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O'er all the scene a softened glow,
In liquid radiance seemed to flow,
Like moonshine on a field of snow,

And make a mimic day:

Then would I hail the thrilling sound,
Of Friendship's welcome tap,

For oft I sat in thought profound,
Marking the hours move slowly round,
In pensive stilness wrapt;

And, heedless of their silent flight,
I passed the stilly "noon of night,"
Or lost in fancy's waking dreams,
Pensive I mused o'er early scenes,
In glowing colours dyed;

And deep in friendship's hallowed shrine,
Recording Memory trac'd the line,

Which Time's fell power defy'd:
Oh! Time, as we move hand in hand,
Through winter drear, and summer bland,
Oh! stay thy ruin-marking wand,

Suspend thy toil awhile;

And grant me, as I dance along,
Melodious Bayley's moving song,
And Bensell's friendly smile.
Germantown.

LLEWELLYN.

FOR THE PORT FOLIO.

Verses written on beholding the miniature of Miss Mary C—, a lady whom the writer has never seen.

TO HER SISTER, MISS JULIA C-.

How beautiful this work of art!
So well portray'd it is, my heart

Concludes, the likeness true:
The artist with his subject fir'd
Has surely gaz'd till love inspir'd,

The picture that he drew.

And well might love impart his aid,
For in such eyes as thine, sweet maid,
The god is ever seen:

Proud to possess the fount of day,
He guides the heart-entrancing ray,
And lights the winning mein.

Painter, thou'st hit it to a hair,
The likeness must be good, for there
The sister's smile I see;

In truth thou hast her lovely cheeks,
Which blush so sweetly when she speaks,
In silver tones to me.

I fain would have a picture too;
Come, Julia, let me study you,
No fairer maid I know;
Behold all's ready; sit to me,
Th' impatient painter longs to see
The pictur'd Julia grow.

How vain the wish! weak youth, forbear!
Those beamy eyes, that magic air,

To paint them, ah! how vain!

I'll gaze no more; my heart now free,
Should long I feast my eyes on thee,
May be enchain'd again.

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TRANSLATED FOR THE PORT FOLIO.

THE little wanton god of love,

As whilom flutt'ring through a grove,

G.

Reproach'd the Spring: "Though now so gay "Thy glories soon shall fade away."

The Spring replied: "Thou purblind boy, "More fleeting far is all thy joy."

M. C.

FOR THE PORT FOLIO.

ORIGINAL EPIGRAM,

A STINGY fellow, 'tis no matter who,
Had, once upon a time," some work to do;
He told a man, they called him Sam, I think,
That if he'd do this job, he'd give him drink,
Such as could not in any place be sold,
For it was then exactly ten years old.

The work is done, the miser gives the dram,
"How old do you call dis Massa," says poor Sam,
"Ten years exactly,"-" Ten years!" in a rage
Says Sam, "He be damn little of his age."

K. D.

FOR THE PORT FOLIO.

On a beautiful young lady whose slippers were fastened with ribbands, tied in bows.

YOUR conquests, Amanda, must now be complete,
For I see you have prostrate two beaus at your feet.

NUPTIAL.

Why, man, she is mine own,

And I as rich, in having such a jewel,

As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl,

The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold,SHAKSPEARE,

MARRIED, at Rehoboth, Massachusetts, Mr. SIMEON MASON, of Swanzey, aged 74, to Miss EXPERIENCE BAKER, of Rehoboth, aged 79.

OBITUARY.

This is the bud of being, the dim dawn,
The twilight of our day, the vestibule.
Life's theatre as yet is shut, and Death,

Strong Death alone, can heave the massy bar,

This gross impediment of clay remove,

And make us, embryos of existence, free.DR. YOUNG,

DIED, on Monday, the 30th January, Mrs. WILLIAMINA BOND, widow of the late worthy Doctor PHINEAS BOND.

This venerable lady was eminently gifted with a strength of faculty, unimpaired by a very advanced age; and possessed a heart whose felicity it was to dispense every act of charity and good will.

Bereft of a most affectionate husband, and left with the care of a large family, in a season of much peril, she acquitted herself of the double charge which devolved upon her, in a manner to rivet the duty of her children, who revered her, and to excite the love and admiration of all who knew her.

Of a most delicate cast of mind, with a ready discernment of character, she was liberal in her opinions, and tender to the failings of humanity.

She was particularly distinguished by a cheerful and benign disposition; by a force of expression, and candour of sentiment, which secured the confidence even of strangers.

Regardless of all selfish views, she was ever, zealously, occupied in contributing to the happiness and comfort, or in ministering to the affliction of others.

Beneficent without ostentation, moral without display, a standard of rational virtue. Few have, so faithfully, performed their great task. None have, more scrupulously, discharged the best duties of life.

In the devout faith of a true Christian, she beheld the approach of Death, with the firm assurance of a life well spent; and closed a long career of usefulness, with a spirit, undiminished by the severity of a tedious illness, or the waste of fourscore years.

"No more sweet Patience, feigning, oft, relief,
"Lights thy sick eye, to lull thy children's grief;
"With tender art to save their anxious moan,

"No more thy bosom presses down its own;

"Now well-earned Peace is thine, and bliss secure :
"Theirs be the task of wo, the sorrowing tear."

On Friday the 24th Instant departed this life in the 48th year of her age, Mrs ELIZABETH PRICE, wife of Mr. Samuel Price, Merchant; and daughter of the late Dr. Robert Bass.

Beloved and respected by all who knew her, her death will long be lament. ed by an extensive circle of friends and acquaintance: for, being possessed

of those amiable qualities which give real value to the female character, her presence always exhilarated the social circle, relaxed the brow of care, soothed the sigh of sorrow, and solaced the murmur of misfortune...

A cultivated mind, a benevolent disposition, and a cheerful temper, indu ced that dignity of deportment, that affability and suavity of address, which never fail to command respect, and to captivate the affections.

The blameless tenor of a virtuous life enabled her to sustain the depre. dations of disease with Christian fortitude, and to receive the summons of death with Christian resignation.

"Heav'n gives us friends to bless the present scene ;
"Resumes them to prepare us for the next.
"Deaths stand like Mercuries in every way,

"And kindly point us to our journey's end."

Departed this life on Monday the 12th September last, after a short, but very severe illness, which she sustained with pious resignation, Mrs. Miriam Gratz, wife of Mr. Michael Gratz of this City. By the death of this exemplary lady her afflicted husband has lost a faithful and attentive partner, her family are bereaved of a tender and affectionate parent, and society of one of its most useful members. Her life exhibited the practice of every virtue. In adversity she was patient and cheerful, in prosperity she was humble and charitable; and always obedient to the will of heaven, she saw the approach of death with serenity and meekness, and met his cold embrace without a struggle. In contemplating the steadfast virtue which supported her at that awful moment we may all find reason to exclaim, "Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my latter end be like her's."

On the 10th Inst. departed this life, in the 74th year of his age, Mr. HENRY WARD PIERCE; and on Monday his remains were interred in ChristChurch Burial Ground. Mr. Pierce was a native of Caril county, in the then province of Maryland. Before the revolution he resided at his patrimonial farm on the banks of Chesapeake, and held an appointment in the Magistracy. For several years past he has spent his time in this city, in the ease and retirement of private life.

If a temper cheerful and contented, a heart kind and benevolent, a mind polished, and the correct manners of a gentleman, can endear the memory of any man to his relations and acquaintances, the deceased will certainly be recollected with no common portion of affection and regret, for some years

to come.

The Price of The Port Folio is Six Dollars per annum.

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