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house gives present comfort, and may, by future sale, aid in animating to exertion, and perhaps in restoring health. But quarter-day comes; and in the depth of an uncommonly hard winter, a harder, and a colder heart, sends its brutal and drunken ministers, armed by resistless authority, to tear away the curtain from the bed of the sick sufferer, and the blanket from the shivering victim of penury and neglect. This last blow is suspended but till the morrow; and the anxious mother lies, wakeful and heart-broken, watched by one of her children, who is preserved by health and inexperienced youth from the cares which waste her parent. In the mean time, revelling in sensuality, and overwhelmed by the good gifts of nature and of fortune, a man, who all his life seems to have been struggling to mar the good lavishly cast upon him, sallies out from every comfort of warmth and enjoyment, and is saved from death by the hospitable poverty of the widow's comfortless dwelling. In return, a portion of his superfluity is applied for her relief; the impending blow which would have probably destroyed the prostrate sufferer is warded off; and returning hope and health make the catastrophe of this “ romance of real life” as cheerful as it threatened to be gloomy and heart-rending.
After giving a five dollar note to the child who guided me to him, and making some other presents to members of the family, Mr. Cooke agreed to go to Bryden's in a sleigh, which I had previously sent for. He rose from his chair ; his step was not steady, and some of the crowd offered to assist him ; but he put them by with his hand, in a style of courtly contempt." He accepted my arm, but before we reached the door, stopped to wipe his face, and having lost the piece of dirty linen he had before used, he made inquiry for his handkerchief-it was not to be found; and I, fearing a change in his determination, and somewhat impatient of my own situation, offered him a white handkerchief, which I had put in my pocket but a few mintues before receiving his note, and which, after seeing the filthy rag he had been using, and displaying on his knee before the fire, I did not hesitate to present to him; but he put it aside with a most princely motion, saying, “ A gentleman cannot accept a handkerchief that has been used."
SOLILOQUY OF AN OLD BACHELOR, ON THE ANNIVERSARY
OF HIS BIRTH-DAY.
[From the Gentleman's Magazine.]
LET youthful Lovers fondly greet
With song and dance their natal day,
But mine, alas!
Must sadly pass,
Hath followed all the rest.
What traces have they left behind ?
I view the past,
And stand aghast;
Thou solitary man!”
Are linked in Hymen's silken bands ;-
With fond embrace
With truest love their guide.
And fearless dare the hostile fray;
And some, indeed,
Whose names I read
And left me here, alone!
They say, that my unfeeling breast
Ne'er felt love's pleasing, anxious smart; Was ne'er with doubts and fears opprest, Nor sighed to win a woman's heart :
And let them say
Whate'er they may,
I hoped for brighter days.
Which burns with constant, chaste desire ; 1, too, have cherished long a name That set my youthful breast on fire ;
But Hope's swert smiles,
And witching wiles,
How few, alas, remain !
For youth's warm raptures now are o'er;
Some little tors,
Some puny jovs,
I yield the worm its prey.
Though age sits hoary on my brow,
I shall not see,
Obscured by thce,
I yield the worin its prey.
By W. R. Spencer.
WHEN midnight o'er the moonless skies
Her pall of transient death has spread, When mortals sleep, when spectres rise,
And nought is wakeful but the dead ! No bloodless shape my way pursues,
No sheeted ghost my couch annoys, Visions more sad my fancy views, Visions of long departed joys !
The shade of youthful hope is there,
That lingered long, and latest died;
With phantom honours at her side.
They once were friendship, truth, and love!
Since lifeless to my heart ye prove!
ON MODERATION IN OUR PLEASURES.
By Abou Alcassim Eon Tabataba.
“ Tabataba deduced his pedigree from Ali Ben Abou Taleb, and Fatima, the daughter of Muhammed.
“ He was born at Ispahan, but passed the principal part of his life in Egypt, where he was appointed chief of the sheriffs, i.e. the descendants of the prophet, a dignity held in the highest veneration by every Mussulman. He died in the year of the Hejira 418, with the reputation of being one of the most excellent poets of his time.”
HOW oft does passion's grasp destroy
The pleasure that it strives to gain;
Is doomed to terminate in pain.
She but restrains to make thee blest ;
But heightens and secures the rest.
That hastens in the lamp to die;
The feeding stream of life supply.
A rushing torrent o'er the blaze,
And kills the fire it fain would raise..
WE had hoped to have accompanied the likeness of Commodore Decatur with a biographical article, but did not receive the necessary particulars in time. It shall be furnished as soon as possible.
We have received several communications in prose and verse, but have been induced, from various reasons, to decline inserting them. Some, though well written, are on trite and worn out subjects, or have been anticipated by selected articles which have appeared in former numbers. Others do not come within the plan of this work. It is hoped this general excuse will be sufficient ; and that correspondents will not consider the omission of their writings as a censure on their merits.