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FRIENDSHIP, LOVE, AND TRUTH. When Friendship, Love, and Truth abound

Among a band of Brothers,
The cup of joy goes gaily round,

Each shares the bliss of others :
Sweet roses grace the thorny way

Along this vale of sorrow;
The flowers that shed their leaves to-day

Shall bloom again to-morrow :
How grand in age, how fair in youth,
Are holy FRIENDSHIP, Love, and Truth!

On halcyon wings our moments pass,

Life's cruel cares beguiling;
Old Time lays down his scythe and glass,

In gay good humour smiling :
With ermine beard and forelock grey,

His reverend front adorning,
He looks like Winter turned to May,

Night softened into morning.
How grand in age, how fair in youth,
Are holy FriendSHIP, Love, and TRUTH! .

From these delightful fountains flow

Ambrosial rills of pleasure:
Can man desire, can Heaven bestow,

A more resplendent treasure ?
Adorned with gems so richly bright,

We'll form a Constellation,
Where every Star, with modest light,

Shall gild his proper station.
How grand in age, how fair in youth,
Are holy FRIENDSHIP, LOVE, and TRUTH !

THE PHILOSOPHER'S SCALES. In days of yore, as Gothic fable tells, When learning dimly gleamed from grated cells, When wild Astrology's distorted eye Shunned the fair field of true philosophy, And wandering through the depths of mental night, Sought dark predictions mid the worlds of light :When curious Alchymy, with puzzled brow, Attempted things that Science laughs at now, . Losing the useful purpose she consults, In vain chimeras and unknown results :In those grey times there lived a reverend sage, Whose wisdom shed its lustre on the age. A monk he was, immured in cloistered walls, Where now the ivyed ruin crumbling falls: 'Twas a profound seclusion that he chose ; The noisy world disturbed not that repose : The flow of murmuring waters, day by day, And whistling winds, that forced their tardy way Through reverend trees, of ages growth, that made, Around the holy pile a deep monastic shade; The chanted psalm, or solitary prayer,Such were the sounds that broke the silence there.

* * * * * 'Twas here when his rites sacerdotal were o'er, In the depth of his cell with its stone-covered floor, Resigning to thought his chimerical brain, He formed the contrivance we now shall explain ; But whether by magic or alchymy's powers We know not, indeed 'tis no business of ours : Perhaps it was only by patience and care, At last that he brought his in vention to bear. In youth 'twas projected; but years stole away, And ere 'twas complete he was wrinkled and grey ; But success is secure unless energy fails, And at length he produced The Philosopher's Scales.

What were they?-you ask : you shall presently see ;
These scales were not made to weigh sugar and tea;
O no ;---for such properties wondrous had they,
That qualities, feelings, and thoughts they could weigh;
Together with articles small or immense,
From mountains or planets, to atoms of sense :
Nought was there so bulky, but there it could lay;
And nought so ethereal but there it would stay;
And nought so reluctant but in it must go ;
All which some examples more clearly will show.
The first thing he tried was the head of Voltaire,
Which retained all the wit that had ever been there; -
As a weight, he threw in a torn scrap of a leaf,
Containing the prayer of the penitent thief;
When the skull rose aloft with so sudden a spell,
As to bound like a ball, on the roof of the cell.
Next time he put in Alexander the Great,
With a garment that Dorcas had made for a weight;
And though clad in armour from sandals to crown,
The hero rose up, and the garment went down.
A long row of alms houses, amply endowed
By a well-esteemed pharisee, busy and proud,
Now loaded one scale, while the other was prest
By those mites the poor widow dropped into the chest;
Up flew the endowment, not weighing an ounce,
And down, down, the farthing's worth came with a

bounce.
Again, he performed an experiment rare:
A monk, with austerities bleeding and bare,
Climbed into his scale; in the other was laid
The heart of our Howard, now partly decayed ;
When he found, with surprise, that the whole of his bro-

ther Weighed less, by some pounds, than this bit of the other. By further experiments, (no matter how,) He found that ten chariots weighed less than one plough,

A sword, with gilt trappings, rose up in the scale,
Though balanced by only a ten-penny nail.
A shield and a helmet, a buckler and spear,
Weighed less than a widow's uncrystallized tear.
A lord and a lady went up at full sail,
When a bee chanced to light on the opposite scale,
Ten doctors, ten lawyers, two courtiers, one earl,
Ten counsellors' wigs, full of powder and curl,
All heaped in one balance, and swinging from thence,
Weighed less than some atoms of candour and sense ;
A first-water diamond, with brilliants begirt,
Than one good potatoe just washed from the dirt;
Yet, not mountains of silver and gold would suffice,
One pearl to outweigh, 'twas the pearl of great price.”
At last, the whole world was bowled in at the grate,
With the soul of a beggar to serve for a weight;
When the former sprang up with so strong a rebuff,
That it made a vast rent, and escaped at the roof;
Whence, balanced in air, it ascended on high,
And sailed up aloft-a balloon in the sky :
While the scale with the soul in, so mightily fell,
That it jerked the philosopher out of his cell. .

MORAL.

Dear reader, if e'er self-deception prevails,
We pray you to try The Philosopher's Scales :
But if they are lost in the ruins around,
Perhaps a good substitute thus may be found:
Let judgment and conscience in circles be cut,
To which strings of thought may be carefully put:
Let these be made even with caution extreme,
And impartiality use for a beam :
Then bring those good actions which pride over-rates,
And tear up your motives to serve for the weights.

CELADON AND AMELIA.
"Tis listening fear, and dumb amazement all :
When to the startled eye the sudden glance
Appears far south, eruptive through the cloud;
And following slower, in explosion vast,
The thunder raises his tremendous voice.
At first, heard solemn o'er the verge of Heaven,
The tempest growls; but as it nearer comes,
And rolls its awful burden on the wind,
The lightnings flash a larger curve, and more
The noise astounds: till over head a sheet
Of livid flame discloses wide; then shuts,
And opens wider; shuts and opens still
Expansive, wrapping ether in a blaze.
Follows the loosened aggravated roar,
Enlarging, deepening, mingling; peal on peal
Crushed horrible, convulsing heaven and earth.

Guilt hears appalled, with deeply troubled thought :
And yet not always on the guilty head
Descends the fated flash. Young Celadon
And his Amelia were a matchless pair ;
With equal virtue formed, and equal grace,
The same, distinguished by their sex alone :
Hers the mild lustre of the blooming morn,
And his the radiance of the risen day.

They loved : but such their guileless passion was,
As in the dawn of time informed the heart
Of innocence, and undissembling truth.
'Twas friendship, heightened by the mutual wish,
The enchanting hope, and sympathetic glow,
Beamed from the mutual eye." Devoting all
To love, each was to each a dearer self ; *
Supremely happy in the awakened power
Of giving joy. Alone, amid the shades,
Still in harmonious intercourse they lived

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