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“ Bees may now be seen in the garden, culling their various sweets, with never-ceasing industry, and seizing every hour of sunshine and of mild weather to pursue their task of collecting materials for their honied condiment, so grateful to the palate of man."
BRIEF ASTRONOMICAL NOTICES,
FOR MARCH, 1822.. “On the 24th, the crescent of the Moon is seen for above two hours after sun-set in the west, forming, with Saturn and Jupiter under the three first stars of the Ram, a striking appearance; and she will evidently have passed above them before her next appearance. On the 25th, Jupiter and Saturn are seen below her, and she has moved rapidly from them.
Mercury is in his inferior conjunction on the 8th, and consequently after that time a morning star, and before it too near the Sun for observations. On the 21st, he is stationary.
“ Venus is in her inferior conjunction on the 10th, too near the Sun before that time to be noticed, and after it she becomes a morning-star. On the 30th she is stationary, her motion being retrograde to that time. Her great northern latitude enables her, notwithstanding the unfavourableness of the position of the ecliptic, to fappear much earlier after she has passed the conjunction, than she would otherwise have done ; for in nine days after the conjunction, she is above an hour and a quarter abore the horizon before sun-rise.
“ Mars is on the meridian at ten minutes past eleven at night on the ist, and at nineteen minutes past nine on the 25th.
" Jupiter is an evening star. Below him is Saturn, and his distance from this planet is continually increasing. “ Saturn and Herschel are evening stars."
AN ADDRESS TO A SNOW-DROP.
Meekly bow'd in lowly dell,
The flowers that deck the green hill's side,
As thus, in some low vale, to see,
The Harebell, with its cup of blue,
At the early peep of day;
Or bloom about his silent cell,
The ivy twines with close embrace,
The Rose, in nature's charms array'd,
Its sweets on early zephyrs borne
Or when some lover's heart is gay,
May, haply, deck his blooming bride,-
But, О sweet flower, not all their hues,
Cradled in the angry storm,
Thus ere the storms of life are past,
And points to realms beyond the grave,
LINES (Written by a Young Person on her recent Separation from affectionate
Relatives.) FAREWELL to the pleasures I lately have known,
To each social endearing delight; As a swift winged arrow those pleasures are flown,
And have scarce left a trace of their flight.
For me, I no longer my head may recline
Serene on a Mother's fond breast;
No more on his bosom caress'd.
Which on earth no enjoyment must know,
And the joys of religion bestow.
Like the fair fading blossoms of spring ;
They die while their beauty we sing. But, oli! there are joys of more permanent kind,
That bloom in the regions above;
As the flowers amaranthine of love.
And banish their sighs from my breast;
And secure in his promises rest.
EPITAPH ON LAWRENCE POLWHELE,
Escap'd from sin and care ;
Such sainted children share.
66 These ransom'd babes of grace ;
In Heaven my Father's face.”
Earth's little strangers bear :
Thine angel greets thee there.
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