His life-blood shed his realms to save; their thoughts, or desires, to one | Brave PICTON, son of victory! quietly feasting on it. These he The arm, that set all Europe free, He left the world a legacy, Peace profound, and prospects bright; His work achieved, his soul burst free, And wing'd her way to realms of light. Who can recount each daring deed, The feats of valour he perform'd; The hosts he chas'd with eagle-speed, The battles gain'd, the forts he storm'd? fame, into the garden. About half an His deeds shall swell the trump of hour after, a great swarm of Ants came, ran up the wall, along the ceiling, and down the string into Worth from honour who can sever? Vain was the man, and false as vain Who said "were he ordained to run "His long career of life again "He would do all that he had done! Ah! 'tis not thus the voice that dwells In sober birth-days speaks to me, Far otherwise-of time it tells Lavish'd unwisely, carelessly Of counsels mock'd, of talents made Haply for high and pure designs, But oft, like Israel's incense, laid Of nursing many a wrong desire Of wandering after love too far, And taking every meteor fire, That cross'd my path-way, for his star; All this it tells, and could I trace Th' imperfect picture o'er again, With power to add, retouch, efface, The lights and shades, the joy and pains; How little of the past would stay; How quickly all would melt awayAll but that freedom of the mind Which hath been more than wealth to me; Those friendships in my boyhood twin'd And kept till now unchangingly; And that dear home, that saving ark, Where love's true light at length I've found, Cheering within, when all grows dark, And comfortless and stormy round. J. D. #Fontenelle. "Si je recommençois ma carriere, je ferai tout ce que j'ai fait." A FRAGMENT. By Lord Byron. When, to their airy halls my father's voice, When, pois'd upon the gale, my form shall ride, Or, dark in mist, descend the mountain's side; Oh, may my shade behold no sculp tur'd urns, To mark the spot where earth to earth returns; No lengthen'd scroll of virtue and renown; My epitaph shall be-my name alone: If that with honour fail to crown my clay, Oh! may no other fame my deeds repay; That, only that, shall single out the spot, By that remembered, or by that forgot. SONNET. Tho' the tempests of winter may sweep The shadowing leaves from our bowers, And Flora in sorrow may weep, Her desolate kingdom of flowers! Tho' the wild mountain torrent may tear The pine on his throne from the peak, And the bright-winged bird of the air Drop dead on the storm-spirits' shriek! Unheeded's the ruin that's hurl'd From the hurricane's wide-spreading wing, Or the frown winter casts on the world, If the heart wear the smile of the spring. EPITOME OF MAN'S LIFE. Childhood in toys delights; Shall call my spirit, joyful in their Mid age has many cares and frights; choice; Old age is full of pain. As to take him before and leave me writing, and shall be glad to hear behind? No. 3, Vol. I.---June 23, 1824. from them on other subjects. [Printed and Published by F. Trash, Oxford. Select Biography. “No part of history is more instructive and delightful than the lives of great and worthy men." LIFE OF MILTON. BURNETT. death of his mother, to visit the continent. In 1638 he went to Paris, where he was introduced to the celebrated Grotius; and after he had prosecuted his jour ney as far as Italy, he returned to his native country, after anabsence of fifteen months. England was then embroiled in civil disJOHN MILTON, the justly ce- | cord, and Milton, being hostile to lebrated author of some of the monarchial principles, wrote boldfinest compositions that ever ap-ly and ably in support of the repeared before the public, was born publican party. Dec. 9th, 1608, in Bread Street, He married Mary, daughter of London. His Grandfather was so | Richard Powell, of Forest Hills rigid a papist, that he, in conse- Oxfordshire; the principles of quence of difference of religious this gentleman were diametrically opinions, disinherited this son opposite to his own, and their (the father of the Poet) who was marriage is more remarkable than compelled to follow the profession their separation, which took place of a Scrivener. His eldest son, about a month after their union. John, (the poet) was the favourite After some time had elapsed, of his father's hopes ; he received | when he was on a visit to a friend, his first instructions from Mr. T. his wife fell prostrate before him, Young, whose care and capacity imploring forgiveness and a rehis pupil has gratefully celebrated conciliation. At the intercession in an excellent Latin poem: on of the friends who were present, leaving this gentleman he went to after a short reluctance, he geneSt. Paul's School; from whence | rously sacrificed all his resentment he was removed to Christ's Col- to her tears: Towards her, his life so late, and dear After this re-union, so far was lege, Cambridge, where he dis-Soon his heart relented tinguished himself in all kinds of academical studies. After he had obtained his Master's Degree, he returned to his father, who was then living at Horton, in Bucking-he from retaining any unkind hamshire, where he pursued his memory of the provocations which studies with unabated ardour, and unparallelled success. After some years spent in this studious retirement, he obtained his father's consent, upon the he had received from her ill conduct, that when the king's cause was entirely suppressed, and her Paradise Lost, Book X. caused his death. He died on the 10th of November, in the most placid and quiet manner, and was buried in the chancel of St. Giles's, Cripplegate, near the grave of his father. A monument was raised to his memory in Westminster Abbey; but he left one behind him in his works far more durable than any that human art could erect; and by no one can the line of Horace be more properly or justly claimed; "Exegi monumentum ære perennius.” father, who had been active in his loyalty, was exposed to sequestration, Milton sheltered and protected both him and his family until the storm of the opposite party had abated. In 1645, he published a collection of Latin and English Poems, in which the "Allegro" and "Penseroso,' were included. Shortly after the execution of Charles I. Cromwell appointed him Latin Secretary to himself and parliament. The loss of his wife, which took place soon after his appointment, was followed by another great affliction-the Milton when young was exceedloss of sight. Three daughters ingly handsome. In his habits he were then living, the two elder of was strict, and in his diet partiwhom are said to have been very eularly abstemious; he scrupuserviceable to him in his studies: lously avoided spirituous liquors, for having been instructed to pro- being convinced of their destructive nounce not only the modern, but tendency to individuals of sedenalso the Latin, Greek, and He-tary occupations. His health havbrew languages, they read in their ing suffered by night studies in his respective originals, whatever au- youth, he was accustomed to rethors he wanted to consult, though tire early (seldom later than nine) they understood none but their to bed; and rose generally at five mother tongue. in summer and six in winter. His deportment was erect, open, and affable; his conversation easy, cheerful, and instructive; his wit was always ready at command, facetious, grave, or satirical as the subject required. His judgment was just, his apprehension quick, and his memory retentive. On his "Paradise Lost" too much praise cannot be bestowed, and as Dr. Johnson justly observes, the purpose of the poem was the most use.ul and arduous that could be chosen "to vindicate the works of In the year 1671, four years after the publication of "Paradise Lost," he produced his "Paradise Regained," and "Sampson Agonistes." Some years after he printed his "Familiar Epistles," in Latin, to which, in order to form a volume, he added some Latin exercises. Milton was 61 years of age when he commenced his "Paradise Lost." Towards the close of his life he was greatly troubled with the gout, which in the year 1674 3 |