THE GIPSY WANDERER. "TWAS night, and the farmer, his fireside near, To his servant, the farmer cried-" Sue, move thy Admit the poor wretch from the storm; For our chimney will not lose a jot of its heat, At that instant the gipsy-girl, humble in pace- He, starting, exclaimed, "wicked fiend, quit this place! A parent's curse light on the whole gipsy race! They have bowed me almost to the grave!" "Good sir, as our tribe passed the church-yard below, I just paused, the tuft graves to survey:I fancied the spot where my mother lies low, When suddenly came on a thick fall of snowAnd I know not a step of my way." "This is craft!" cried the farmer, "if I judge I suspect thy cursed gang may be near; ד! With a shriek-on the floor the young gipsy-girl fell; "Help," cried Susan, "your child to uprear! Your long stolen child!—she remembers you well, And the terrors and joys in her bosom which swell, Are too mighty for nature to bear!" OPINION RELATIVE TO THE RIGHT OF ENGLAND TO TAX AMERICA. "BUT, Mr. Speaker, we have a right to tax America." Oh, inestimable right! Oh, wonderful transcendent right! the assertion of which has cost this country thirteen provinces, six islands, one hundred. thousand lives, and seventy millions of money. Oh, invaluable right! for the sake of which we have sacrificed our rank among nations, our importance abroad, and our happiness at home! Oh, right! more dear to us than our existence, which has already cost us so much, and which seems likely to cost us our all. Infatuated man! miserable and undone country! not to know that the claim of right, without the power of enforcing it, is nugatory and idle. We have a right to tax America, the noble lord tells us ; therefore we ought to tax America. This is the profound logic which comprises the whole chain of his reasoning. Not inferior to this was the wisdom of him who resolved to shear the wolf. What, shear a wolf! Have you considered the resistance, the difficulty, the danger of the attempt? No, says the madman, I have considered nothing but the right.-Man has a right of dominion over the beasts of the forest: and How wonderful that But the noble lord They are the daily therefore I will shear the wolf. a nation could be thus deluded. deals in cheats and delusions. traffic of his invention; and he will continue to play off his cheats on this house, so long as he thinks it necessary to his purpose, and so long as he has money enough at command to bribe gentlemen to pretend that they believe him. But a black and bitter day of reckoning will surely come; and whenever that day comes, I trust I shall be able, by a parliamentary impeachment, to bring upon the heads of the authors of our calamities the punishment they deserve. THE FROST. 1. THE Frost looked forth one still, clear night, I will not go on like that blustering train, 2. Then he flew to the mountain, and powdered its crest; He lit on the trees, and their boughs he dress'd Of the quivering lake, he spread A coat of mail, that need not fear 3. He went to the window of those who slept, Most beautiful things, there were flowers and There were bevies of birds and swarms of bees; There were cities with temples and towers; and these All pictured in silver sheen. 4. But he did one thing, that was hardly fair; THE GREAT REF'INER. "And he shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver." 'Tis sweet to feel that he, vvho tries Lest too intense a heat, Raised to consume the base alloy, 'Tis good to think how well he knows The ordeal to which it goes; And that, with skill and care, He'll take it from the fire, when fit 'Tis blessedness to know that he, But, ah! how much of earthly mould, Lost from the ore, must he behold, The first faint semblance to his face! Thou great Refiner! sit thou by, Moved by thy hand, beneath thine eye, Oh, may thy work for ever shine, NORTHERN SEAS. NOTHING, says a late traveller, can be more surprising and beautiful than the singular clearness of the water of the Northern Seas. As we passed slowly over the surface, the bottom, which here was in general a white sand, was clearly visible, with its mi * Silver, undergoing the process of refining, suddenly assumes an appearance of great brilliancy when purified, and reflects objects like a mirror. |