,
To snatch and waft it, as a cloud,
Or giant phantom in a shroud;
It spreads, it curls, it mounts and whirls,
At length a mighty wing unfurls,
And then, away! but where, none knows,
Or ever will.--It snows! it snows!

4. To-morrow will the storm be done;
Then out will come the golden sun,
And we shall see, upon the run
Before his beams, in sparkling streams,
What now a curtain o'er him seems.
And thus with life it ever goes,
'Tis shade and shine!--It snows! it snows!

LESSON XLVII.

_The Dissatisfied Angler Boy._--H.F. GOULD.

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1. I'm sorry they let me go down to the brook,
I'm sorry they gave me the line and the hook,
And I wish I had stayed at home with my book.
I'm sure 'twas no pleasure to see
That poor, little, harmless, suffering thing,
Silently writhe at the end of the string;
Or to hold the pole, while I felt him swing
In torture, and all for me!

2. 'Twas a beautiful speckled and glossy trout,
And when from the water I drew him out
On the grassy bank, as he floundered about,
It made me shivering cold,
To think I had caused so much needless pain;
And I tried to relieve him, but all in vain;
O! never, as long as I live, again
May I such a sight behold!

3. O, what would I give once more to see
The brisk little swimmer alive and free,
And darting about, as he used to be,
Unhurt, in his native brook!
'Tis strange how people can love to play,
By taking innocent lives away;
I wish I had stayed at home to-day,
With sister, and read my book.

LESSON XLVIII.

_The Violet: a Fable._--CHILDREN'S MAGAZINE.

1. Down in a humble dell
A modest violet chanced to dwell
Remote from gayer flowers;
Its days were passed in simple ease,
It sipped the dew and kissed the breeze,
Nor thought of happier hours.

2. Long lived it in this quiet way,
Till, on a hot and sultry day
About the midst of June,
It chanced to spy a lady fair,
All dressed in satins rich and rare,
Come walking by, at noon.

3. And thus the silly flower began:--
"I much should like to live with man,
And other flowers to see;--
Why is it (for I cannot tell)
That I forever here should dwell,
Where there is none but me?"

4. While thus it spoke, the lady stopped
To pick up somet