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"T is over-and now all beneath,
The spirit yields to death's eclipse;
Yet issuing with the latest breath
It leaves its footsteps on the lips.

S. H.

STANZAS.

THE young, the lovely, pass away,
Ne'er to be seen again;

Earth's fairest flowers swift decay,

Its blasted trees remain.

Full oft we see the brightest thing

That lifts its head on high,

Smile in the light, then droop its wing,

And fade away and die.

And kindly is the lesson given:

Then dry the falling tear;

They came to raise our hearts to heaven,

They go to call us there.

E. L. C.

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TO THE SKYLARK.

BY WORDSWORTH.

ETHEREAL minstrel! Pilgrim of the sky!
Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound?
Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye
Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground-
Thy nest-which thou canst drop into at will;
Those quivering wings composed, that music still!

To the last point of vision, and beyond,
Mount, daring warbler! that love-prompted strain
("Twixt thee and thine a never failing bond)
Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain;
Yet might'st thou seem, proud privilege! to sing
All independent of the leafy spring!

Leave to the nightingale her shady wood—
A privacy of glorious light is thine,

Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood
Of harmony with rapture more divine ;-
Type of the wise who soar-but never roam,

True to the kindred points of heaven and home!

SONNET

TO THE MEMORY OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN.

BY AN ENGLISH GENTLEMAN.

FRANKLIN! if hallowed was the voice, that said "Blest are the peace makers!" then thou art

blest,

And thou may'st sweetly sleep, and take thy

rest

In the untroubled grave :—the virtuous dead,
Though the cold clay their spirits tenanted
May drop into decay, themselves have lent
A brightness to our moral firmament;
And blended there-inseparable-shed
United lustre. O, to be among them!

For the soul sickens at the deeds of death That fill the busy trumpet's laboring breath, And weeps to think that mortal verse has sung them!

But they have their reward: A nobler name May wait in patience for a purer fame.

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