Impatience. AWAY, away, bear me away, Into the boundless void, thou mighty wind! And leav'st this weary world, far, far, behind! To the wide strandless deep, Ye headlong waters! whose mad eddies leap Away, away, bear me away, away, The Grave. How peaceful comes the breeze around the burial-place of the dead! how sacred seems, even, the long grass waving by the head-stones of the departed. The soil is consecrated by graves - 't is the last, quiet resting-place of earth; 't is the narrow space which separates us from the awful mysteries of immortality; 't is the threshold of eternity. Here in long, dreamless sleep rests the perishing remains of humanity; and here shall come the first rays of the resurrection dawn, to arouse the slumbering ruins. Here Death once triumphed over life, as he extinguished its light in these dark chambers; but here shall be another conflict; Death shall retire 'mid his own darkness, when beams from the "excellent glory" shine through the opening fissures of the tomb; and bright spirits come in joy again to assume the once corrupt, now incorruptible tenements prepared for the pure enjoyments of the spiritual world. "HOURS OF LIFE." Night. 'Tis night; yet oh, how beautiful the night! So beautiful, I would not wish it day; But rather night forever, if the nights Were all like this. How calm, how still the air! H. PICKERING. Bid me not Remember. OH, bid me not remember now, For darkness, sin and tears, Have swept forever from my brow The light of childhood's years. Once there were hearts that loved me well, And joys that deathless seemed to swell- The stream that in its earliest glee C. DONOLD MACLEAD. Song. I STAID too late; - forgive the crime Unheeded flew the hours; How noiseless falls the foot of time What eye with clear account remarks The ebbing of the glass, When all its sands are diamond sparks, O who to sober measurement HON. R W. SPENCER. Romance. YOUNG maiden who hast merely gone botanizing into the land of romance, and there picked up thy knowledge of men and of the world; who, on thy entrance into society anticipated with a fearful pleas |