ST. CECILIA. BY T. K. HERVEY. St. Cecilia was a beautiful and accomplished young Roman lady, in the third century, whose music is said to have drawn down a heavenly visitant. Her lover was a heretic, whose conversion, after long and unsuccessful efforts on her part, was efffected, by the assistance of the angel, in one of his visits. HER hair streams backward,-like a cloud Before the sun-light of her eyes, That seem to pierce the fleecy shroud Of the far, blue, Italian skies!— And seraph-forms come stealing down Her robe is of the same pure white, With tears that dare to look to heaven, Are thoughts that play a mortal part, Of earth-yet not a love that flings With passion which itself hath taught ! The notes fall fainter on the ear, Yet, still, the seraph leans to hear;— And woman's fears have dimmed her fire; The angel stays-and stays to bless WELLINGTON. BY THE LATE REV. C. R. MATURIN. Son of proud sires,-whose patriot blood Climes where the wondrous bower-tree weaves And silken bands-in barbarous pride- |