(Sole scion he in whom their line survived,)
With English feeling, and the deeper sense
Of filial duty, consecrates this tomb.

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LOVE.

A BALLAD, BY THE ETTRICK SHEPHERD.

O, Love's a bitter thing to bide,
The lad that drees it's to be pitied;
It blinds to a' the warld beside,
And makes a body dilde and ditied;
It lies sae sair at my breast bane,
My heart is melting saft an' safter;
To dee outright I wad be fain,
Wer't no for fear what may be after.

I dinna ken what course to steer,
I'm sae to dool an' daftness driven,
For are so lovely, sweet, and dear,
Sure never breath'd the breeze o' heaven;
O there's a soul beams in her ee,
Ae blink o't maks are's spirit gladder,
And ay the mair she geeks at me,
It pits me aye in love the madder.

Love winna heal, it winna thole,
You canna shun't even when you fear it;
An' O, this sickness o' the soul,
'Tis past the power of man to bear it!
And yet to mak o' her a wife,
I couldna square it wi' my duty,
I'd like to see her a' her life
Remain a virgin in her beauty;

As pure as bonny as she's now,
The walks of human life adorning;
As blithe as bird upon the bough,
As sweet as breeze of summer morning.
Love paints the earth, it paints the sky,
An' tints each lovely hue of Nature,
And makes to the enchanted eye
An angel of a mortal creature.

_Blackwood's Magazine._

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Spirit of Discovery.

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_Regent's Park_.

It is much to be regretted that those who first designed the plantations
of the Regent's Park seem to have had little or no taste for, or
knowledge of, hardy trees and shrubs; otherwise, this park might have
been the first arboretum in the world. Instead of the (about) 50 sorts
of trees and shrubs which it now exhibits, there might have been all the
3,000 sorts, now so admirably displaying their buds and leaves, and some
of them their flowers, in the arboretum of Messrs. Loddiges at Hackney.
A walk round that arboretum, at this season, is one of the greatest
treats which a botanist can enjoy, and a drive round the Regent's Park
might have been just as interesting. It is not yet too late to supply
this defect, and the expense to government would be a mere bagatelle.
The Zoological Society in the mean time, might receive con