Whether reason or fancy, the gay or the grave —
Was as rapid, as deep, and as brilliant a tide,
As ever bore freedom aloft on its wave!
Lines on the Death of Sheridan.

Ye men of wit and social eloquence !
He was your brother,

T. MOORE.

bear his ashes hence! While powers of mind almost of boundless range, Complete in kind, as various in their change, While eloquence, wit, poesy, and mirth, That humbler harmonist of care on earth, Survive within our souls, while lives our sense Of pride in merit's proud pre-eminence, Long shall we seek his likeness, — long in vain, And turn to all of him which may remain, Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, And broke the die - in moulding Sheridan! Monody on the Death of Sheridan.

AMOS COTTLE.

BYRON.

Such a paragond is wom and
That, you see, it must be true
The is always eastly better

thaw the best shas the can do!

Tree & Save.

Zetle Creps' up quite undikacione

An' pecked on thon the winder

An' there sot Hulby all alone

one high to hender.

With no one

Let

us

line, Uncle Daw;

Let us live and love, siddy:
'what's the world to a

when his wife is a

man

und dy

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