Julia had honour, virtue, truth, and love,
For Don Alfonso; and she inly swore,
By all the vows below to powers above,
She never would disgrace the ring she wore,
Nor leave a wish which wisdom might
reprove;

And while she ponder'd this, besides much
more,
One hand on Juan's carelessly was thrown,
Quite by mistake-she thought it was her

own;

I cannot know what Juan thought of thi
But what he did,is much what you would de
His young lip thank'd it with a grateful kis
And then, abash'd at its own joy, withdrey
In deep despair, lest he had done amiss,
Love is so very timid when 'tis new:
She blush'd and frown'd not, but she strov
to speak,
And held her tongue, her voice was grow
so weak.

The sun set, and up rose the yellow moon
The devil's in the moon for mischief; the
Who call'd her CHASTE, methinks, began to

soon

Their nomenclature; there is not a day,
The longest, not the twenty-first of Jun
Sees half the business in a wicked way
On which three single hours of moonshin
smile-

And then she looks so modest all the whil

There is a dangerous silence in that hou
A stillness which leaves room for the fu

soul

To open all itself, without the power
Of calling wholly back its self-control;
The silver-light which, hallowing tree an
tower,

Sheds beauty and deep softness o'er t
whole,
Breathes also to the heart, and o'er it throw
A loving languor, which is not repose.

And Julia sate with Juan, half embraced
And half retiring from the glowing arm
Which trembled like the bosom where 'tw
placed ;

Yet still she must have thought there was!
harm,

Or else 'twere easy to withdraw her wai
But then the situation had its charm,
And then--God knows what next--I cas
go on:

Unconsciously she lean'd upon the other,
Which play'd within the dangles of her hair;
And to contend with thoughts she could I'm almost sorry that I e'er begun.

not smother

Not that remorse did not oppose temptation, | Our coming, and look brighter when we
A little still she strove, and much repented,
And whispering "I will ne'er consent

The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky; Man's a strange animal, and makes strange

Of his own nature and the various arts.

To sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest And likes particularly to produce

Some new experiment to show his parts: Bay deep-month'd welcome as we draw near This is the age of oddities let loose,

You'd best begin with truth, and when|Twas, as the watchmen say, a clondy nigh you've lost your No moon, no stars, the wind was low or lo By gusts, and many a sparkling hearth w

Labour, there's a sure market for imposture.

"Was it for this you took your sudden | Look where you please-- we've nothing, si
journey,
to hide;

Under pretence of business indispensible,
With that sublime of rascals your attorney,
Whom I see standing there, and looking
sensible

Of having play'd the fool? though both I
spurn, he
Deserves the worst, his conduct's less de-
fensible,

Because, no doubt, 'twas for his dirty fee,
And not from any love to you nor me.

Only another time, I trust, you'll tell u
Or for the sake of decency abide
A moment at the door, that we may be
Dress'd to receive so much good company

"And now, sir, I have done, and say no mor The little I have said may serve to show The guileless heart in silence may grieve o'e The wrongs to whose exposure it is slow:I leave you to your conscience as before, "Twill one day ask you why you used me so God grant you feel not then the bittere grief!—

Antonia! where's my pocket-handkerchief?