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But didst thou e'er, when far away,
Feel there was one to thee as dear,
A silent, fond, and faithful' tear.
Far from eaeh busy prying eye,
Bore on its wing thy lover's sigh?,
At early morn, thougb far froni me, Still did I own thy mayie power,
And breathe the fondest sigh for thee. But, come, since once again, we've mety
And met, oh never niore to part, * Let us all sufferings past forget,
And clasp each other to the heart.
FORGET ME NO'T.
From the French.
My sorrowing heart mourns o'er my lot;
Be happy--but forget me not.
Still be thy safety unforgot;
Be happy-but forget me not.
Should you escape each passing shot ; A thousand beauties you inay see,
But while they please—forget me not. Yes, you shall please, and vanquish too,
Conquest and love still be your lot; That arm, that eye, shall all subdue,
Be happy-but forget me not. Cheshunt, Sept, 10, 1820.
THE AUTUMNAL MORNING, WHEN Spring's green garland, and warm Summer's
Give place to Autumn. and its golden hues, [glow, Ere the rough blast of stormy Winter strews The lonely wood, laying its honours low, A prospect wildly rich the hills and vales bestow. To catch the varied landscape, as it lies
In long perspective spread, the artist speeds, With soul elated; he his fancy feeds With uplands sloping to the smiling skies, And lakes outspreading far, of thousand fleeting dies. As the grey mists of morning damp ascend,
By solar rays soon rarefied, the scene
Becomes more bright, and lawns of liveliest green, Aud forests, dark with verdure, wide extend, And mountains rise abrupt, and cataracts descend. Inspiring scenes of Nature! well repaid
Is he who leaves the downy bed of ease, To' inhale the balmy, odoriferous breeze, Upon the mountain top, or o'er the glade, [fade. Sparkling with liquid pearls, seek beauties ere they Brightly the sun-beams play, and forceful seek
The dews of night, to chase them from the earth,
Its plants and fowers, to life and joy give birth As manly tenderness from beauty's cheek Removes those humid woes, persuasively that speak. Oct, 20, 1820.
ON TWO BEAUTIFUL YOUNG LADIES BEING
DROWNED AT SEA.
John Arliss. Printer, Londen.
THE THREE LAST YEARS
Concluded from page 19. * AFTER having listened to this shocking narrative, we approached the young prince, on whom our motions and our conversation did not seem to make the slightest impression.
"I told him that the government, informed too late of the bad state of bis health, and of his refusal o take exercise, and to reply to the questions which bad been put to him, had sent us to repeat those questions in its name, to say that a physician should visit bim, and to procure for him whatever he might desire either to amuse him, or to restore his health. I begged that he would have the kindness to give me an answer.
“ While I was addressiug myself to bim, he looked steadfastly at me without moving; he listened to me with the appearance of the utmost attention, but not a word of reply.
Vol. 7, No. 38.
"I then repeated what I had said, as if I thought that he had not understood me, and I continued thus :
Perhaps, Sir, I did not explain niyself clearly, or you did not comprehend me: but I have the bonour to ask if you wish for a horse, a dog, birds, or play things of any kind, or one or more companions of your own age? I am commissioned to offer you all these things, and likewise to beg that you will take exercise, which is necessary to your healih."
I exhausted in vain the catalogue of things for which a child like him night be supposed to wish; I did not receive a single word of answer, not even a sign or a gesture; though his head was turned towards me, and he looked at ine, with an astonishing steadipess, which expressed the greatest indifference. I then allowed myself to tahe a harsher tone, and said to him-“Sir, so much 'obstinacy in one so young as you are, is an inexcusable fault. It is the inore astonishing because our visit has no other object than to render your situation more comfortable, to make care be taken of you, and to offer you assistance. How do you suppose we can accomplish this, if you persist in refusing to answer, and to tell us what you would like? Have the goodness to let us know what we are to do, and it shall be done.'
“ Still the same fixed look, and the same altention, but not a single word.
“ I continued—“ What answer, Sir, do you wish us to give to the Government, which has sent us here? We beg that you will reply to us, or we must end by ordering you to do it.”
“ Not a word; but still the same countenance, the same look.
“My colleagues and I were deeply affected. In that look, especially, there was so decided an expression of indifference and resignation, that it seemed to say to , us-What matters it to me? Finish your victim.
“ My heart was swelling with grief. I tried, however, what could be done by using the tone of conimand, and, seating myself near the prince, I said to him, “ Give me your hand, Sir." He gave it inimediately, and touching it, I felt a tumour ou the wrist. “ The other hand, Sir.” He stretched it out directly. “ Allow me, Sir, to touch your legs and knees." He got up, and I found the same kind of tumours on the two knees, and under the ham.
** As he stood up, the prince had all the signs of : being rickety; his legs and thighs were long and thin, his arms were the same, his bust was short, the chest was prominent, the shoulders were high and contracted. His head was very beautiful in all its parts, his a complexion clear, but colourless, his hair long, and of a bright chesnut colour. “ Now, Sir, have the goodness to walk.” He did so, by going towards the door which separated the two beds, but he returned direct..? ly, and sat down.
“ Have the goodness, Sir; to walk again, and for a i longer time."
** Silence and refusal. He remained on the chair, with his elbows resting on the table. His features did not change for a single instant; not the slightest apparent emotion, not the least astonishment in his eyes, no more than if we were not preseót, and he had never been spoken to. During the whole of this scene my colleagues did not utter a word, but we looked on each other filled with surprise and sorrow. We were just approaching each other to communicate our redections on the subject, when the prince's dinner was brought in.
A porringer of red ware, containing a black kind of broth, in which floatel scene lentils* ; on a plate, of the same sort of ware, a small bit of dry shrunk-up boiled meat, the bad quality of which was plain from the badness of its appearance; a second plate, full of lentils; and in a third, were șix burnt chesnuts : a pewter plate, no kuife, no wine. Such was the whole of the service. Such, as the commissioners informed us, was the order given by the Common Council.
"My colleagues and I manifested to them by our Jooks the indignation which we felt; but to spare : them from hearing, in the presence of the prince, the reproaches which they deserved, I made a sign to them
• Lentils are a sort of pulse, frequently used for food, in foreign parts ; but considered, by sonie płysicians, as the most unwholesome of all the kinds of pulse.-E.P.M.