...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...

...memory 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...

...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...

...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...

...station-house, near Tramore, distant about two miles. A CUTTER ON THE LOOK-OUT. BY WW FYFE, ESQ. FH ss A. &C. Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory;...when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. PERCT BISIHE SHELLEY I. As when, in dreams, a sense of odours wakes us, Or gathering fresh flowers...

...skill, Tis but the poisoning of a dart, Too apt before to kill. IDEM LATINE. TO ERINNA. Music, when soil voices die, Vibrates in the memory ; Odours, when...when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. SHELLEY. SUPER R1VULOS AQUA RUM. Casimir Epigram : Lib. I. 20. Errabam nuper vitreas prope Thybridos...

...Too apt before to kill. IDEM LATINE. TO ERINNA. Vibrates in the memory ; Music, when soft voices die, Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the...the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed ; Love itself shall slumber on. And so thy thoughts, when tliou art gone, SHELLEY. SUPER RIVULOS AQUA...