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Endless variety in all,
Here doth Appropriation try, From Fly to Man, Creation's pride, By help of Secrecy, to gain Each shows his proper form-to fall A store of wealth, against we dic,
Eftsoons in time's o'erwhelming tide, For heirs to dissipate again. And mutability goes on
Cause and Comparison here show, With ceaseless combination.
The use of every thing we know.
But here that fiend of fiends doth dwell, "Tis thine to teach with magic power
While Ideality unsbaken Those who still bend life's fragile stein, By facts or theory, whose spell To suck the sweets of every flower,
Maddens the soul and fires our beacon. Before the sun shall set to them;
Whom memory tortures, love deludes, Calm the contending passions dire,
Whom circumspection fills with dread, Which on thy surface I descry,
On every organ he obtrudes, Like water struggling with the fire
Until Destruction o'er his head In combat, which of them shall die Impends; then mad with luckless strife, Thus is the soul in Fury's car,
He volunteers the loss of life. A type of Hell's intestine war.
And canst thou teach to future man
The way his evils to repairOld wall of man's most noble par ,
Say, O momento,-of the span While now I trace with trembling hand Of mortal life? For if the care Thy sentiments, how oft I start,
Of truth to science be not given, Dismay'd at such a jarring band !
(From whom no treachery it can sever,j Man, with discordant frenzy fraught, There's no dependance under heaven
Seems either madman, fool, or knave ; That error may not reign for ever. To try to live is all he's taught
May future heads more learning cull To 'scape her foot who nought doth save From thee, when my own head's a skull. In life's proud race ;-(unknown our goal) To strive against a kindred soul.
There is a parish game in Scotland, at These various organs show the place
this season of the year,when the waters are Where Friendship lov'd, where Passion frozen and can bear practitioners in the dis glow'd,
version. It prevails, likewise, in NorthWhere Veneration grew in grace,
umberland, and other northern parts of Where justice swayed, where man was south Britain ; yet, nowhere, perhaps, is proud
it so federalized as among the descendWhence Wit its slippery sallies threw ants of those who “ha' wi' Wallace On Vanity, thereby defeated;
bled.” This sport, called curling, is deWhere Hope's imaginary view
scribed by the georgical poet, and will Of things to come (fond fool) is seated;
be better apprehended by being related Where Circumspection made us fear, Mid gleams of joy some danger near.
in his numbers : it being premised that the time agreed on, or the appointment
for playing it, is called the tryst; the Here fair Benevolence doth grow
match is called the bonspiel ; the boundary In forehead high-bere Imitation marks for the play are called the tees ; Adorns the stage, where on the Brew and the stones used are called coits,
Are Sound, and Color's legislation. or quoits, or coiting, or quoiting-stones.
Now rival parishes, and shrievedoms, keep,
The sides when ranged, the distance meted out,
Which, onward hurling, makes the circling groupe
Keen, keener still, as life itself were staked,
the mode of waking him in proper slyle. NATURALISTS' CALENDAR.
“ Recollect,” says he, “to put three can
dles at the head of the bed, after you lay Mean Temperature ... 36. 85.
me out, and two at the foot, and one at
each side. Mind now, and put a plate January 31.
with the salt on it just a top of my breast.
And, do you hear ? have plenty of tobacco King George IV. proclaimed.-Holiday and pipes enough; and remember to make at the Exchequer.
the punch strong.
And but what the
devil is the use of talking to you ? sure I
know you'll be sure to botch it, as I won't
All through Ireland the ceremonial of MR. JOHN BULL, an artist, with poeti.
Book with the following original lines.
the liberation of Greece from “worse than
• Now Times.
. P. 299
THE RAINBOW IN GREECE.
and theatres are no longer conscious a
unconscious éclats de rire, but the whole By Mr. John Bull.
audience is like Mr. Wordsworth's cloud Arch of peace' the firmament
“ which moveth altogether, if it move Hath not a form more fair
at all.” Than thine, thus beautifully bent Upon the lighten'd air.
In the gardens of our habitations, ana
the immense tracts that provide great Well might the wondrous bards of yore of thee so sweetly sing;
cities with the products of the earth, the Thy fair foot on their lovely shore
cultivator seizes the first opportunity to Returning with the spring !
prepare and dress the bosom of our com
mon mother. “ Hard frosts, if they come An angel's form to thee they gave, Celestial feign'd thy birth,
at all, are followed by sudden thaws; Saw thee now span the light green wave,
and now, therefore, if ever, the mysterious And now the greener earth.
old song of our school days stands a
chance of being verified, which sings of Yet then, where'er thy smile was seen On land, or billowy main,
• Three children sliding on the ice, Thou seem'd to watch, with look serene,
All on a summer's day! O'er Freedom's glorious reign.
Now the labour of the husbandman re
commences; and it is pleasant to watch Thy brilliant arch, around the sky, The nurse of hope appear'd,
(from your library-window) the ploughSweet as the light of liberty,
team moving almost imperceptibly along, Wherewith their souls were cheer'd !
upon the distant upland that the bare
trees have disclosed to you. --Nature is But ah! if thou, when Greece was young, as busy as ever, if not openly and obDidst visit realms above;
viously, secretly, and in the hearts of her Go and return, as minstrels sung
sweet subjects the flowers ; stirring them A messenger of love :
up to that rich rivalry of beauty which is What tale, in heaven, hast thou to tell, to greet the first footsteps of spring, and Of tyrants and their slaves
teaching them to prepare themselves for Despots, and soul-bound men that dwell her advent, as young maidens prepare, Without their fathers' graves !
months beforehand, for the marriage fes
tival of some dear friend. If the flowers Oh! when they see thy beauteous bow,
think and feel (and he who dares to say Surround their ancient skies,
that they do not is either a fool or a phiDo not the Grecian warriors know, 'Tis then their hour to rise ?
losopher--let him choose between the
imputations !)--if the flowers think and Let them unsheath the daring sword, feel, what a commotion must be working And, pointing up to thee,
within their silent hearts, when the piSpeak to their men one fiery word, nions of winter begin to grow, and indiAnd march to set them free
cate that he is at least meditating his Upon thine arch of hope they'd glance,
flight Then do they, too, begin to And say, " The storm is o'er !
meditate on May-day, and think on the “ The clouds are breaking off-advance,
delight with which they shall once more “We will be slaves no more !"
breathe the fresh air, when they have
leave to escape from their subterranean The “ Mirror of the Months" repre- of this month, they are all of them at
prisons; for now, towards the latter end ents of the coming month, that
least awake from their winter slumbers, “Now the Christmas holidays are sver, and most are busily working at their gay and all the snow in Russia could not toilets, and weaving their fantastic robes, make the first Monday in this month look and shaping their trim forms, and distilany other than black, in the home-loving ling their rich essences, and, in short, eyes of little schoolboys ; and the streets getting ready in all things, that they may of London are once more evacuated of be duly prepared to join the bright pro, happy wondering faces, that look any way cession of beauty that is to greet and but straight before them; and sobs are glorify the annual coming on of their heard, and sorrowful faces seen to issue sovereign lady, the spring. It is true from sundry post-chaises that carry six done of all this can be seen.
But what teen inside, exclusive of cakes and boxes; a race should we be, if we knew and
indigence prescribes, till it becomes
lifted above poverty to independence. Flowers
The manufacture of artificial flowers is A good garden in a sunny day, at the not wholly unknown in England, but our commencement of this month, has many neighbours, the French, eclipse us in the delightful appearances to a lover of na accuracy and variety of their imitatious. ture, and issues promises of further gra. Watering-places abound with these wontification. It is, however, in ball-rooms ders of their work-people, and in the meand theatres that many of the sex, to tropolis there are depôts, from whence whose innocence and beauty the lily is dress-makers and milliners are supplied likened, resort for amusement, and see or by wholesale. wear the mimic forms of floral loveliness. Yet this approach to nature, though at The annexed literal copy of a French an awful distance, is to be hailed as flower-maker's card, circulated during the an impulse of her own powerful working summer of 1822 among the London in the very heart of fashion; and it has shopkeepers, is a whimsical specimen of this advantage, that it supplies means of self-sufficiency, and may save some learn. existence to industry, and urges ingenuity ers of French from an overweening confito further endeavour. Artificial wants dence in their acquisition of that language, are rapidly supplied by the necessity of which, were it displayed in Paris, would providing for real ones; and the weal- be as whimsical in that metropolis as this ihy accept drafts upon conditions which English is in ours.
M. MARLO TEAU et Cie.
Manufacturers from Paris ,
To London 14 Broad street, Oxford street.
Acquaint the Trade in general, that they have just established in London. A Warhouse for FRENCH FLOWERS, for each Season , feathar from hat ladies of their own Manufacture elegant fans of the NEWEST TASTE.
And of Manufactures of Paris , complette sets ornaments for balls , sauff boxes scale gold and silver, boxes toilette , ribbons and embroidered , hat et cap, from Ladies of the newest Taste, China , all sorts , etc.
He commit generally the articles from Paris, Manufacturers.
And send in all BRITISH CITY.
Attandance from Nine o'Clock in the Morning till five in the Afternoon.