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fatal vow that had hung so long and heavy on her THE DYING HINDOO. conscience, were again repeated by her dying There are few things more shocking to Eulips; and those eyes-" the beautiful, the black ropean eyes than the publicity of death-bed -once making the atmosphere around them scenes in India, and the apathetical indifferrife with light, now dimly raised their last glazy ence displayed by the Hindoos while attending glance in search of some beloved but absent the expiring moments of their nearest relaform. All at once, an organ, in the street, below tives or friends. Frequently only a few yards her window, struck up a strain dear and fami- from a crowded ghaut thronged by the inhabiliar to the departing girl; it was that Sicilian tants of some neighboring village, who are laughvesper-that strain erst all her own-that well-ing, singing, and following their ordinary occuremembered prelude which had ushered in the pations with the utmost gaiety, a dying person fond declaration of her fatal love. With eyes may be seen stretched upon a charpoy (bedstead) half-closed, and those exquisite hands now re- close to the river's brink, surrounded by a group leased from their bonds, and folded on her breast, of three or four individuals, who look upon the Italia listened with imperfect recognition to the sufferer without the slightest appearance of inlow, sweet notes. From beneath the "long dark terest. As soon as the breath has left the body, lashes, low depending," large tears-the first the corpse is thrown into the river, death being shed for months-began, one by one, to flow: often precipitated by stuffing the mouth and nosshe opened her eyes one last ray of their hea-trils with mud. Strangers, attracted by some suvenly expression lightened from them as they fell on her kneeling lover; a smile, glorious as the first dawn of paradise on the disinearned spirit, played over that pale, serene face-and Italia da Verdonaldi was no more!

perb lotus floating down the stream, are disgusted by the sight of a dead body rapidly descending with the tide, the ghastly head appearing above the surface of the water. Every Hindoo is anxious to draw his last sigh on the banks of the GanShe was buried at midnight in the Catholic ges, or some equally sacred stream flowing into cemetery, without tomb or inscription. None its holy waters; the relatives therefore of expirsought or mourned over the spot, save the faith- ing persons fulfil the last offices of humanity in ful attendant, who had been with her through the manner most desirable to them by bringing life, though not in death. The aged Monica a dying friend to the edge of the river, and conreached Baltimore a few days after the tragic signing the body, when the vital spark has fled, fate of her young mistress; destitute and heart-to the hallowed stream. The corse of a rich Hinbroken, she joined the Sisterhood of Charity there-and from her I learned the touching story E. C. S.

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Written for the Saturday Evening Post.
LINES FOR A LADY'S ALBUM.

A line for your Album?" O, what shall it be?
A compliment, lady, fair lady, for thee?

O, no! should I tell you your eyes were as bright,
As the gems that bespangle the brow of the night;
And though I should tell you your face was as fair,
As the snow on the mountain, untainted by air;
Yet, lady, 'twould avail not, for all who behold
Thy beauty, must read it in letters of gold.
But, lady, 'tis friendship these lines would indite,
Affection for thee, that will ever burn bright;
And O! 'tis affection that wishes thee joy,
Unshadowed by sorrow, without an alloy.
And O! may thy life for ever run on,
Like a stream of the valley, beneath the bright sun-
Whose waters for ever dance gaily along,

doo is burned upon a funeral pile; but as wood is dear, the poorer classes either dispense with it entirely, or merely scorch the flesh previously to launching it into the river.-Miss Roberts's Oriental Sketches.

MATS.-Mats made of rushes or straw, were the first tapestry with which rooms were hung. The colors of the straw were selected and intermixed with so much skill and taste, that these mats had a highly pleasing effect. Some of these are still made in the Levant: they are of excellent workmanship, and proportionately dear; and are universally esteemed, on account of the brilliancy of their colors, and the beauty of the designs. Tapestry of linen and silk, on which whole stories are represented, were introduced above six hundred years back; though the use of them was at that period by no means universal. In the fifteenth century, the haute and basse lisse tapestries were brought into use in the Netherlands, whence they spread to France. Being costly in price, persons of middling property were obliged to content themselves with Borgamo bangings, or points d' Hongrie. The manufacture of the Gobelins tapestry, which was begun in the time of Henry IV. and brought to perfection by Colbert and Lebrun, the celebrated painters, left, and continues to leave, similar fabrics far behind it. The Venetian brocetelle, the Persian and Indian painted cloths-what was called Tapisserie tontisse, (embossed tapestry,) made from the sweepings of the wool, which are left in sheering dyed cloths, and are fixed on linen prepared with gum,-painted and gilded leather, an old invention ascribed to the Spaniards-and paper hang"Till the soul shall wake up, in the daylight of heaven.ings, which are now universally made use of,University of Alabama.

To the light-hearted music of its pebble-toned song.
And thy life heretofore has been but a dream,
A dream that's all lovely, like a mellow moon-beam;
For happiness, peace, and that seraph content,
Like angels of light o'er thy pathway have leant;
And have strewed it all over with buds and with flowers,
To scatter their perfume on thy roseate hours.
And I would that thy life might ever thus pass,
Like a dream of the night, that is not to last;
But to sport with the soul, as it slumbers awhile,
In this cradle of sorrow, this dark hanging isle-

A dream of the night, that kindly is given,

HARP OF THE WARRIOR.

close our account.

PHYSIOGNOMY OF THE HORSE.

FROM LAVATER.

"Hast thou given the horse strength? hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?

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He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shooting." JOB XXXIX. 19, 25. "I am but little acquainted," says Mr. Lavater, "with horses, yet it seems to me indubitable, that there is as great a difference in the physiognomy of horses as in that of men; and the horse deserves to be particularly considered by the physiognomist, because it is one of the animals whose physiognomy, at least in profile, is so much more prominent, sharp, and characteristic, than that of most other beasts.

The horse of all animals, is that which, to largeness of size, unites most proportion and elegance in the parts of his body; for, comparing him to those which are immedi ately above or below him, we shall perceive that the ass is ill made, the head of the lion is too large, the legs of the ox too small, the camel is deformed, and the rhinoceros and elephant too unwieldly.

There is scarcely any beast has so various, so generally marking, so speaking a countenance, as a beautiful horse. In a well-made horse, the upper part of the neck from which the mane flows, ought to rise, at first in a right line; and as it approaches the head, to form a curve somewhat similar to the neck of a swan. The lower part of the neck ought to be rectilinear, in its direction from the chest to the nether jaw, but a little inclined forward; for, were it perpendicular, the shape of the neck would be defective. The upper part of the neck should be thin, and not fleshy; nor the mane, which ought to be tolerable full, and the hair long and strait. A fine neck ought to be long, and elevated; yet proportioned to the size of the horse. If too long and small, the horse would strike the rider with his head; if too short and fleshy, he would bear heavy on the hand. The head is advantageously placed when the forehead is perpendicular to the horizon. The head ought to be bony and small, not too long, the ears near each other, small, erect, firm, straight, free, and situated on the top of the head. The forehead should be narrow, and somewhat convex, the hollows filled up, the eyelids thin, the eyes clear, penetrating, full of ardour, tolerably large, as I may say, and projecting from the head. The pupil large, the under jaw bony, and rather thick; the nose somewhat arched, the nostrils open, and well slit, the partition thin, the lips fine, the mouth tolerably large, the withers high and sharp.

I shall be pardoned for inserting this description of a beautiful horse in a physiognomical essay intended to promote the knowledge and the love of man. You laugh.Having laughed with you, permit me, afterwards, to ask, does not this description prove the reality of that science which has been exploded among those that are held to be chimerical? But must not a horse thus formed, be more excellent, and of a more noble character than a dull and common hack? not only beautiful, but, I repeat, more noble, proud, spirited, firm, faithful, and sure.

And shall he who thus has formed the horse, whose understanding is so deficient compared to that of man, shall he who has thus transfused beauty and nobility, strength and truth, through all his limbs, so have formed man, that his internal and external shall be incongruous?

Shall he who can find the countenance of a horse significant, (and that it is significant no sophist can doubt the moment a horse appears) shall he possibly suppose the countenance of man to be insignificant?

The more accurately we observe horses, the more shall we be convinced that a separate treatise of physiognomy might be written upon them.

I have somewhere heard a general remark, that horses are divided into three classes, the swan-necked, stagnecked, and hog-necked. Each of these classes has its peculiar countenance and character, and from the blending of which various others originate.

The heads of the swan-necked are commonly even, the forehead small, and almost flat; the nose extends arching, from the eyes to the mouth: the nostrils are wide and open; the mouth small; the ears little, pointed, and projecting; the eyes large and round; the jaw below small; above, somewhat broader: the whole body well proportioned; and the horse beautiful. This kind is cheerful, tractable, and high spirited. They are very sensible of

pain, which (when dressing) they sometimes express by the voice. Flattery greatly excites their joy, and they will express their pride of heart by parading and prancing. I dare venture to wager, that a man with a swan-neck, or what is much more determinate, with a smooth projecting profile, and flaxen hair, would have similar sensibility and pride.

The stag-necked has something in the make of his body, much resembling the stag itself. The neck is sinall, long, and scarcely bowed in the middle. He carries his head high, I have seen none of these. They are racers and hunters, being particularly adapted by swiftness by the make of the body.

For the Casket.

TO THE MEMORY OF LOUISA.

I know that thou art dead,
And thy soul to judgment fled;
O'er the doom, by justice read,
May mercy's pard'ning tears be shed.
Though frail, how passing fair

Were the charms that wither'd there,
'Neath the grasp of stern despair,
And weight of penitential care.
Though thy noon of life was shorn
Of the rays that deck'd its morn,
And from friends and country torn,
By stranger-hands thy bier was borne.
Though thy dark and devious way
Far from hope or comfort lay,
And pangs which few can brook to pay,
Dislodged thy spirit from its clay;

Still 'twas thine, without a sigh,
To meekly suffer-and to die:
And on Him to fix thine eye,
Who for sinners pleads on high.
Still, within a sister's heart,
Shall thine image as thou wert
In thy bloom of young desert,
Dwell till life and memory part.

ORIGINAL.

THE POET'S DIRGE. No deep toned bell, no funeral knell,

Shall sound when I am dead;

LUCY.

By the clear blue wave ye shall make my grave,
Where the sea-gull roams, and the waters lave
The rocks above my head.

Ye shall bury me deep where the mermaids weep,
As they glide o'er the rolling billow;

And the roar of the surge shall be my dirge,
And the eagle shall scream from the cliff's black verge
O'er my cold and rocky pillow.

Let no human tread, o'er my clay cold head,
Be heard near the lonely spot;

Let no sculptured stone, with a flattering tone,
Breathe my vices and virtues, that few have known,
But let them be forgot.

But I ask, in truth, from the friends of my youth,
When my spirit has gone to rest,

That one heartfelt tear, o'er my cold, cold bier,
From those that I loved when life was dear,
May sparkle upon my breast.
April, 1833.

OMEGA.

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ACADEMIE ROYAL DE MUSIQUE-WINDSOR CASTLE, ENGLAND.

ACADEMIE ROYAL DE MUSIQUE.

Such is the inappropriate name which now designates the grand French Opera House of the Rue Lepellitier. It is considered indeed as only a temporary Opera House, but is fitted up and supported on a scale of unrivalled magnificence, to which a tax on the gross receipts of all the other theatres of Paris is made to contribute: the management is in the hands of the Government.

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larged by his son Henry I., who encircled it with a wall, after erecting a chapel dedicated to king Edward, the confessor.

Though, inhabited frequently by succeeding kings, Windsor Castle did not attain to much grandeur until the birth of Edward III-the hero of Cressy-who destroyed the old fortress, with the exception of three towers at the West end, in the lower ward,-built the present fabric, and made it the seat of the noble Order of the Garter. Additions, improvents and alterations had been made in the building, from time to time, during succeeding reigns, particularly by the Henry's VII. and VIII. by Queens Mary and Elizabeth, and Charles. Superb repairs and beautifying proceedings have taken place in the reigns of George III, and IV.

The front, one hundred and eight feet in length, by sixty-four in height, is adorned with two perpendicular ranges of columns and nine arcades, having on the first floor a corresponding number of windows belonging to the saloon. The lower range of columns is of the Doric, the upper of the Ionic order. Above the whole, an entablature, with brackets, supports statues of The interesting points of the castle are the eight Muses, six feet and a half high: the entire Terrace, on the north side, made by Queen Elifaçade being considered as resembling Palladio's zabeth, and carried round the end and south celebrated portico of the cathedral of Vicenza. side, by Charles I.; the Round Tower, or Keep, The saloon, brilliantly fitted up with mirrors and and St. George's Chapel. The Terrace is lustres, occupies the whole length of the build-1,900 feet long, and is perhaps the finest promeing on the first floor, and the vestibule on the ground floor is of the same length. It is divided into a vestibule exterior, or d'attente twentyfive feet wide and the vestibule d' echange where the tickets are procured. On each side of the lotter is a staircase leading to the first tier of boxes, and the saloon. Other flights conduct from this part to the orchestra and upper part

of the house.

The interior is mainly occupied by four principal tiers of boxes, supported by Corinthian pillars, and finished in blue and gold: above the lunetta in the fifth tier. The house here measures from side to side sixty-six feet; the stage is in depth eighty-two, in width forty-two feet: beneath is an open space, thirty-two feet deep, for the play of the admirable scene-machinery. An elegant series of elliptic arches supports the dome: and the whole, when lighted up with gas, has a splendor of effect which it is impossible to describe in words.

nade in Europe. The prospect from it is thus described by the quaint but faithful Camden. The improvements since his time, however, in the prospect, will make his description applicable only to the country itself:

"For, from an high hill, which riseth with a gentle ascent, it commandeth a most delightful prospect round about; for right in the front, it overlooketh a vale, lying out far and wide, garnished with corn fields, flourishing with meadows, decked with groves on either side, and watered with the most mild and gentle River Thames. Behind it, arise mills everywhere, neither rough nor over high, attired as it were with woods, and even dedicated, as it were by nature, to hunting and game."

From the top of the Round Tower, the constable's residence, twelve counties may be plainly seen. Here the Earl of Surry was confined, and composed some of his most beautiful songs. Two chapels have been built on the site of the original one dedicated to the confessor-the last (St. George's-a splendid edifice,) by Edward IV. A large tomb-stone, intended by the ambitious Woolsey, as a receptacle for his remains, was converted, in 1810, into a Royal Cemetery.

Windsor Castle, though the residence of many monarchs, has only been the birth place of twoits founder Edward III. and the illl-fated Henry VII. It has ever been greatly renowned by the institution of the noble order of the Garter by Edward Ill. Its exact origin is unknown, but the power which it has embodied, and the ambition it has excited, are beyond estimation. Only one knight of that order was ever degraded-viz: Thomas Howard, Duke of Norfolk. He was accused of treason, and disgraced in Henry the VIII's time,-but was restored to the order by Queen Mary.

WINDSOR CASTLE, ENGLAND. There are few of our readers who have not often heard of the renowned stong-hold of British royalty, which is depicted in the present number. The historian and the poet, have recorded the deeds of its inmates, and arrayed before the imagination, its walls and its turrets, -its apartments, and groves, and gardens, until, like the Tower of London, they are familiar to Christendom. The muse of Shakespeare, of Gray, and numerous other bards of renown, may be said to have made these splendid demesnes a kind of public property, in which every reader, however remote, has an interest. A description of the castle, connected with the engraving, will therefore be deemed interesting and necessary. Windsor, or, as it was anciently called, Windelshora, is situated at the east end of the county of Berks, on the banks of the Thames. The The little park, on the east of the castle, is place was given to the Monastery of St. Soter at four miles in circumference. Harne's oak, the Westminster by Edward the Confessor. He kept tree immortalized by Shakspeare, which stood it but a short time,-William the Conqueror ex-in it, was cut down several years ago. The changing for it certain mansions and lands in Great Park now contains about 1800 acres in Essex, with the Abbot. William built a castle park only-the rest being arable land. The on the hills, which was afterwards much en-royal domain of the Forest is fifty-six miles in

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