across the main,

Far from my country and my native shore When I reflect on that distressing day, With anguish deep, I saw my native plain,

When to my country's shores I hade adièn; The hills and rocks--to see them nevec. No balm, I find, my sorrows to allay,

more. Or stop the tears which then iny cheeks be

I my cheeks be- l Soid, like a beast, with many a wretched slave, dew.

Beneath the stern oppressor's rod i groab,. The sun, just peeping o'er the bills, had rose, Tears after tears my cheeks for ever lave,

Tbe rosy-finger'd morn 1 bail'd with joy; They, melt the rocks--but not a heart of Ah! little thought I, c'er that day should

stone. close,


1 | All day compell’d to sweat, to toil, to bleed, What sceues of anguish would my bliss de

Without a drop my dreadi'ul thirst to Scarce had I reach'd my little cottage door,

quench; My family just risen from their bed, . At night, a life scarce better, lo! I lead When Christian ruffans, uurelenting, tore Upon the straw, which rains descending My wife and infant from the lowly shed.

drench. Scarce bad I time for other help to cry; No wife, no infant, and no faithful friend,

When I myself was rudely seiz'd and bound; | To soothe my sorrows, and to end my woe;
My wife and infant taken from my eye, No human creature will my tears attend,
And in the ruffians' yell their cries were | Whicb to the sea in briuy torrents fow.

But there's a Pow'r who dwells above the No! they allow'd' me not one last embrace,

sky, But cruel tore me far-O far, away!

Who sees with pity, although meo disdaiu; Allow'd me not to kiss my children's face, He sees from his fair Paradise on high,

Nor to my wife one last sad word to say. The woes I suffer from a tyrant's chain. I only faintly heard their groans and cries And when death sets, mé free from all my. The wailings of my wife and childreu dear;

woes, But not our groars, our pray’rs, our beaving | He'll let me see my wife and children dear; sighs,

No care shall enter on my soft repose, Could melt the ruffans' hearts or force a tear. No cruel tyrant force the briny tear. With agony untold I bade adieu

| N. N. T. To that lov'd scene, where blithsome once

and gay, A happy day, I brushi'd the pearly dew,

THE ROSES. As o'er the lawn I trod at break of day. l addresSED TO A FRIEND, ON TIE BIẤTH: 'Tis there, beneath the turf my mother lies

OF HIS FIRST CHILD. Oft bave I dress'd with flow'rs ber grassy || From: Montgomery's West Indian and other tomb

Poeins.That spot must ne'er again rejoice mine eyes,

|| Two Roses on one slender spray, Where, ab! in vain for me, the roses bloom.

In sweet communion grew,
My father too ! ah, trembling I relate; || Together, hail'd the morning ray,

Hinn feebly sinking fast in life's decline; And drank the evening dew;
How will be bear to hear my wretched fate, While sweetly, wreathd, in inossy green,

To think what woes and agonies are mine. || There sprang a little bud between.
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Tbrough clouds , and sunsbine, storms and | Each ambusb'd Cupid I'll defy,, . showers,

In cbeek, or chin, or brow, They opened into bloom,

And deem the glance of woman's eye, Mingling their foliage and their flowers,

As weak as woman's vow; Their beauty and perfume;

I'll lightly hold the lady's beart, While foster'd on its rising stem,

That is but ligbtly won; The bud became a purple gem.

I'll steel my breast to beauty's art, . But soon their summer splendour pass'd,

And learn to live alone. They faded in the wind;

The flaunting torch soon blazes out, Yet were these Roses to the last,

The diamond's ray abides, The loveliest of their kind,

The fajne its glory burls about, Whose crimson leaves, in falling round, , The rem its lustre hides; Adorn'd and sanctified the ground.

Such gem I fondly deem'd was mine, When thus were all their honours shorn,

And glow'd a diamond stone; The bud unfolding rose,

But since each eye may see it shine, And blush'd and brighten'd, as the morn

I'll darkly dwell alone. From dawn to sunrise glows,

No waking dreams shall tinge my thought Till o’er each parent's drooping head,

With dyes so bright and vain ; The daughter's growing glory spread.

No silken net so slightly wrought, My Friends ! in youtli's romantic prime,

Shall tangle me again ; The golden age of man,

No more I'll pay so dear for wit, Like these twin Roses spend your time,

T'll live upon my ownl; Life's little less'ning span

Nor shall wild passjon trouble it,
Then be your breasts as free from cares,

I'd rather dwell alone.
Your hours as innocent as their's.
And in the infant bud that blows

And thus I'll hush my heart to rest :
In your encircling arms,

“Thy loving labour's lost;

“ Thou shalt no more be wildly blest, Mark the dear promise of a rose,

“To be so strangly cross'd; · The pledge of future charms, That o'er your withering hours shall shine,

“ The widow'd turtles mateless die,

" The Phænix is but one ; Fair, and more fair, as you decline.

“ They seek vo loves-110 more will I Till planted in that realm of rest,

“T'll rather dwell alone.”
Where Roses vever die,
Amidst the gardens of the blest,

Beneath a stormless sky,
You flower afresh like Aaron's rod,

That blossom’d at the sight of God.

Go, Sleep, descend and soothe my woes,

Come thou thy opinm balm dispense;

Aid me my weary eyes to close,

And lull my aching powers of sense.
MY wayward fate I still must plain,
Though bootless be the theme;

Hence tbvu dull God! thy belp is vain, I loved, and was beloved again,

For still keen anguish tears my breast; Yet all was but a dream;

Thon hast not art to soothe my pain, For, as her love was quickly got,

Whilst troubled dreams deny me rest. So it was quickly gone; No more I'll bask iu flame so hot,

Then Music hear me, heavenly maid; But coldly dwell alone.

Aud grant a wretched suppliant's prayer,

For at tby sounds divine 'tis said,
Not maid more bright than maid was e'er

Corroding sorrow Aies--and care.
My fancy shall beguile,
By flattering word, or feigned tear,

Once, once again, that heavenly strain, By gesture, look, or smile;

That soft delicious air renew; No more I'll call the sbaft fair shot,

'Tis thou can’st ease my bosom's pain ! Till it has fairly flown,

Thou only cav t my grief subdue. Nor scorch me at a tlame so hot;

RICHARD SECUNDUS. I'll rather freeze alone.

BANNOCKBURN. WIDE on Bannock's heatby wold Scotland's deathful banner's roll'd, And spread their wings of sparkled gold

To the purp'ling east. Freedom beam'd in every eye, Devotion breath'd in every sigh, Death or Freedom! was the cry;

Valour steel'd each breast. Cbarging then the coursers sprang, Sword and helmet crashing rang; Steel-clad warriors' mixing clang

Echoed round the field. Deatbful see their eye-balls glare ; See the nerves of battle bare; Arrowy tempests cloud the air,

And glance from every shield. Hark! the bowmen's quivering strings Death on grey goose piuions springs; Deep they dip their dappled wiogs,

Druuk in heroes' gore! Lo! Edward,* springing from the rear, Waves bis Caledonian spear: Ruin witb bim bovers near,

And sweeps them from the shore! See the backward striding foe! Streamlets deeper redd’ning flow! Valleys carnage cover'd glow!

Tyrants and the free!
Darker yet the scene appears;
Mixing groves of flaming spears;
Hark! a voice exulting rear's

Bruce has victory!
Strike the Caledonian lyre !
Mix the sbouts with notes of fire!
Hark; the strains to Heaven aspirem-

Bruce has victory!
Give to tb' world, O Bard, their praise!
Crown them with fair Freedom's bays!
Sing them in eternal lays,

Who saved their country!

Calmnd are my thoughts, no wild'ring woes

Within my tranquil bosom rage; Might I enjoy such sweet repose,

From life's gay morn to closing age. No fame I wish, no wealth require,

No sigl for grandeur heaves my breast; Retirement's shade my sole desire,

My only wish domestic rest.
Do they who climb ambition's height,

Who eager grasp at scepter'd power,
Feel that still low of fix'd delight

That soothes the swain's anruffled hour? Safe in life's vale from harsh alarms,

He turns to bliss whate'er he sees; Him, Nature's sweetly simple charms,

And all her varying sceues can please. On some sequester'd village green,

Where peace and innocence reside, () may I, by the world unseen,

Tu deepest solitude abide.
O may my life there steal away

Without a sorrow or a fear;
Ard from my house if e'er I stray,

May all I see that home endear! When death shall close my wearied eyes,

Aod friends around my bed shall weep, May I ('tis all I then shall prize)

Beneath the hallow'd church-yard sleep! And may the morn my lonesome grave

Gem with the sparkliug dews of heav'u; And may the breeze the green grass wave,

And o'er it beam the sun of even! And nought be beard near my low cell,

Save village sounds at day-light's close : Then may the softly pensive bell, Sooth, sweetly sooth, my last repose!


RETIREMENT. SWEET ev’ning star, whose placid ray

With soft sensations muves my heart, Indulge thy votry's pensive lay,

O hear a song devoid of art! Hush'd are the woods, the groves, the vales,

A sacred stitness breathes o'er all, Wbile soft o'er hills and dewy dales

The mellow beams of mounlight fall.

DIRGE. Blest is the turf, serenely blest, Where throbbing hearts may sink to rest; Wbere life's long journey turns to sleep, Nor ever pilgrim wakes to weep. A little sod,-a few sad flowers, A tear for long departed bours, Is all that feeling hearts request, To husb their weary thoughts to rest. There shall no vajn ambition come, To lure them from their quiet hone; Nor sorrow left;with heart strings riveu, The meek, imploring eye to heaven; Nor sad remembrance stoop to shed His wrinkles on the slumberer's head; And never, never, love repair To breathe his idly whispers there.. N2

• Edward Bruce, at that memorable battle || decided the fate of Scotland, by altacking the !! English bowmen in the rear.

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ENGLISH COSTUME. , aside, and notwithstanding the season of

|| Lent is not usually distinguished by much No 1.-EVENING FULL DRESS.

of variety, gloom seems to have subsided, A gowy of plain white India muslin, made and gaiety and fasbion fast entering on Tovbe in the neck, with long sleeves, and short spring. train trimmed with a fancy border of stamped l For the promenade, scarlet mantles liave leaves in satin. A wbite satin cap, ornament- been so general during the mourning, tbal for ed with crimson or morone coloured flossed mere variety they must now be laid aside; we silk trimming. A short Persian scarf of mo think they are more frequently sucecded by rune coloured silk, with rich border and tas. ! the short pelisse of purple velvet, trimmed sels, is fancifully worn over the shoulders. il

with broad black lace, or small cottage mantAmber necklace and earrings. Hair in full let, lined with white sarsnet, ornamented with curls, divided rather towards the left side. // white cheoille or gold. Purple sarsnet peGloves and shoes of white or morone kid. 11 lisses, or black velvet, lined with colours, are

equally approved. No.2.-MORNING CARRIAGE DRESS.

Cottage bonnets, cloth turbans, or small A bias corded muslin dress, a walking velvet caps, and one long drooping ostrich length, with long sleeves, made high in the feather, or two small ones, are most prevailneck, with collar; buttoned down the front of ing; under the cottage bonnets, which are the waist with narrow lilac satin ribband. formed to set off from the face, small lace Sash tied in a bow in front; a border of plain || caps, rosettes of lace or ribband, or small muslin, or lace, round the bottom. A square flowers, are much worn, with a deep black of lilac satin, with richly embroidered border French veil, thrown over. Purple, black, or in white silk, and tassels to correspond, is I scarlet boots, are universal for walking. thrown over the shoulders in the form of a For morning dress, short pelisses of cam. · shawl, and is cut down the back to give it a bric corded muslin, oyer a slip of the same,

trimmed with edging, or made in poplin, bommore easy and graceful appearance about the figure. A simple wbite chip bat, tied round

bazeen, or lustres, with ruffs and cuffs of fine the crown in a bow in front of lilac satin rib clear muslin, witli bands of the same, and band. The hair in full curls over the fore clasps of lope de pêrle. head. Pearl earrings. Gloves and shoes of Dinner dresses are most worn in lustree, pale lemon, or lilac coloured kid.

sarsnets, Opera nets, or cloth, made up to the throat with lace cuffs, collars, and small French aprons of lace, or fine embroidered

muslin ; and lace or quilted satin tippets, GENERAL OBSERVATIONS trimmed with swansdown, or white chenille. ON

The full dress, black or white Jace over FASHION AND DRESS.

coloured or white satin slips, ornamented wit la

gold, still continue the most admired, with The mourning for the late Princess Amelia || pearl necklaces, combs, and other ornamente expired on the 11th of last month, but though i blended with emeralds.--Small tippets in annot general, the Court continued it in a slight | tiqae lace or satin trimmed with swansdown, degree for the deceased Queen of France. I are considered indispensible, and small aprons Sables are at length, however entirely laid ll of rich antique embroidered muslin with fuld

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