Original Poetry. I know not who or whence thou art, In thraldom sweet my feelings held, Oh! long may'st thou continue the Sweet source of such sweet melody: Still let thy pure and hallow'd muse Its touching harmony diffuse; For songs like thine, to virtue given, Fall on the heart like dew from heaven. B. N. THE OCEAN. (From MR. BIRD's poem of "DUNWICH, A TALE OF THE SPLENDID CITY," now in the press). BEATS there a heart which hath not felt its core Thou trackless, dark, and fathomless, and wide Thy depths are limitless!-thy billows' sound THE WOOD NYMPH. THE summer leaf has left the bough, Stripped of its green umbrageous shade, How bare and bleak the forest glade, How scathed and changed its fairy bowers. The angry spirits of the woods, With sullen voices chafe the air; And, hoarsely answered by the floods, Breathe nought but fury and despair. Hush'd is each tender soothing note, Which, borne upon the summer breeze, Would o'er the calm fair waters float, Soft as love's sweetest phantasies. And she is gone, that blessed one, Who, often heard, though seldom scen, When brightly gleamed the noon-tide sun, Breathed music through the leafy screen! And in the glittering golden ray, For mortal eye too keenly bright. Within my rapt enchanted soul. I heard her voice, when all was mute, Or fays in flower-bells whispering. Now other sounds are on the breeze; And nature's fair and gracious child Gives place to darker mysteries. EMMA ROBERTS. CHURCH, IN SUFFOLK. WHAT, in the olden time, hast thou seen, Full many a race of man from the green The organ has pealed in these roofless isles, At the altar where now the daisy smiles I've seen the strong man, a wailing child, I've seen him a warrior fierce and wild, In the silent earth to rust, I've seen the stern reformer scorn The things once deem'd divine; I've seen the silken banners wave, I've seen the youth in his tameless glee, To read the sacred page; I've seen the maid with her sunny brow Ages have fled and I have seen The young-the fair-the gayForgotten as they ne'er had been, Though worshipped in their day; And schoolboys here their revels keep, The noble and the brave! Here thousands find a resting place, The prince, the peer, the peasant sleeps Time o'er their dust short record keeps, Forgotten, save by God! I've seen the face of nature change, And, where the wild waves beat, The eye delightedly might range O'er many a princely seat; But hill, and dale, and forest fair, Are whelm'd beneath the tideThey slumber here, that could declare Who owned these manors wide! All thou hast felt-these sleepers knew ; For human hearts are still, In every age, to nature true, And sway'd by good or ill; ROBERT KERR PORTER, IN SOUTH AMERICA, ON HIS WIDOW HOOD. RIPE clusters, pluck'd in sunny prime, Will often re-appear, To cheer the board in northern clime, To suff" ring man are given The fruit preserved in heaven! Arise! the new-born year! A star of peace to thee! And may no cloud, nor tear, Its smiling circle see! H. O. C. rial, bouillonnés; over which are placed, A DRESS of gros de Naples, the colour, camelopard yellow, with one broad flounce round the border, pinked in scallops, and headed by a full frill of the same. A rich shawl of Oriental cachemire envelopes the form, and is of a dark myrtle-green, || with a very splendid and broad border of lively and variegated colours. The bon-crêpe-Aerophane, as are the sleeves, which net worn with this dress is of black velvet, of becoming and moderate dimensions, with a narrow black blond at the edge of the brim, set on almost straight. The crown of the bonnet is delicately ornamented with black velvet and blond; and the latter, being of an open texture, imparts a lightness to this bonnet which is peculiarly graceful. Chinese roses also enliven its sombre appearance, and are very elegantly scattered among the trimmings of blond and velvet. The bonnet is tied under the chin, in a bow on the right side. CARRIAGE DRESS. A PELISSE of satin, of a colour between a lead and a slate-colour, fastened down the front by straps and gold buckles. The sleeves en gigot. The body is made plain, and over, from the throat, falls a collar, à la Chevalière, of India muslin, richly embroidered; which is surmounted by a triple ruff of fine lace. The hat is of satin, the colour, bird-of-Paradise yellow; and it is lined with crimson velvet, and slightly ornamented with that material, in front of the crown; the crown adorned towards, and on the summit, with yellow satin ribbon, richly figured with black. Two white esprit feathers are added to this hat: one is placed on the top of the crown, on the right side, the other on the left, nearer to the base. The strings float loose. BALL DRESS. A DRESS of white crêpe-Aerophane, with two rows at the border of the same mate are short and full; the fulness confined by half wreaths of flowers, on a smaller scale, as those on the skirt, but perfectly corresponding with them. The hair is arranged in very full clusters of curls on each side of the face; the bow is rather small, consisting only of two loops of hair, and not much elevated: at the base of this is a white rose; and behind the bow, towering above it, is a splendid bouquet, || consisting of scarlet, and white, double garden poppies, ears of corn, and spiral white flowers. The ear-pendants are gold. EVENING DRESS. A DRESS of painted India satin, in stripes of etherial blue, or of bright grass-green, on a white ground, figured between the stripes with variegated spots of Indianred, and other lively colours. Round the border are bouquets of white marabout feathers, fastened together by rosettes of broad satin ribbon, the colour of the stripes. The corsage is à la Circassienne; with short, white satin sleeves, over which are cleft mancherons, à la Perse, of the same material as the dress. The waist is incircled by a rich figured ribbon, the colour of the stripes. The hair is arranged in a very luxuriant style, in curls and bows: placed obliquely, in front, is a superb diadem ornament of very large pearls, set à l'Antique; beneath which ornament, nearer to the forehead, is a braid of hair, which relieves, by partially separating, the exuberance of curls in front. Numerous marabout feathers play over the head, in various directions. A |