ance to my children, by the blessing of God, I will leave them the inheritance of free principles, and the example of a manly, independent, and constitutional defense of them.

1. As nothing truly valuable can be obtained without industry, so there can be no persevering industry, without a sense of the value of time. Youth would be too happy, might they add to their own beauty and felicity, the wisdom of riper years. Were it possible for them to realize the worth of time, as life's receding hours will reveal it, how rapidly would they press on toward perfection! It is too often the case, that the period allotted to education, is but imperfectly appreciated till it approaches its close, or has actually departed.

2. Then its recollections are mingled with regret or repentance; for experience is more frequently the fruit of our own mistakes and losses, than the result of the admonitions and counsels of others. Suffer me, then, with the urgency of true friendship, to impress on you the importance of a just estimation of time.

3. Consider how much is to be performed, attained, and conquered, ere you are fitted to discharge the duties which the sphere of woman comprehends. Think of the brevity of life. The most aged have compared it to a span in compass, and to a shuttle in flight. Compute its bearings upon the bliss or woe of eternity, and remember, if misspent, it can never be recalled.

4. Other errors admit of reformation. Lost wealth may be regained by a course of industry; the wreck of health,

repaired by temperance; forgotten knowledge, restored by study; alienated friendship, soothed by forgiveness; and even forfeited reputation, won back by penitence and vir

ue.

5. But who ever again looked on his vanished hours; recalled his slighted years and stamped them with wisdom; or effaced from Heaven's record, the fearful blot of a wasted life? Figure to yourself the loss that the year would sustain, were the spring taken away: such a loss do they sustain who trifle in youth. Let none, therefore, forget to value above all other possessions-time, which may be so improved as to purchase the bliss of eternity.

Of magic, mist, and fable,

When stones could argue, trees advance,

And brutes to talk were able,

When shrubs and flowers were said to preach,

And manage all the parts of speech,

2. "T was then, no doubt, if 't was at all,
(But doubts we need not mention,)
That Then, and Now, two adverbs small,
Engaged in sharp contention;

But how they made each other hear,
Tradition doth not make appear.

3. Then was a sprite of subtile frame,
With rainbow tints invested,

On clouds of dazzling light she came,
And stars her forehead crested;
Her sparkling eyes of azure hue,
Seemed borrowed from the distant blue.

4. Now rested on the solid earth,
And sober was her vesture;
She seldom either grief or mirth
Expressed, by word or gesture;
Composed, sedate, and firm she stood,
And looked industrious, calm, and good

Where clouds of radiance, fringed with gold,
O'er hills of emerald beauty rolled.

6. Now rarely raised her sober eye To view that golden distance;

Nor let one idle minute fly

In hope of Then's assistance;
But still with busy hands she stood,
Intent on doing present good.

7. She ate the sweet but homely fare,

That passing moments brought her;
While Then, expecting dainties rare,

Despised such bread and water;
And waited for the fruits and flowers
Of future, stili receding hours.

8. Now, venturing once to ask her why,
She answered with invective;

And pointed, as she made reply,

Toward that long perspective

Of years to come, on distance blue,
Wherein she meant to live and do.

9. "Alas!" says she, "how hard
With undiverted sadness;

you toil!

Behold yon land of wine and oil!
Those sunny hills of gladness!
Those joys I wait, with eager brow,"
"And so you always shall!" said Now.

10. "That fairy land that looks so real,
Recedes as you pursue it;

Thus, while you wait for times ideal,
I take my work and do it;
Intent to form, when time is gone,
A pleasant past to look upon."

11. "Ah, well," said Then, "I envy not

Your dull, fatiguing labors,

Aspiring to a brighter lot,

With thousands of my neighbors;
Soon as I reach that golden hill,”—

"But that," says Now, "you never will!

12. "And e'en suppose you should," says she,

(Though mortal ne'er attained it,)
Your nature you must change with me,

The moment you have gained it;
Since hope fulfilled, (you must allow,)
Turns Now to THEN, and THEN, to Now.”

13. Time was is past; thou canst not it recall;
Time is, thou hast; employ the portion small;
Time future is not, and may never be ;
Time present is the only time for thee.

LESSON LXII.

THE EMIGRANT'S FAREWELL.- BROWN.

[See p. 213 and 216.]

1. Farewell to the land that my fathers defended;
Farewell to the fields which their ashes inurn;
The holiest flame on their altars descended,

Which, fed by their sons, shall eternally burn.
Ah! soft be the bed where the hero reposes!
And light be the green turf that over him closes !
Gay Flora* shall deck with her earliest roses,

The graves of my sires, and the land of my birth. 2. Adieu to the scenes which my heart's young emotions Have dressed in attire so alluringly gay;

Ah! never, no never, can billowy oceans,

Nor time, drive the fond recollections away!
From days that are past, present comfort I borrow;
The scenes of to-day shall be brighter to-morrow;
In
age I'll recall, as a balm for my sorrow,

The graves of my sires, and the land of my birth.

3. I go to the west, where the forest receding

Invites the adventurous ax-man along;

I go to the groves, where the wild deer are feeding,
And mountain birds carol their loveliest song.
Adieu to the land that my fathers defended!
Adieu to the soil on which freemen contended!
Adieu to the hopes from which heroes descended!
The graves of my sires and the land of my birth.

4. When far from my home, and surrounded by strangers, My thoughts shall recall the gay pleasures of youth ;

Floʻra, the goddess of flowers and blossoms.