Let wisdom shine conspicuous on each page;
Let no unmeaning sentiments engage

The minds of those, who humbly seek for fame,
By wreathing laurels round a poet's name.

What nobler theme, amid the things of earth,
Can human reason grasp, than MENTAL WORTH ?
What richer gem to human kind is given,
Than MIND, the precious gift of bounteous Heaven?

Corporeal excellence may charm a while,
Beauty and wit may sparkle, and beguile;
Science may dazzle, with a meteor glare,
Philosophy erect her throne in air:-

Reason may boast her all-controlling power,
And towering Genius reign, his transient hour ;
But heaven-born MIND her onward course shall run,—
In deathless glory shall out-live the sun!

When earthly grandeur fades, and all things nod,-
When Nature trembles to the Throne of God,'-
This EMANATION from creation's Sire,

Shall spar aloft, unscathed, o'er all creation's pyre!

MARY.

(WRITTEN IN THE ALBUM OF MISS MARY E...........)

AT MARY'S call, my tuneful muse essays
Once more to mount Parnassus' lofty height;
Not with a view to win the poet's bays,

But, aid MARIA in her heaven-ward flight.

Whether Maria, .Greek and Roman name,

Marie, French,-or Mary, Anglo-phrase;
Or whether Miriam, as in Hebrew fame,-
The name is one, and claims no common praise.

O may the ancient Marys hold to view

A pattern for your aim. Mary, the Bless'd—

The Virgin-mother, to her Joseph true,
Excelled in faith, with grief and shame oppress'd.

May Magdalene's penitence be thine,

A contrite sinner at Immanuel's seat;
And with the humble Mary may you shine
As with your tears you lave the Saviour's feet!

With Mary, too,-sister of Martha dear,—
Choose "that good part," which none can take away;
Let gratitude and love and holy fear

Inspire your breast, and point your heaven-ward way!

And "early to the sepulchre" repair,
With the two Marys, at the dawn of day;
And lay, of Love the willing offering, there,
And "see the place, where" your Redeemer "lay."

MARYS of modern times, we too may name,

Of shining Virtues, and of Fate severe;

Those, if you emulate, will swell your fame,-
This, if you scan, may cause the flowing tear.

Marie, spouse of Gallia's hapless king,

Doomed to the guillotine, in Terror's reign;Her social virtues well might virgins sing,

Her timeless doom must thrill each heart with pain!

And Scotia's Mary, too, of glowing charms

A selfish votary at ambition's shrine,— Shared in distress, amid a State's alarms,While vice and virtue round her heart entwine.

Mary, Britannia's rigid, bigot Queen,

May also give instruction by her reign; From her career of blood, 't is clearly seen, Religion thus no proselytes can gain!

Then while the good you choose, the evil shun;
Grow wise, by monitory lessons given;

That when your destined race on earth is run,

Yours be the Crown, in yonder glorious Heaven!

DEDICATION.

WRITTEN IN THE ALBUM OF MISS HANNAH ELIZA W.

ANOTHER ALBUM ?—yes, Eliza sues:
Once more awake! my dormant, slumbering Muse!
Inspire my breast, and tune my tuneless lyre,
With Latian symphony, and Attick fire!

None sues in vain :-Clorinda and Aurelia,
Annette and Susan, Angeline and Celia,
Have sued, and won ;-then why may not Eliza
Claim a rich guerdon, that shall well suffice ye?

But cease the light and trifling strain,
The grave, didactick theme pursue;
To win the mind-the heart to gain,
The sober strain of truth renew.

In Heaven the themẹ began;
To earth with kind intent it came;
And timely lends its genial flame

A light to erring man.

Celestial Truth!

In blooming youth,

Inspire Eliza's heart, and point her way.
To realms of Love,

In worlds above,

Thy native mansions of unclouded day!
Religion, holy flame of heavenly birth,

With ceaseless fervour in your bosom glow; Not frantick zeal, that oft deforms our earth, Prelusive source of our severest woe!

Virtue, the radiant daughter of the skies,
Deign to embrace you with her vestal zone;
Be it your aim to win this peerless prize,
No earthly treasure can whose loss atone.
Let modesty and mental worth

Adorn your every grace;
Worthless are all the gems of earth,
A peerless form-a faultless face-
Where modesty and mental worth
No friendly eye can trace.
Then let discretion rule the hour,-
Religion burn with purest flame ;-
Stern Virtue lend her loveliest power,
And reason lawless passion tame.

When all externals fade,

And works of art decay;

When noblest fabricks pride has made,