This volatile air. How light and thin it floats— And shows so fair. The stars are hung below it, Like the poised eagle. How the studded moon, To mingle with the beautiful world around thee. To us who had our birth in clouded skies, It is indeed a luxury to see Whole days without a cloud, but these light shapes, B. A. 'Tis not the barren luxury of sense, That makes me love these skies-but there is in them Even to my heart of hearts, and waking there Feelings, that never yet have stirred within me, How poor my life without them. I now walk And all the air seems like a dwelling-place And stirring winds awake it. Who can wonder, Yes-But this Is nothing to the heart. They never felt, So closely round our hearts. We do not wake The echoes with our loud and thoughtless carols, Of starry eyes, and soft and languishing looks, A grief, that is the burden of a life, And will not leave us. Something that would seem And then we pine and die. Her heart is broken, And now her lily fades, and all its brightness And then we strew her grave;-but here the passion Big tears that ease the heart, and need no words P. ODE TO GREECE. HAIL to thee, Greece !-thy fame is eternal As the foam-crested sea that embraces thine isles! Though years have rolled o'er thee, thy bloom is yet vernal, And beauty still beams through thy tears and thy smiles. Hail to thee, Greece !-thou art still the bright portal Hail to thee, Greece, thy renown is immortal! Though the songs of thy minstrels proclaim it no more. Thessalia, thy mountains and vales are still fertile, But where is the victor whose brow they should grace? Those names, once so mighty, are heard of no more. And the mosque is now throng'd in the Parthenon's stead: For the day may yet come, when her sons and her daughters Shall leap from their bonds and exult o'er the slain; When the banners of Freedom shall gleam o'er her waters, And Minstrelsy wake from her slumbers again. H. CRITICAL NOTICES. An Address in Commemoration of the Sixth of September, 1781, spoken on Groton Heights, Sept. 6, 1825. By William F. Brainard, New London. 1825. 8vo. pp. 32. WHILE the public celebrations of the past year have produced several of the finest pieces of composition, whereof our literature can boast, it is not to be disguised that there are some very signal exceptions to the general merit of these occasional performances. Among the failures, we feel compelled, by a sense of literary justice, to class the Address before us. The style is throughout quaint, familiar, and colloquial; and the orator skips about from topic to topic in most "admired disorder." His ideas are distinguished by an unaccountable strangeness of conception, and a fantastic oddity of expression, which sometimes even move us to laughter; a sensation, which the scene of the performance, and the event it was intended to commemorate, do not seem very naturally to inspire. In short, we are sorry to say that we think the oration is beneath the dignity of the occasion and of the press. Our chief reasons for noticing it are, to express our thanks to the kind friend who forwarded to us a copy, and to signify our good wishes for the praiseworthy and patriotic object, which it was written to promote, viz. the erection of a monument on Groton Heights, in commemoration of the massacre at Fort Griswold, and the burning of New London, during the war of the revolution. Every thing, which has for its end to fix and perpetuate our historic recollections, is entitled to warm encouragement. On this account, the disposition, which is gaining ground, to place durable monuments where the great battles of our freedom were fought, is more especially laudable; for thus will our fathers be duly honoured, and posterity learn to venerate their memories and emulate their example. A Discourse delivered in the Chapel of Nassau-Hall before the Literary and Philosophical Society of New Jersey, at its first annual meeting, Sept. 27, 1825. By Samuel Miller, D. D. Princeton, N. J. D. Ă. Borrenstein. 8vo. pp. 39. A society "for the promotion of useful knowledge, and the friendly and profitable intercourse of the literary and scientific gentlemen of New Jersey," has within a few months been organized; and this discourse, as we learn from its title, was delivered before the members at their first public meeting. We regard every association of this kind as auspicious to the cause of good learning; and particularly so, when it happens, as in this present instance, to be connected with one of our most respectable literary institutions. It must be confessed, that there has usually been in the proceedings of similar associations a large proportion of parade, compared with the real, valuable new inventions and discoveries; still, although the boundaries of science may not be much enlarged by their "official transactions," it is doing much, and doing it in a very agreeable manner, to make distinguished literary and scientific gentlemen acquainted with each other, to promote identity of purpose and good fellowship among them, and on their public anniversaries, to enrich our literature with a discourse like this of Dr Miller, abounding in interesting facts, and full of sound and liberal reflections upon them. After noticing one or two of the celebrated scientific associations in Europe, and sketching some of the general advantages resulting from them, Dr Miller mentions a few of the most active and important of those formed in our own country. He considers New Jersey as having been singularly negligent in regard to this facility for improvement, as well as in her attention to liberal education generally. We are, at present, far behind many of our sister States in the proportion of our educated inhabitants. Our population is a little greater than that of Connecticut. That state is nearly on a par with ours, too, in having no large cities, and few cases of great wealth. Yet the number of the sons of Connecticut who receive a liberal education, is four if not six times greater than those of New-Jersey. |