There is no other writer, be he Greek, or
Goth, or Roman, who has ever astonished the world by creations so
infinitely diversified. The mind of the author appears so free from
egotism, so large and serene, so clear of all images of self, that it
receives, as in a lucid mirror, all the varieties of nature.
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ON A GIRL SLEEPING.
Thou liv'st! yet how profoundly deep
The silence of thy tranquil sleep!
Like death it almost seems:
So all unbroke the sighs which flow
From thy calm breast of spotless snow,
Like music heard in dreams.
Thy soul is filled with gentle thought,
Unto its shrine by angels brought
From Heaven's supreme abode;
Thy dreams are not of earthly things,
But, borne upon Religion's wings,
They lift thee up to God.
_Blackwood's Magazine._
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A species of _fames canina_ is to be met with amongst schoolboys, which
affects the _juveniles_ most when most in health. We remember a
gentleman offering a wager, that a boy taken promiscuously from any of
the public charity-schools, should, five minutes after his dinner, eat a
pound of beef-steaks.--_Brande's Jour._
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THE GIPSY'S MALISON.
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