forth from the eyes, which is worth all the rest of loveliness. When they had tinged her fingers with the Henna leaf, and placed upon her brow a small coronet of jewels, of the shape worn by the ancient Queens of Bucharia, they flung over her head the rose-colored bridal veil, and she proceeded to the barge that was to convey her across the lake;first kissing, with a mournful look, the little amulet of cornelian which her father at parting had hung about her neck.

The morning was as fresh and fair as the maid on whose nuptials it rose, and the shining lake all covered with boats, the minstrels playing upon the shores of the islands, and the crowded summerhouses on the green hills around, with shawls and banners waving from their roofs, presented such a picture of animated rejoicing, as only she who was the object of it all, did not feel with transport. To LALLA ROOKH alone it was a melancholy pageant; nor could she have even borne to look upon the scene, were it not for a hope that, among the crowds around, she might once more perhaps catch a glimpse of FERAMORZ. So much was her imagination haunted by this thought, that there was scarcely an islet or boat she passed on the way, at which her heart did not flutter with the momentary fancy that he was there. Happy, in her eyes, the humblest slave upon whom the light of his dear looks fell!-In the barge immediately after the princess sat FADLADEEN, with his silken curtains thrown widely apart, that all might have the benefit of his august presence, and with his head full of the speech he was to deliver to the King, "concerning FERAMORZ, and literature, and the Chabuk, as connected therewith." |

They now had entered the canal which leads from the Lake to the splendid domes and saloons of the Shalimar, and went gliding on through the gardens that ascended from each bank, full of flowering shrubs that made the air all perfume; while from the middle of the canal rose jets of water, smooth and unbroken, to such a dazzling height, that they stood like tall pillars of diamond in the sunshine.

1 "On Mahommed Shaw's return to Koolburga, (the capital of Dekkan,) he made a great festival, and mounted this throne with much pomp and magnificence, calling it Firozeh, or Cerulean. I have heard some old persons, who saw the throne Firozeh in the reign of Sultan Mamood Bhamenee, describe it. They say that it was in length nine feet, and three in breadth; made of ebony, covered with plates of pure gold, and set with precious stones of immense value. Every

After sailing under the arches of various saloons, they at length arrived at the last and most magnificent, where the monarch awaited the coming of his bride; and such was the agitation of her heart and frame, that it was with difficulty she could walk up the marble steps which were covered with cloth of gold for her ascent from the barge. At the end of the hall stood two thrones, as precious as the Cerulean Throne of Coolburga, on one of which sat ALIRIS, the youthful King of Bucharia, and on the other was, in a few minutes, to be placed the most beautiful Princess in the world. Immediately upon the entrance of LALLA ROOKH into the saloon, the monarch descended from his throne to meet her; but scarcely had he time to take her hand in his, when she screamed with surprise, and fainted at his feet. It was FERAMORZ himself that stood before her!-FERAMORZ was, himself, the Sovereign of Bucharia, who in this disguise had accompanied his young bride from Delhi, and, having won her love as an humble minstrel, now amply deserved to enjoy it as a King.

The consternation of FADLADEEN at this discovery was, for the moment, almost pitiable. But change of opinion is a resource too convenient in courts for this experienced courtier not to have learned to avail himself of it. His criticisms were all, of course, recanted instantly: he was seized with an admiration of the King's verses, as unbounded as, he begged him to believe, it was disinterested; and the following week saw him in possession of an additional place, swearing by all the Saints of Islam that never had there existed so great a poet as the Monarch ALIRIS, and, moreover, ready to prescribe his favorite regimen of the Chabuk for every man, woman, and child that dared to think otherwise.

Of the happiness of the King and Queen of Bucharia, after such a beginning, there can be but little doubt; and, among the lesser symptoms, it is recorded of LALLA ROOKII, that, to the day of her death, in memory of their delightful journey, she never called the King by any other name than FERAMORZ.

So, left through their own little orbit to move,

His years might have roll'd inoffensive away; His children might still have been bless'd with his love,

And England would ne'er have been cursed with his sway.

To the Editor of the Morning Chronicle.
Sir,

In order to explain the following Fragment, it is necessary to refer your readers to a late florid description of the Pavilion at Brighton, in the apartments of which, we are told, "FUM, The Chinese Bird of Royalty," is a principal ornament.

I am, Sir, yours, &c. MUM.

FUM AND HUM, THE TWO BIRDS OF ROYALTY

ONE day the Chinese Bird of Royalty, FUM, Thus accosted our own Bird of Royalty, HUM,

The floor of that grand China-warehouse at Brighton,

The lanterns, and dragons, and things round the

dome

Were so like what he left, "Gad," says FUM, "I'm at home."

And when, turning, he saw Bishop LGE, "Zooks, it is,"

Quoth the Bird, "Yes-I know him-a Bonze, by his phiz

"And that jolly old idol he kneels to so low "Can be none but our round-about godhead, fat Fo!"

It chanced at this moment, th' Episcopal Prig Was imploring the P-E to dispense with his wig,1

Which the Bird, overhearing, flew high o'er his head,

And some TOBIT-like marks of his patronage shed, Which so dimm'd the poor Dandy's idolatrous eye, That, while FUM cried "Oh Fo!" all the court

cried "Oh fie!"

But, a truce to digression;-these Birds of a feather Thus talk'd, t'other night, on State matters together;

(Nota bene-his Lordship and L-V-RP-L come, In collateral lines, from the old Mother HUM, C-STL-GH a Hum-bug-L-V-RP-L a HUMdrum.)

The Speech being finish'd, out rush'd C-STL-GH, Saddled HUM in a hurry, and, whip, spur, away, Through the regions of air, like a Snip on his hobby,

Ne'er paused, till. he lighted in St. Stephen's lobby.

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LINES ON THE DEATH OF SM-R-D-N.

Principibus placuisse viris!-HORAT.

YES, grief will have way-but the fast falling tear Shall be mingled with deep execrations on those, Who could bask in that Spirit's meridian career, And yet leave it thus lonely and dark at its

close :

Whose vanity flew round him only while fed By the odor his fame in its summer-time gave;

Whose vanity now, with quick scent for the dead, Like the Ghole of the East, comes to feed at his grave.

Oh! it sickens the heart to see bosoms so hollow, And spirits so mean in the great and high-born;

Which his friendship and wit o'er thy nothingness

cast:

No, not for the wealth of the land, that supplies thee

With millions to heap upon Foppery's shrine ;No, not for the riches of all who despise thee, Though this would make Europe's whole opulence mine ;

Would I suffer what-ev'n in the heart that thou hast

All mean as it is must have consciously burn'd,

When the pittance, which shame had wrung from thee at last,

And which found all his wants at an end, was return'd;1

"Was this then the fate," -future ages will say, When some names shall live but in history's curse; When Truth will be heard, and these Lords of a

day

Be forgotten as fools, or remember'd as worse ;

"Was this then the fate of that high-gifted man, "The pride of the palace, the bow'r and the hall, "The orator,-dramatist, minstrel, -who ran "Through each mode of the lyre, and was master of all ;

"Whose mind was an essence, compounded with

art

"From the finest and best of all other men's pow'rs :

"Who ruled, like a wizard, the world of the heart, "And could call up its sunshine, or bring down its show'rs ;