to deceit;
  Music whose melody is of the heart
  And gifts that are not made for interest,—­
  Abundantly bestow’d, by nature’s cheek,
  And voice, and hand!  It is to live on life,
  And husband it!  It is to constant scan
  The handiwork of heaven!  It is to con
  Its mercy, bounty, wisdom, power!  It is
  To nearer see our God!

JEALOUSY.

  A dreadful question is it, when we love,
  To ask if love’s return’d!  I did believe
  Fair Julia’s heart was mine—­I doubt it now. 
  But once last night she danced with me, her hand
  To this gallant and that engaged, as soon
  As asked for!  Maid that loved would scarce do this! 
  Nor visit we together as we used,
  When first she came to town.  She loves me less
  Than once she did—­or loves me not at all. 
  Misfortune liketh company:  it seldom
  Visits its friends alone.

A MAIDEN HEART.

  A young woman’s heart,
  Is not a stone to carve a posey on! 
  Which knows not what is writ on’t—­which you may buy,
  Exchange or sell,—­keep or give away,
  It is a richer—­yet a poorer thing! 
  Priceless to him that owns and prizes it;
  Worthless when own’d, not priz’d; which makes the man
  That covets it, obtains it, and discards it,—­
  A fool, if not a villain.

A CURATE’S SON.

  Better be a yeoman’s son! 
  Was it the rector’s son, he might be known,
  Because the rector is a rising man,
  And may become a bishop.  He goes light. 
  The curate ever hath a loaded back. 
  He may be called yeoman of the church
  That sweating does his work, and drudges on
  While lives the hopeful rector at his ease.

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CHARACTER OF GEORGE THE FOURTH.

In the third and concluding volume of the Life and Reign of George IV., (a portion of Dr. Lardner’s Cabinet Library,) we find the following summary of the earthly career of the late King—­shaded with some admixture of severity, but, altogether, to be commended for the manliness and unflinching spirit in which it is written.  Our contemporary biography sadly lacks vigorous and plain-speaking summaries of character.

“In the events and achievements which give interest and lustre to his regency and reign, George IV. had personally no share.  He was but contemporary with them.  To the progress of science, of literature, of legislation, he was a stranger.  The jealous limitations of the regal power,—­the independence, enterprise, and social advancement of the nation, would account and afford excuse for this:  but were he absolute as Louis XIV.,—­obeyed and imitated with the same implicit servility,—­the higher purposes of intellectual being were beyond his range.  With the fine arts his relations were more