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Young scion of Erin's best blood, he has sprung
From a race all ennobled of

yore,
Who held the broad lands that the stranger has wrung

From the son of the Emerald shore.
An exile and lonely, he toils far away

From the home of his early delight;
Still of Erin he thinks through the wearisome day,

And dreams of her through the long night.

In the balls where his fathers presided of old

Where the bard and the warrior hied-
When the red wine was flowing from goblets of gold,

His boon would be coldly denied ;
The boon but to reap in the land of his birth

The fields that belong to his sires,
And share with the lov'd ones his rude cabin hearth-

The crown of his earthly desires.

No. II.
MY BEAUTIFUL, MY BRIGHT-EYED BOY; OR, THE MOTHER'S

LAMENT.
My beautiful, my bright-eyed boy !

Ah! whither art thou roaming ?
Thy mother's hope, thy mother's joy,

I watch to see thee coming.
I watch the sails of every ship,

But all return without thee;
I ask for thee with quivering lip,
But none knows aught about thee.

Avourneen Deelisb!
O shame Avourneen! summer's fled,

The reaper's time is gone, dear!
I will not dream that thou art dead,

And I left all alone, dear!
Our cabin is a dreary place,

The very walls look sorrow;
But could I see thy darling face,
They'd ring with joy to-morrow.

Avourneen Deelish!
O shame, Avourneen! art thou dead ?

And didst thou brave the danger
Of stormy seas, to toil for bread,

And perish with the stranger ?
My beautiful, my young, my brave !

Thy mother's heart is riven;
But though I may not share thy grave,
Our souls will meet in heaven.

Avourneen Deelish! of Dunkerron, to himself and to his heirs for ever; and it is now the property of his descendant, the Marquis of Lansdown. Ardea Castle, another of the O'Sullivan's patrimonial estates, has long been a ruin. The last of the unfortunate race who dwelt there was Kerry O'Sullivan, who lived in a mud cabin which he had constructed for himself amongst the ruins of the castle. It was with this same Kerry O'Sullivan that the old family title-deeds were lodged, and his “ poverty but not his will ” wrung them from him. It is to his grandson that the song of the Irish reaper boy refers. For some interesting particulars of the O'Sullivans, see Sir William Pratham's Antiquarian Researches.

LITERATURE.

NOTICES OF NEW WORKS.

The Three Springs of Beauty: a Legend of Cyclades. Dedicated to

the Fair. By HARRIETT Pigott. Miss Pigotr is well and favourably known to our readers. Several works of literary merit have proceeded from her pen. The present little volume consists of a single legend; it is tastefully, and in some parts eloquently written. The interest of the story is well kept up. No reader who takes up the little book is likely to lay it down again before he has got to the conclusion. The story is one of love. Soine of the incidents wear a supernatural aspect, and const quently add to the interest of the tale. The true love of the hero and the heroine, Friedbert, a man of humble birth, and Calister, a princess, did not run smooth. Happily, however, all ends as it should do. Here is Miss Pigott's description of the celebration of the nuptials :

“ Like a true son of Mars, he proposed to substantiate his right to nobilty with his lance and sword, in tilt and tournament, or in single rencontre against all noble cavaliers who would dare to deny it.

“The anxious parent yielded to such conclusive arguments and valiant challenge, privately felicating herself that he had effaced from her child's memory the imaginary ignoble renegade. She forthwith caused Friedbert to be created a Tetrarch of Swabia, with more claims on the score of merit than the greater part of the numberless titles conferred in modern times. Thereupon bis fame increased, and his friends thenceforward became more in number than before.

“Thus, illustrated with the world's fictitious honours, in crowds of noblest Greeks and Venetians, amid sumptuosities, he redeemed his fugitive nymph, and led her forward to the foot of an altar sanctified to hymeneal rihlits, and there on her finger glided a golden band of wedlock—that perpetual memento of love, fidelity and duties. Then, faithful to his word of honour passed, he took her other hand and placed in its rosy palm the ruby ring which, the next instant, she restored to her anxious mother, then kissed her withered cheek as she stood beside her in majestic gravity. : "The fairy costume which she wore on that hymeneal festivity was as if four fairies had woven it, so closely it clung to her Diana-like form.

Here shall the festive board be crown'd,
Here be the sprightly tabor found,
Here mirth-inspiring viols sound,
Here measures move in mazy round,

And fairy feet shall print the ground. " The nuptial song, the classic hymns of antiquity, were borne far on the winds ; unknown fairy-like forms appeared, strewing over the verdant path of the nuptial train myrtles and lilies of the valley; the butterflies, bright and blue, flittered around

“Fair as spring flowers which gladden,
All with joy their charms behold;

Swain and maiden
Own their beauty-young ar?n?!"

“ Delicious fruits were handed round in baskets; cakes, with fragrant honey white as chrystal, raised in pyramids; small cheeses, made of sheep's milk; and, in that smiling isle, where Bacchus was once honoured with a peculiar worship, his wines, not less nectareous and sparkling, circulated in countless Venetian chrystal vases, from ph to knight, at that nuptial banquet

“ Gilded within, the beamy shine

Blazed brightly through the purple wine :
So glows the soul that worth displays,

And such celestial virtue's rays.” Little caraminie birds poured forth the sweetest notes in this dominion of the loves and the Graces ; where reigned the tripple pleasures of the senses—love, music, and wine. The nuptial torches of hawthorn,* its double red blossoms of extraordinary fragrance, illumined the noble pair to the bridal chamber. An unusual flight of milk-white cygnets were descried hovering aloft over the regal palace, as early as Aurora, with rosy lustre, streaked the horizon. Coveys of the gaudier

“Feathered choir their pleasures vaunted;

Violets was their bridal bed :-
Earth enchanted ;
Thousand sweets around ihem shed."

OCHLENSCHLAGER. And that day and night, and many following, were spent in abundance of minstrelsy, with liberal gifts of the juice of the grape to the flocking islanders, and multitude of Grecian games. Some weeks later, the hilarous bridegroom, in that openness of heart which happiness elicits, revealed to his royal mother, Zoe, the real adventure of her ruby ring and the suppositious hermit.”

“The Three springs of Beauty” is beautifully got up.

The Wars of Jehovah in Heaven, Earth, and Hell: in Nine Books.

By Thomas HAWKINS, Esq. With Eleven highly-finished Engrav

ings, by John MARTIN, Esq. This is a very curious book. It is one of the most beautifully got up works which has come under our notice for a long time. The illustrations by Mr. Martin are of the highest order of excellence; and the typography and binding have seldom been surpassed. Unfortunately the quality of the poetry does not at all correspond. Mr. Hawkins is evidently a man who has read much, and he has no ordinary command of language. The only source of regret is, that the language is not of the kind which becomes a great poem, which he evidently means that his shall be considered. A great deal of the poem is unintelligible to us. What, for example, can we inake of the phrase "Stellan or interstellan?" If any of our readers can extract meaning, sense, or anything from the following, it is more than we can :

“ The fiends of hell
Blacken’d the grim sub-Tartarean powers;
The salamandrioe gnomes, transpicuous lit,

By thine own hallow'd fire !” This sort of writing is the rule, not the exception. It is a great pity to see so much beautiful paper, elegant typography, splendid bindiny, and pictorial illustrations of first-rate merit, thrown away on a mass of unintelligible words.

• The Greeks' hymeneal torches were of the hawthorn branches.

Wild Love, and ather Tales. From the German of DE LA MOTTE

Fouque. This is a translation from the German ; a language in which there are inany singularly romantic tales. German works of fiction are, for the most part, remarkable for the extent to which they deal in horrible incidents. This we consider to be the greatest blemish which attaches to the German works of imagination. The present volume, with the exception of the last tale, has little of this. The tales are four in number—“ Rosanna and her Kinsfolk,” “ Wild Love,” “ The Oak of the Idols,” and “ The Field of Terror.” The tales are of striking interest. The volume is very tastefully got up, and is illustrated by a variety of very graphic engravings.

The Young Husband; or, Hints to Regulate the Conduct of Young Men

who have entered, or are about to enter, the Married State. Ву

Arthur FREELING. There is no little sound sense and judicious counsel in this tiny volume. There are also some things which might, with much better taste, have been left out. The author, for example, is at great pains to show that polygamy is not conducive to human happiness. Surely this was an unnecessary task. We quote the chapter on “ Expenditure as it affects the Temper and Affections."

In commencing your matrimonial career, start with a determination that no ordinary circumstances shall induce you to spend more than two-thirds of your available income,-by the term available I mean, if you are in business, that portion of your profits which you might, without injury, take out of it. I do not refer to apparent profits. Having resolved upon this, most rigidly adhere thereto. This is the first element of success, if accompanied with industry and perseverance; to assist you in this determination, adopt the advice of our motto, and pay all your household expenses, at any rate at the time they arise. Take no credit upon such items of expenditure; if you can adopt the same plan in your business, you are on the high road to fortune.

We will suppose you yet a bachelor, and now about to take upon you the responsible duties of a husband. As you value your future prosperity, the happiness of the being to whom you are about to be united—as you hope to be placed in circumstances favourable for the cultivation of the affections, and for preparation for heaven, let me intreat of you to look well to the mode and style in which you take the first step in this most important era of your existence. Let no foolish pride, no rediculous example, no superficial advice, make you incur expenses in furnishing your house which your present means and your future prospects also will not, upon the most impartial scrutiny, warrant. By future prospects I mean you to understand that, although you may hare the means of paying for everything which may be brought into your home, yet if it is furnished in a manner superior to what your future income will warrant, it will be a continual temptation to expense—a continual enemy in your house. “What is the use of having all these elegancies if nobody sees them?” will be pressed upon you by this friend, that acquaintance, or the other sycophant ; and it will be well indeed if the same question does not come from her who is most dear to you, your wife ; for, unless she be a very sensible woman, it will be difficult to make her understand why all that expense should have been in

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curred for no purpose. And if she be a sensible woman, depend on it you will not rise in her estimation by the explanation; therefore, most strictly adapt your furniture to your real position. To all these particulars, we also must anxiously direct the attention of young married people who may have not yet furnished their house or apartments,

Your attention must also be specially directed to the propriety of limiting your circle of friends to such a compass and to such a class as will not interrupt your business, or tempt you into expenses : these are rocks upon which the happiness of hundreds have been wrecked. Are you to have a servant or servants? is another question of no mean importance. Each servant, upon an average, will cost from thirty to forty pounds per annum, the latter more often than the former; besides the waste, the breakage, and the destruction through unnecessary roughness in moving and cleaning the furniture, &c. Can you do without a servant, at least until the maternal duties trench upon those of ordinary routine ?

If do; you put off an evil day. You will be more happy, more completely in your own home, without one. Believe me, at the best, servants are but necessary evils, and the longer we can do without them the better. When, however, you are obliged to have servants, treat them with the respect their situation and qualities demand. Do not let any false pride prevent your talking over this point seriously with your future wife, if there be any possibility that prudence would dictate such a course. You can so easily increase your style of living when it becomes necessary ; but oh! how diflicult it is to decrease an expenditure which has become habitual. Too often, indeed, the attempt to remedy the evil is made by desperate efforts to increase the means, which generally are unsuccessful, and add bitterness tɔ gall and plunge the victim of his own fault from the pinnacle of folly into the abyss of guilt. Oh! how often do these efforts of despair pervert the judgment, until expediency assumes the place of principle, and the fine feelings of conscious rectitude, if not destroyed, are avoided by an incessant whirl of excitement which prevents thought, prevents self-examination, until the mind becomes so accustomed to the presence of doubtful acts, as to justify them by sophisms. But if the conscience be not indeed dead, the day of retribution will come, and the darkness of the night will witness tears of blood flowing from eyes which in the sunlight appear to have nothing to dim their brightness. Yes, my reader, if you would avoid these evils, these agonies, oh! avoid the first step-let this be taken with prudence, the second will follow easier ; each advance smoothes the future path, until habit makes prudence a second nature. Let us, however, look to the probable consequences of starting into life upon a scale of expenditure which your income will not justify. I mean, let us look at it as it affects the domestic character of the man. Generally speaking, this state of things is brought on rather by a sanguine temperament than absence of judgment,—the judgment on these occasions being most assiduously avoided, -no appeals made thereto without a special sophism for the occasion, to gloss over an act which the judgment condems.

The house is furnished, the day of payment for a portion of the furniture is postponed; here is a dead weight to start with! The circle of friends is formed at the extreme which the real income will allow, without any allowance for casualties, such as disappointments; losses, illness, depression of the times, and consequent diminution of income: this forces the expenditure of one quarter to trench upon the means of the next, until, in time, actual embarassment is caused by the increasing dead weight. What is the consequence ? Increased means must be had; the evil day is postponed by artificial means; the acquisition of these is not only harrassing to the mind and body, but destructive of the time by which the real means can alone be acquired. Thus, these must necessarily be diminished. Artificial capital can only be raised by extraordinary expenses. Thus are the real means decreased, the actual expenses increased, and the dead weight, instead of being removed, becomes each year more burthensome. How think you this acts upon the domestic charac

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