And everlasting si'lence ? | Yet the eye
May read, and understand. | The hand of God
Has written legibly what man may know,
The glory of the Maker. | There it shines,
Ineffable, i unchangeable; I and man, I
Bound to the surface of this pigmy globe, |
May know, and ask no more.

In other days,
When death shall give the encumber'd spirit wings,
Its range shall be extended ; l it shall roam,
Perchance, | amongst those vast, mysterious spheres,
Shall pass from orb to orb, I and dwell in each',
Familiar with its children, — i learn their laws,
And share their state', / and study, and adore
The infinite varieties of bliss,
And beauty, I by the hand of Power Divine, I
Lavish'd on all its works.

Eternity
Shall thus roll on with ever fresh delight'; /
No pause of pleasure, or improve ment ; | world
On world I still opening to the instructed mind |
An unexhausted u'niverse, I and time
But adding to its glories; / while the soul, I
Advancing ever to the Source of light,
And all perfection, I lives', adores', and reigns', |
In cloudless knowledge, pu'rity, and bliss. 1

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PERPETUAL ADORATION.

(MOORE.).
The turf shall be my fragrant shrine ; |
My temple, Lord, that arch' of thine ; 1
My censer's breath, the mountain airs', !
And silent thoughts, my only pray,ers. I
My choir shall be the moonlight waves', /
When murmuring homeward to their caves. ;

• Un-égz-håst'èd ; not ån-égz-zast'éd.

Or when the stillness of the sea', I
E'en more than music breathes of thee.. I
I'll seek, by day, some glade unknown', /
All light, and silence, like thy throne. ; |
And the pale stars shall be, at night', 1
The only eyes that watch my rite. I
Thy heaven, on which 't is bliss to look', 1
Shall be my pure, and shining book,
Where I shall read, in words of flame', /
The glories of thy wondrous name. I
I'll read thy anger in the rack
That clouds awhile the day-beam's track. ; ||
Thy mercy, in the azure hue |
Of sunny bright'ness, breaking through.
There's nothing bright, above', belowi,
From flowers that bloom', to stars that glow,
But in its light my soul can see
Some feature of thy Deity!!
There's nothing dark, below', above', /
But in its gloom I trace thy love ; |
And meekly wait that moment, when |
Thy touch' shall turn all bright again. I

SCENE FROM PIZARRO.

(KOTZEBUE.)
Pizarro and DAVILLA in conversation.

[Enter Gomez.]
Piz. How now, Gomez!) what bring'est thou ? ||

Gum. On yonder hill, among the palm-trees, I we have surprised an old cacique* : | escape by flight he coula not, I and we seized him, and his attendant un

• Kås-sek', a prince, or nobleman, among the Indians.

resisting; I yet his lips breathed nought but bitterness, and scorn. Piz. Drag him before us. I

(Gomez leaves the tent, and returns, conducting ORO.

ZEMBO, and attendants, in chains, guarded.)

What art' thou, stran ger? |

Oro. First tell me which among you, I is the cap'tain of this band of robbers.

Piz. Ha'!
Dav. Mad'man! | tear out his tongue,' or else —
Oro. Thou ’lt hear some truth.

Dav. (showing his poignard.) Shall I not plunge this into his heart'?

Oro. (to Pizarro.) Does your army boast many such heroes as this: ? |

Piz. Audacious! | This insolence has sealed thy doom : / die thou shalt', grey-headed ruffian. | But first confess what thou knowest.

Oro. I know that which thou hast just assured' me of — | that I shall die. I

Piz. Less audacity, perhaps, I might have preserved thy life.

Oro. My life is as a withered tree': ' it is not worth preserving. I

Piz. Hear me, old man. | Even now', we march against the Peruvian army. ! We know there is a secret path I that leads to your strong-hold among the rocks, : guide us to that', / and name thy reward. | If wealth be thy wish —

Oro. Ha! ha! ha!
Piz. Dost thou despise my offer?|

Oro. Thee, and thy offer. | Wealth, ! | I have the wealth of two dear gallant sons'; \ I have stored in heav''n, the riches which repay good actions here'; and still my chiefest treasure do I bear about me.

Piz. What is that, ? | Inform me. !

Oro. I will ; ; for it never can be thine - | the trea sure of a pure, unsullied conscience. i

Piz. I believe there is no other Peruvian who dares speak as thou dost. I

Oro. Would I could believe there is no other Spån. iard who dares act as thou' dost. /

Gom. Obdurate Pagan! | How numerous is your army?

Oro. Count the leaves of yonder forest. I
Duv. Which is the weakest part of your camp ? |

Oro. It has' no weak part ; l on every side 't is fortified by justice. |

Piz. Where have you concealed your wives, and children? |

Oro. In the hearts of their husbands, and their fathers.

Piz. Knowest thou Alonzo ? |

Oro. Know him? | Alonzo ? | Know him ? | Our nation's benefactor! | The guardian angel of Peru.!!

Piz. By what has he merited that title? ||
Oro. By not resembling thee.

Dav. Who is this Rola, joined with Alonzo in command, ?1

Oro. I will answer that ; 1 for I love to hear, and to repeat the hero's name. | Rolla, the kinsman of the king, is the idol of our army; ' in war, a ti ger, chafed by the hunter's spear ; in peace, ! more gentle than the unweaned lamb. | Cora was once betrothed to him ; but finding that she preferred Alonzo, i he resigned his claim, i and, I fear, his peace', to friendship, and to Cora's hap'piness; 1 yet still he loves her with a pure, and holy fire.

Piz. Roman tic savage! | I shall meet this Rolla soon'.

Oro. Thou hadst better not. — | The terrors of his noble eye would strike thee dead. /

Dav. Silence! or trem ble!!

Oro. Beard less robber! | I never yet have trembled before man':'why should I tremble before thee, I thou less than man!

Dav Another word, audacious heathen, and I strike. ;

Oro. Strike', Christian! | Then boast among thy fellows - | I too have murdered a Peruvian !! Dav. Vengeance seize thee!

(Stabs him Piz. Hold ! Dav. Couldsi thou longer have endured his insults? | Piz. And therefore should he die untortured ?

Oro. True! | Observe, young man', / your unthinking rashness | has saved me from the rack' ; and you yourself have lost the opportunity of a useful lesson :/ you might have seen with what cruelty | vengeance would have inflicted torments — , and with what pa. tience | virtue would have borne them. I

(OROZEMBO is borne off, dying. Piz. Away'! - Davilla, if thus rash a second time —

Dav. Forgive the hasty indignation which —

Piz. No more'. | Unbind that trembling wretch : 1 let him depart'; 't is well he should report the mercy i which we show to insolent defiance. i Hark! | Our guard, and guides approach. ' (Soldiers march through the tents.

Follow me, friends! | Each shall have his post as. signed ; l and ere Peruvia's god shall sink beneath the main, I the Spanish banners, bathed in blood, , shall Aoat above the walls of vanquished Quito." ||

MARINER'S HYMN.

(MRS. SOUTHEY.)
Launch thy bark', Mariner! |

Christian, God speed thee! |
Let loose the rudder-bands - i

Good angels lead, thee! |
Set thy sails wa'rily, I

Tempesis will come ; !
Steer thy course steadily, i
Christian, steer home!|

· Keto