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5. But as soon as approaching the land,
That goddess-like woman he view'd,
The scourge he let fall from his hand,
With blood of his subjects imbued.
I saw him both sicken and die,
And the moment the monster expir'd,
Heard shouts that ascended the sky,
From thousands with rapture inspir'd.
6. Awaking, how could I but muse,
At what such a dream should betide ?
But soon my ear caught the glad news,
Which serv'd my weak thought for a guide;
That Britannia, renown'd o'er the waves,
For the hatred she ever has shown
To the black-sceptred rulers of slaves,
Resolves to have none of her own.

Cowper.

REAL SORROWS.
A SKETCH FROM LIFE.

"He best can paint them, who can feel them most."
4. "Tis not the loud, obstreperous grief,
That rudely clamours for relief-
"Tis not the querulous lament,
In which impatience seeks a vent-
'Tis not the soft, pathetic style,
Which aims our pity to beguile ;
That can to truth's keen eye impart
The "real sorrows" of the heart!

2.No ! 'tis the tear in secret shed
Upon the starving infant's head;
The sigh, that would not be repress'd,
Breath'd on the faithful partner's breast
The bursting heart, the imploring eye,
To Heav'n uprais'd in agony,
With starts of desultory prayer,
While hope is quenching in despair;
The throbbing temple's burning pain,
While phrenzy's fiend usurps the brain,
These are the traits, no art can borrow,
Of genuine suffering and sorrow!

N.Y. Spectator 

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In 1304, A.A when travelling in Virginia, stopped with her companions in the woods to refresh themselves and horses. After taking her portion, and drinking some water from a brook, she took a solitary walk, when a circumstance occurred which gave rise to the following reflections;-

1. PENSIVE,lonely, while I wander'd,
Dark Virginia's woods among;
Soon I heard the thrilling locust,
Stood and listen'd to its song.

2. When the sound of human footsteps,
Soft approaching caught my ear,
Quick I started, looked around me,
Lo! a black boy stood so near

3.He from cold could ne'er be shelter'd,
By his garments ragg'd and bare,
Yet his looks bespoke good nature,
With a smile as wild as air.

4. And is this the land of Freedom?
Soon my throbbing heart rejoin'd,
While the poor afflicted Negroes
Still in fetters hard they bind.

5.Sad disgrace to human nature,
And must England bear a part?
Cast away the shameful traffic,
Prove thou hast a feeling heart;

6.That arous'd by thy example,
Columbia too may break the chain,
Nor the mournful sons of Afric,
Longer curse your lust of gain.

EZRA DARBY, a man of amiable character and manners, was a member of Congress from New-Jersey, and died at Washington in the year 1809. The following lines were found in his pocket after his death.

1. THE winds sweeping over the hills,
With winter incessantly blow;
Ice binds up the rivers and rills,
Earth whitens herself with the snow.

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