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ON A GIRL SLEEPING.

Thou liv'st! yet how profoundly deep
The silence of thy tranquil sleep!
Like death it almost seems:
So all unbroke the sighs which flow
From thy calm breast of spotless snow,
Like music heard in dreams.

Thy soul is filled with gentle thought,
Unto its shrine by angels brought
From Heaven's supreme abode;
Thy dreams are not of earthly things,
But, borne upon Religion's wings,
They lift thee up to God.

_Blackwood's Magazine._

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A species of _fames canina_ is to be met with amongst schoolboys, which
affects the _juveniles_ most when most in health. We remember a
gentleman offering a wager, that a boy taken promiscuously from any of
the public charity-schools, should, five minutes after his dinner, eat a
pound of beef-steaks.--_Brande's Jour._

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THE GIPSY'S MALISON.

Suck, baby, suck, mother's love grows by giving,
Drain the sweet founts that only thrive by wasting;
Black manhood comes, when riotous guilty living
Hands thee the cup that shall be death in tasting.
Kiss, baby, kiss, mother's lips shine by kisses,
Choke the warm breath that else would fail in blessings;
Black manhood comes, when turbulent guilty blisses
Tender thee the kiss that poisons 'mid caressings.
Hang, baby, hang, mother's love loves such forces,
Strain the fond neck that bends still to thy clinging:
Black manhood comes, when violent lawless courses
Leave thee a spectacle in rude air swinging.--

So sang a wither'd Sibyl energetical,
And bann'd the ungiving door with lips prophetical.

C. LAMB. _Blackwood's Magazine._

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EPICURES.

As a mere untravelled practical Englishman, and, moreover, of the old
school, Quin, no doubt, ranks high in the lists of gastronomy: but he is
completely distanced by many moderns, both in love for and knowledge of
the science. Among the most noted of the moderns we beg to introduce our
readers to Mr. Rogerson, an enthusiast and a martyr. He, as may be
presumed, was educated at that University where the rudiments of palatic
science are the most thoroughly impressed on the ductile organs of
youth. His father, a gentleman of Gloucestershire, sent him abroad to
make the grand tour, upon which journey, says our informant, young
Rogerson attended to nothing but the var