4. A weary life! but a swift decay
Soon, soon shall set thee free!

Thou 'rt passing fast from thy toils away,
Thou +wrestler with the sea!

5. In thy dim eye, on thy hollow cheek,
Well are the death-signs read;

Go, for the pearl in its cavern seek,
Ere hope and power be fled.

6. And bright in beauty's coronal
That glistening gem shall be;
A star to all the +festive hall-
But who shall think on thee?

7. None;-as it gleams from the queen-like head, Not one, 'mid throngs, will say,

"A life hath been like a rain-drop shed,
For that pale and quivering ray."

8. Woe for the wealth thus dearly bought!
And are not those like thee,

Who win for earth, the gems of thought?
O wrestler with the sea!

9. Down to the gulfs of the soul they go,
Where the passion-fountains burn,
Gathering the jewels far below,
From many a buried urn:

10. Wringing from lava-veins the fire
That o'er bright words is pour'd;

Learning deep sounds, to make the lyre
A spirit in each chord.

11. But oh! the price of bitter tears,

Paid for the lonely power,

That throws at last, o'er desert years,

A darkly glorious dower!

12. Like flower-seeds by the wild wind spread,
So radiant thoughts are strew'd;

The soul whence those high gifts are shed,
May faint in *solitude.

13. And who will think, when the strain is sung, Till a thousand hearts are stirr'd,

What life-drops from the tminstrel wrung,
Have gush'd with every word?

14. None, none!-his treasures live like thine,
He strives and dies like thee;

Thou that hast been to the pearl's dark shrine,
O wrestler with the sea!

CLXIV. - ANECDOTE OF THE DUKE OF NEWCASTLE. A LAUGHABLE story was circulated during the administration of the old Duke of Newcastle, and retailed to the public in various forms. This nobleman, with many good points, was remarkable for being +profuse of his promises on all occasions, and valued himself particularly, on being able to anticipate the words or the wants of the various persons who attended his levees, before they uttered a word. This sometimes led him into ridiculous embarrassments; and it was this proneness to lavish promises, which gave occasion for the following anecdote.

1. Ar the election of a certain +borough in Cornwall, where the opposite interests were almost equally poised, a single vote was of the highest importance. This object, the Duke by well applied argument and personal application, at length attained; and the gentleman he recommended, gained the election. In the warmth of gratitude, his grace poured forth acknowledgments and promises without ceasing, on the fortunate possessor of the casting vote; called him his best and dearest friend; protested, that he should consider himself as forever indebted to him; that he would serve him by night or by day.

2. The Cornish voter, who was an honest fellow, and would not have thought himself entitled to any reward, but for such a torrent of acknowledgments, thanked the Duke for his kindness, and told him, "The +supervisor of excise was old and infirm, and if he would have the goodness to recommend his son-in-law to the commissioners, in case of the old man's death, he should think himself and his family bound to render his grace every assistance in his power, on any future occasion." "My dear friend, why do you ask for such a trifling employment?" exclaimed his grace, "your relative shall have it, the moment the place is vacant, if you will but call my attention to it." "But how shall I get admitted to you, my lord? for in London, I understand, it is a very difficult business to get a sight of you great folks, though you are so kind

and complaisant to us in the country." "The instant the man dies," replied the Duke, "set out, post-haste, for London; drive directly to my house, and be it by night or by day, thunder at the door; I will leave word with my porter, to show you up stairs directly; and the employment shall be disposed of according to your wishes."

3. The parties separated; the Duke drove to a friend's house in the neighborhood, without a wish or desire to see his new acquaintance till that day seven years; but the memory of a Cornish elector, not being burdened with such a variety of objects, was more retentive. The supervisor died a few months after, and the Duke's humble friend, relying on the word of a peer, was conveyed to London post-haste, and ascended with alacrity the steps of that nobleman's palace.

4. The reader should be informed, that just at this time, no less a person than the king of Spain was expected hourly to depart; an event in which the minister of Great Britain was particularly concerned; and the Duke of Newcastle, on the very night that the proprietor of the decisive vote arrived at his door, had sat up anxiously expecting dispatches from Madrid. Wearied by official business and agitated spirits, he retired to rest, having previously given particular instructions to his porter not to go to bed, as he expected, every minute, a messenger with advices of the greatest importance, and desired he might be shown up stairs, the moment of his arrival.

5. His grace was sound asleep; and the porter, settled for the night, in his arm-chair, had already commenced a +sonorous nap, when the vigorous arm of the Cornish voter roused him from his slumbers. To his first question, "Is the Duke at home?" the porter replied, "Yes, and in bed; but has left particular orders, that come when you will, you are to go up to him directly." "Bless him, for a worthy and honest gentleman," cried our applicant for the vacant post, smiling and nodding with approbation, at the prime minister's kindness, "how punctual his grace is; I knew he would not deceive me; let me hear no more of lords' and dukes' not keeping their word; I verily believe they are as honest, and mean as well as any other folks." Having ascended the stairs as he was speaking, he was ushered into the Duke's bed-chamber.

6. "Is he dead?" exclaimed his grace, rubbing his eyes, and scarcely awakened from dreaming of the king of Spain, "Is he dead?" "Yes, my lord," replied the eager expectant, delighted to find the election promise, with all its circumstances, so fresh in the nobleman's memory. "When did he die?" "The day before yesterday, exactly at half past one o'clock, after being confined three weeks to his bed, and taking a power of doctor's stuff; and I hope your grace will be as good as your word, and let my son-in-law succeed him."

7. The Duke, by this time perfectly awake, was staggered at the impossibility of receiving intelligence from Madrid in so short a space of time; and perplexed at the absurdity of a king's messenger applying for his son-in-law to succeed the king of Spain: "Is the man drunk, or mad? Where are your dispatches!" exclaimed his grace, hastily drawing back his curtain; where, instead of a royal courier, his eager eye recognized at the bed-side, the well known countenance of his friend from Cornwall, making low bows, with hat in hand, and "hoping my lord would not forget the gracious promise he was so good as to make, in favor of his son-inlaw, at the last election."

8. Vexed at so untimely a disturbance, and disappointed of news from Spain, the Duke frowned for a moment; but *chagrin soon gave way to mirth, at so singular and ridiculous a combination of circumstances, and yielding to the impulse, he sunk upon the bed in a violent fit of laughter, which was communicated in a moment to the attendants.

9. The relater of this little narrative, concludes, with observing, "Although the Duke of Newcastle could not place the relative of his old acquaintance on the throne of His Catholic Majesty, he advanced him to a post not less honorable, he made him an texciseman."

1. O YOUNG Lochinvar is come out of the West,
Through all the wide border his steed was the best;
And save his good broad-sword, he weapon had none,
He rode all unarm'd, and he rode all alone.

So faithful in love, and so +dauntless in war,
There never was knight like young Lochinvar.

2. He staid not for +brake, and he stopp'd not for stone,
He swam the Eske river where +ford there was none;

But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate,

The bride had consented, the gallant came late:
For a laggard in love and a dastard in war,
Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.

3. So boldly he enter'd the Netherby hall,

Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all;
Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword,
(For the poor, craven bridegroom said never a word.)
“O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war,

Or to dance at our, +bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?"
suit you denied ;

4. "I long woo'd your daughter, my
Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide;
And now, am I come with this lost love of mine,
To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine.
There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far,
That would gladly be bride to young Lochinvar."

5. The bride kiss'd the goblet, the knight took it up,
He quaff'd off the wine, and threw down the cup.
She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh,
With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
He took her soft hand, ere her mother could +bar,
"Now tread we a measure!" said young Lochinvar.

6. So stately his form, and so lovely her face,

That never a hall such a galliard did grace;
While her mother did fret and her father did fume,
And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume;
And the bridemaidens whisper'd ""T were better by far,
To have match'd our fair cousin with young Lochinvar."

7. One touch to her hand and one word in her ear,

When they reach'd the hall door, and their charger stood near, So light to the croup the fair lady he swung,

So light to the saddle before her he sprung!

"She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow," quoth young Lochinvar.

8. There was mounting 'mong Græmes of the Netherby +clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran;