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When on thy bosom I recline,
Enraptured still to call thee mine,
To call thee mine for life,

I glory in the sacred ties

Which modern wits and fools despise,
Of husband and of wife.

One mutual flame inspires our bliss;
The tender look, the melting kiss,
Even years have not destroyed;
Some sweet sensation, ever new,
Springs up and proves the maxim true,
That love can ne'er be cloyed.
Have I a wish?-'tis all for thee.
Hast thou a wish?-'tis all for me.
So soft our moments move,
That angels look with ardent gaze,
Well pleased to see our happy days,
And bid us live-and love.

If cares arise-and cares will come-
Thy bosom is my softest home,

I'll lull me there to rest;
And is there aught disturbs my fair?
I'll bid her sigh out every care,
And lose it in my breast.
Have I a wish ?-'tis all her own;
All hers and mine are roll'd in one-
Our hearts are so entwined,
That, like the ivy round the tree,
Bound up in closest amity,

'Tis death to be disjoin'd.

Charles Fenno Hoffman is known at this side of the Atlantic as the author of "Greyslaer," "Winter in the West," and "Wild Scenes in the Forest and the Prairie," but is one of the most popular of song writ ers in America. He is a true disciple of Christopher North in his sporting propensities, and one of his wild feats cost him a leg and nearly his life. We are half inclined to think the fellow better than the

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Should cast every wine ever drank in the shade. GRAVE CERES herself blithely yielded her corn, And the spirit that lives in each amber-hued grain, And which first had its birth from the dews of the morn,

Was taught to steal out in bright dew-drops again.

POMONA, whose choicest of fruits on the board

Were scatter'd profusely in every one's reach, When called on a tribute to cull from the hoard, Express'd the mild juice of the delicate peach.

The liquids were mingled, while VENUS looked on, With glances so fraught with sweet magical

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Here is something in Beranger's style :

THE MYRTLE AND STEEL.

One bumper yet, gallants, at parting,

One toast ere we arm for the fight; Fill round, each to her he loves dearest'Tis the last he may pledge her, to-night. Think of those who of old at the banquet Did their weapons in garlands conceal, The patriot heroes who hallowed The entwining of myrtle and steel! Then hey for the myrtle and steel, Then ho for the myrtle and steel, Let every true blade that e'er loved a fair maid, Fill round to the myrtle and steel!

"Tis in moments like this, when each bosom
With its highest-toned feeling is warm,
Like the music that's said from the ocean
To rise ere the gathering storm,
That her image around us should hover,

Whose name, though our lips ne'er reveal,
We may breathe mid the foam of a bumper,
As we drink to the myrtle and steel!
Then hey for the myrtle and steel,
Then ho for the myrtle and steel,

Let every true blade that e'er loved a fair maid,
Fill round to the myrtle and steel!

Now mount, for our bugle is ringing
To marshal the host for the fray,
Where proudly our banner is flinging
Its folds o'er the battle-array ;
Ye gallants-one moment-remember,

When your sabres the death-blow would deal, That MERCY wears her shape who's cherished By lads of the myrtle and steel.

Then hey for the myrtle and steel,
Then ho for the myrtle and steel,
Let every true blade that e'er loved a fair maid
Fill round to the myrtle and steel!

But we shall forget that there are limits to our paper, or rather, to our reader's patience. Let us give every due praise, therefore, before we have done, to the editor of the volume we have quoted from, for the justice he has rendered to his native authors. He has made ample selectionssaid all he could for the writers in the compendious biographical and literary notices prefixed to the extracts, and brought out the whole in a convenient and creditable form. The volume comprises much matter, elegantly printed, at a cheap rate, and will, we have no doubt, do much, at home at least, for the "Poets and Poetry of America."

DECREASE OF CRIME.-Meath is one of the most populous, Roman Catholic, and "agitated" counties in Ireland. The assizes for that county commenced on Thursday at Trim. The commission was opened in the Crown Court, by Mr. Justice Burton. The grand jury disposed of their portion of the criminal business in an hour and ten minutes, and at two o'clock on Friday the judges, grand jurors, lawyers, litigants, and all had left the town! Look at the change in this same county of Meath since 1836, seven years ago. Judge Burton also presided at the Meath assizes in that year, when the commission lasted nine days, from Tuesday until Wednesday week! During that period, the judge had to discharge the repulsive duty of sentencing to death eight fellow-creatures, seven of whom were actually hanged, and the other, a female, transported for life. At the present assizes, however, Judge Burton went through the entire business in about ten hours, and the severest sentence he passed was transportation for seven years, and that in one case only. There was another case of a most novel and extraordinary kind, which excited great mirth amongst the peasantry. It appears that the public executioner of the county of

Meath, in consequence of the total cessation of his employment as the "finisher of the law," and the gloomy prospects before him, had betaken himself to pig-stealing. Transportation is often inflicted for this offence, but whether out of consideration for the office of the criminal, or, perhaps, from mitigating circumstances in the case, the sentence upon the "hangman" was only twelve months' imprisonment. The people were heard, in various parts of the court, exclaiming that it would be a charity to transport the executioner, as he had no chance whatever of future business in the county.-Examiner

THE QUEEN OF SPAIN. It was reported that there was a probability that a Congress would be held for the purpose of settling the unhappy differences that threatened to overthrow all order in Spain. Such was the intention in case the Regent Espartero resigned; and Monsieur Guizot made an official application to Lord Cowley to this effect, to take place on the Regent's quitting voluntarily the country. This arrangement was, however, interrupted by the temporary, more favorable aspect of the Regent's prospects. Subsequently, on the result of Zurbano and Seoane's defeat before Madrid on the 23d, Monsieur Guizot again proposed the Congress, but it is understood that Lord Aberdeen now declines it. This refusal, it is believed, results from a different disposition on the part of tive to the marriage of the young Queen. They now entirely oppose the views of the King of France, and intend proposing to the Cortes the young Prince Coburg, brother of the King of Portugal; and as the settlement of the marriage question' will devolve on that body, and not on the private will of any individual, such a proposal would have greater chances of success than any of the rival claims, and would meet with the sanction of both England and the Northern Powers, which would successfully replace the idea of a Congress, and it would be highly acceptable to the Spanish nation, who, of course, are most interested. Preparatory to this question being brought forward, it is intended that the Queen shall be at once declared of age-Globe.

Queen Christina and her confidential advisers rela

ANTI-DUELLING ASSOCIATION.-A very numerous meeting of noblemen and gentlemen, chiefly military and naval officers, took place yesterday in the large room of the British Coffee-house, Cockspur-street, "for the purpose of considering the propriety of memorializing the Queen to aid in the suppression of duelling, by visiting those who engage in that unchristian practice with the marked expression of her Majesty's displeasure." Viscount Lifford was called to the chair; and among those present were Lord R. Grosvenor, M. P.; Lord H. Cholmondeley, Captain Sir Edward Parry, R. N.; Admiral Sir F. Austin, Admiral Oliver, RearAdmiral Manginn, Captain the Hon. F. Maude, Hon. Captain Vernon Harcourt, Hon. C. Howard, M. P.; Captain Childers, Captain Sir H. Hart, R. N.; Sir Robert Inglis, Bart., M. P.; Captain J. Trotter, Captain H. Hope, R. N.; Captain Roberts, R. N.; Hon. W. Cowper, M. P., &c. A memorial was proposed and adopted. The noble chairman stated that the institution for the suppression of duelling already numbered 416 members, of whom 23 were noblemen, 15 sons of noblemen, 18 members of Parliament, 20 baronets, 35 admirals and generals, 32 colonels, 56 captains in the royal navy, 26 majors, 42 captains in the army, 26 lieutenants, and 28 barristers.-Examiner.

THE REPEAL OF THE UNION.

From the New Monthly Magazine
BY THE EDITOR.

And by dint of great exertion, partly crawling, and partly shooting himself forward with his tail, shrimp fashion, he contrived to reach the beach, when he rolled himself close to Mike's feet, which instinctively made a step apiece in retreat.

"Never fear, Mike," said the Merman, "it's not in my heart to hurt one of the finest peasantry in the world."

"Why, thin, you'd not object maybe," inquired Mike, not quite re-assured, "to cry O'Connell for ever?"

It was a fine, clear, moonlight night, and Mike Mahoney was strolling on the beach of the Bay of Bealcreagh-who knows why? perhaps to gather dhoolamaun, or to look for a crab, but thinking intensely of nothing at all, because of the tune he was whistling, when looking seaward, he saw, at about a stone's cast from the shore, a dark object which appeared like a human head. Or was it a seal? Or a keg of" whiskey Alas! no such good luck! The dark object moved like a living thing, and ap-ed proaching nearer and nearer, into shallower water, revealed successively the neck and the shoulders of a man.

"By no means," replied the Merman;
or success to the Rent."
"Faix, where did he larn that?" mutter-
Mike to himself.

"Water is a good conductor of sound," said the Merman, with a wink of one of his round, skyblue eyes. "It can carry a voice a long way-if you think of Father Mathew's."

Repale.”

Mike wondered extremely. It was a late hour for a gentleman to be bathing, and there was no boat or vessel within Leander- "Begad, that's true," exclaimed Mike. ing distance, from which the unknown might" And in course you'll have heard of the have swum. Meanwhile, the stranger approached, the gliding motion of the figure suddenly changing into a floundering, as if having got within his depth, he was wading through the deep mud.

Hitherto the object, amid the broad path | of silver light, had been a dark one; but diverging a little out of the glittering water, it now became a bright one, and Mike could make out the features, at least as plainly as those of the man in the moon. At last the creature stopped a few fathoms off, and in a sort of "forrin voice," such as the Irishman had never heard before, called to Mike Mahoney.

Mike crossed himself, and answered to his name.

"What do you take me for ?" asked the stranger.

"Divil knows," thought Mike, taking a terrible scratch at his red head, but he said nothing.

"Look here then," said the stranger; and plunging head downwards, as for a dive, he raised and flourished in the air a fish's tail, like a salmon's, but a great deal bigger. After this exhibition had lasted for about a minute, the tail went down, and the head came up again.

"Now you know of course what I am." "Why, thin," said Mike with a broad grin, "axing your pardon, I take it you're a kind of Half-Sir."

"True for you," said the Merman, for such he was, in a very melancholy tone. "I am only half a gentleman, and it's what troubles me, day and night. But I'll come more convenient to you."

"Ah, that's it," said the Merman, with a long drawn sigh, and a forlorn shake of the head. "That's just it. It's in your power, Mike, to do me the biggest favor in the world."

"With all the pleasure in life," replied Mike, "provided there's neither sin nor shame in it."

"Not the least taste of either," returned the Merman. "It is only that you will help me to repeal this cursed union, that has joined the best part of an Irish gentleman to the worst end of a fish."

"Murther alive!" shouted Mike, jumping a step backward, "what! cut off your honor's tail!"

"That very same," said the Merman. "Hereditary bondsmen, know ye not who would be free themselves must strike the blow.' But you see, Mike, it's impossible in my case to strike the blow myself."

“ Shure, and so it is," said Mike, reflectively, "and if I thought you would not be kilt entirely-which would be half a mur. der anyhow-"

"Never fear, Mike. Only cut exactly through the first row of scales, between the fish and the flesh, and I shall feel no pain, nor will you even spill a drop of blood."

Mike shook his head doubtfully-very doubtfully indeed, and then muttered to himself,

"Divil a bit of a Repale without that!" "Not a drop, I tell you," said the Merman, "there's my hand on it," and he held out a sort of flesh-colored paw, with webs between the fingers.

"It's a bargain," said Mike, "but after all," and he grinned knowingly at the Merman, "supposing your tail cut off from you, it's small walking ye'll get, unless could lend you the loan of a pair o' legs."

"True for you, Mike," replied the Merman, "but it's not the walking that I care for. It's the sitting Mike," and he winked agai.. with his round, sky-blue eye, "it's the sitting, and which you see is mighty unconvenient, so long as I am linked to this scaly Saxon appendage."

"Saxon is it!" bellowed Mike, "hurrah then for the Repale," and whipping out a huge clasp knife from his pocket, he performed the operation exactly as the Merman had directed, and, strange to say of an Irish operation, without shedding a single drop of blood.

"There," said Mike, having first kicked the so dissevered tail into the sea, and then setting up the Half-Sir like a ninepin on the broad end, "there you are, free and indepindint, and fit to sit where you plase."

"Millia Beachus, Mike," replied the Merman, "and as to the sitting where I please," here he nodded three times very significantly, "the only seat that will please me will be in College Green."

"Och! that will be a proud day for Ireland!" said Mike, attempting to shout, and intending to cut a caper and to throw up his hat. But his limbs were powerless, and his mouth only gaped in a prodigious yawn. As his mouth closed again his eyes opened, but he could see nothing that he could make head or tail of the Merman was gone.

"Bedad!" exclaimed Mike, shutting his eyes again, and rubbing the lids lustily with his knuckles, "what a dhrame I've had of the Repale of the Union!"

A RUSSIAN PARDON.-Prince Mirski, a Polish nobleman, who has been an exile in France for 12 years, and to whom the French Government had granted a considerable state in Algeria, applied for an amnesty to the Emperor Nicholas, and in order to obtain it the more easily, abjured the Roman Catholic religion in favor of the Greek church. The Emperor expressed his satisfaction at the repentance of the prince, and authorized him to return to his native country. On his arrival last month at Warsaw, the prince was arrested, and conveyed to the forests of Zamora, where General Prince Bebulau, the governor, caused him to be confined in one of the subterranean cells, together with his youngest son. It is said that through the particular favor of the emperor for the prince, this detention is limited to six months, but it is not known whether this will be considered as sufficient expiation for the part this prince took in the insurrection of 1831.-Examiner.

AIR.

From Tait's Magazine.

AIR! that fillest every place

In thy viewless course!
Element! pervading space!
Life-sustaining force!
Sphere-encircling! unconfined!
Parent of the mighty wind!
Where

ye list-ye winds !-ye blow,
We hear your sound, but cannot know
Whence ye come, or whither go,-
Wild-resistless-boundless-free-
A marvel and a mystery!

Ye storm-blasts loud, that fiercely fly,
Rushing through the crashing sky,
Bringing, with your ice-cold breath,
Desolation, blight, and death;
Rending, as ye tear along,
Forests tall, and oak-woods strong.
Wondrous power and strength have ye;
Beauty-might-and majesty!

And ye soft airs! that gently sigh
Through the leafy bowers!
Gales that seem to faint and die

On beds of perfumed flowers!
Whispering zephyr! cooling breeze,
Stealing through the rustling trees,
Making all the green leaves quiver,
Crisping o'er the rippled river,-
Fitfully ye sink and swell

O'er moss and moor-o'er crag and fell,
Breathing into Nature's face
Freshness, loveliness, and grace.
Wanderers ye, from pole to pole,
Far as the ocean-billows roll!
O'er the sea, and o'er the land,
O'er pathless tracts of desert sand;
O'er the snow-clad mountain's peak,
O'er the hill-side, lone and bleak;
O'er tangled glen, and rose-twined bower,
And o'er the ivy-mantled tower;
O'er minster gray, and cloister dim,
O'er castle old, and dungeon grim.

Tell us, as ye sweep along
With your melancholy song,
Tell us of those distant lands-
Of Arab holdes, and pirate bands.
Ye have been upon the deep,
Where the eddying waters sweep-
Ye have heard the stifled cry
Of the tired swimmer's agony.
Tell us of the eagle's nest

Far on the snow-topp'd mountain's breast;
Of wild bee in the forest glade,
Of lovers in the greenwood's shade;
Of monks that meditate and pray
In gloomy niche of cloister gray;
Of nun devout, of chanted hymn,
Of bearded baron stern and grim;
Of castle moat, and minster bell,
Of captive in the dungeon's cell.

Where ye list, ye winds! ye blow;
We hear your sound, but cannot know
Whence ye come, or whither go.
Wanderers ye, from pole to pole,
Far as the ocean-billows roll,-
Wild-resistless-boundless-free-
A marvel and a mystery.

A.

SEQUEL TO THE NORTH AMERICAN

BOUNDARY QUESTION.

From the Westminster Review.

'Passy, December 6th, 1782. 'SIR, I have the honor of returning herewith the map your Excellency sent me yesterday. I have marked with a strong red line, according to your desire, the limits of the United States, as settled in the preliminaries between

North American Review, No. 119, for April, the British and American plenipotentiaries.

1843. Wiley and Putnam

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'With great respect, I am, &c.

'B. FRANKLIN.'

it would seem to afford conclusive evidence as

OUR number for February contained an article on the Treaty of Washington con"This letter was written six days after the cluded by Lord Ashburton,' but the atten- preliminaries were signed; and, if we could protion of the public was diverted from the cure the identical map mentioned by Franklin, merits of the question by a postscript to a to the meaning affixed by the commissioners to pamphlet of Mr. Featherstonhaugh, which the language of the treaty on the subject of the appeared about the same time, in which it boundaries. You may well suppose that I lost was stated that a map had been discovered no time in making inquiry for the map, not by Mr. Sparks, in Paris, supposed to have doubting that it would confirm all my previous been the one alluded to by Franklin, in opinions respecting the validity of our claim. which he had marked with In the geographical department of the Archives a strong red are sixty thousand maps and charts; but so well line" the limits of the United States, as arranged with catalogues and indexes, that any settled in the preliminaries between the one of them may be easily found. After a little British plenipotentiaries." Our readers research in the American division, with the aid will remember that as this map was found of the keeper, I came upon a map of North unexpectedly to be wholly favorable to the America, by D'Anville, dated 1746, in size about claims of Great Britain, a cry was raised eighteen inches square, on which was drawn a that Mr. Webster had overreached Lord strong red line throughout the entire boundary Ashburton, who, it was presumed, would Franklin's description. The line is bold and of the United States, answering precisely to not have concluded the treaty of Washing- distinct in every part, made with red ink, and apton had he been aware of the existence of parently drawn with a hair-pencil, or a pen with this map. We have no desire to revive aa blunt point. There is no other coloring on any discussion which may now be considered part of the map. as set at rest, but to render our former paper upon the Boundary question his torically complete, it is necessary to notice this map controversy, however briefly; and we cannot better explain its nature than by quoting the following condensed statement of the arguments on both sides from the April number of the North American Review.'

"It would seem, that, while the treaty was before the Senate for the action of that body, the Secretary of State communicated to Mr. Rives, the Chairman of the Committee of Foreign Relations, the copy of a letter from Dr. Franklin to Count de Vergennes, with the copy of a map, the originals of both of which had been seen by Mr. Sparks in one of the public offices in Paris; and also an extract from a letter which he had written on the subject to the Secretary of State. These papers were considered of sufficient consequence to be produced in the Senate during the debate on the treaty. The following is the extract from Mr. Sparks's letter, (dated February 15th, 1842,) as published in Mr. Rives's speech:

"Imagine my surprise on discovering that this line runs wholly south of the St. John, and between the head-waters of that river and those of the Penobscot and Kennebec. In short, it is exactly the line now contended for by Great Britain, except that it concedes more than is claimed. The north line, after departing from the source of the St. Croix, instead of proceeding to Mars Hill, stops far short of that point, and turns off to the west, so as to leave on the British side all the streams which flow into the and Mars Hill. It is evident that the line, from St. John, between the source of the St. Croix the St. Croix to the Canadian highlands, is intended to exclude all the waters running into the

St. John.

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There is no positive proof that this map is actually the one marked by Franklin; yet, upon any other supposition, it would be difficult to explain the circumstances of its agreeing so perfectly with his description, and of its being preserved in the place where it would naturally be found another map in the Archives, on which deposited by Count de Vergennes. I also the same boundary was traced in a dotted red line with a pen, apparently copied from the other.'

"I enclose herewith a map of Maine, on which I have drawn a strong black line, corresponding with the red one above mentioned.'

"While pursuing my researches among the voluminous papers relating to the American Re- "Mr. Rives then remarks,—'I am far from involution in the Archives des Affaires Etrangèrestimating that the documents discovered by Mr. in Paris, I found in one of the bound volumes an original letter from Dr. Franklin to Count de Vergennes, of which the following is an exact transcript:

Sparks, curious and well worthy of consideration as they undoubtedly are, are of weight sufficient to shake the title of the United States, founded on the positive language of the treaty

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