...engraven. Girt by many an azure wave With which the clouds and mountains pave A lake's blue chasm. TO Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory—...when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. TIME. UNFATHOMABLE Sea! whose waves are years, Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep woe Are brackish...

...Of hopes and fears, which fade and flee In the light of life's dim morning. November 5th, 1817. TO. Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose Icaxcs, whon the rose is dead, A re heaped for the beloved's bed ; And >o thy thoughts, when thoii...

...that occasioned it, but will live in our own breasts, and in the recollection of others long after. ' Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken.' JAMES FITZJAMES. HAS I. AN CHE RAY. THE HERO OF CIRCAS8IA. A NOTIC E of this interesting personage,...

...memory yet." The pieces, that call to mind Beaumont and Fletcher, are such as the following : — " Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. " Rose-leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap'd for the beloved's bed ; And so thy thoughts, when...

...sweet violeta sicken, Uve within the seme they quicken. Rose-leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap'd ion ; men are held by it as by a spell. líe has travelled much; and there is an ine »lumber on. TIME. vfiTHOMABLE Sea '. whose wave» are years, Orean of Time, whose waters of deep woe...

...manner. We may append, in conclusion, Shelley's own lines: ' Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates on the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, •Live within the sense they quicken. THE BOOK OF DAYS. DISSOLUTION OT WALSISGHAM PBIORT. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Aie heaped...

...Girt by many an azure wave With which the clouds and mountains pive A lake's blue chasm. TO Mussc, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours,...thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumher on. TIME. UNFATHOMABLE Sea ! whose waves arc .vears, Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep woe...

...passages, of whose exquisite beauty she has evidently not the slightest comprehension. She commences with "Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken." " Sicken" is here italicized ; and the author of the lt Poetry of Life" thinks the word so undeniably...

...liberty " staring," are suftiVOL. I. O ciently absurd to destroy the sublimity of the poem. To . •' Music, when soft voices die, ' ' Vibrates in the memory — " Odours, when sweet violets tiekea. " Live within the sense they quicken." A DIRGE. « * » • » " Ere the sun through heaven...

...the earth, And the moon-beams kiss the sea, What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me ? Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory...violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose-leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap'd for the beloved's bed ; And so thy thoughts, when thou...