And coming in, and to him was revealed

The spirit of the Omnipotent, through thy waste
Of wild and pathless waters!

Man doth know

The risings and the settings of the sun,—
But thee he knows not; thy unbounded space
Baffles his best imaginings; he shrinks
From thy stupendous billows! he recoils
At the unrivall'd grandeur of thy floods,
And, in himself, seems nothing! Sweet it is
To pace thy shores, when the rich breezes waft
The odours of bright summer on thy blue
And tranquil surface. Sweet it is to see
Thy azure circlets kiss the pendent flow'rs
That cluster round them; but 'tis sweeter yet
To see the sun-god plunge into thy depths,
And hallow them with his unquenchable light.
His shrine is in thy waters! he ascends-
And navigates the vast expanse of heaven:
With burning tints he gilds the opal clouds,
And then, behind thy verge of chrystal, sinks
Into repose! Oh, mighty Ocean, thou
Art a sublime unfathomable thing!
Existence looks up to thee as a type
Of the great cause of thy infinity!!
Deal.

REGINALD AUGUSTINE.

THE ART OF LIVING HAPPILY.

Observe, inviolably, truth in your words, and integrity in your actions. Accustom yourself to temperance, and be master of your passions. Be not too much out of humour with the world; but remember it is a world of God's creating; and, however sadly it is marred with wickedness and folly, yet you have found in it more comforts than calamities-more civilities than affronts-more instances of kindness towards you than cruelty. Try to spend your time usefully, both to yourself and others. Never make an enemy, nor lose a friend unnecessarily. Cultivate such an habitual cheerfulness of mind, and evenness of temper, as not to be ruffled by trivial inconveniences and crosses. Be ready to heal breaches in friendship, and to make up differences; and shun litigation

yourself as much as possible; for he is an ill calculator that does not perceive that one amicable settlement is better than two lawsuits. Be it rather your ambition to acquit yourself well in your proper station, than to rise above it. Despise not small honest gains, and do not risk what you have, on the delusive prospect of sudden riches. If you are in a comfortable, thriving way, keep in it, and abide your own calling rather than run the chance of another. In a word, mind to use the world as not abusing it," and probably you will find as much comfort in it as is most fit for a frail being, who is merely journeying through it toward an immortal abode.

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By strictly observing the foregoing maxims, or rules of action, they might be found to go far towards increasing the happiness, or at least diminishing the inquietudes and miseries of life, to which so great a portion of mankind, chiefly by their own folly, are victims.

LONG LIFE TO THE SHAMROCK AND
ANGLESEA, BOYS.

A NATIONAL AIR.

Inscribed to the Marquis of Anglesea, Lord Lieut. of Ireland.

BY FREDERICK TYRRELL, ESQ.

Welcome to Erin! the green isle of ocean;
Welcome the hero who laurels has won ;
Welcome the man who will quell each emotion
Of rancour that long in our bosoms were sown :
Then push round the whiskey, and let us rejoice;
Long life to the Shamrock and Anglesea, boys!
Down, down with dis-union-the foul blot no more
Shall mar the fair prospects on Erin unfurl'd ;
The tidings shall sound from our sea-beaten shore,
Throughout every part of the civilized world:
Then push round the whiskey, and let us rejoice;.
Long life to the Shamrock and Anglesea, boys!
Dissentions shall cease, and our trade shall revive,
The poor shall find work, and each heart shall be glad;
The rose and the shamrock together shall thrive,
And exile from want no more hearts shall make sad :
Then push round the whiskey, and let us rejoice;
Long life to the Shamrock and Anglesea, boys!

PLEASURE AND PAIN.

"Nature hath framed strange fellows in her times."

How often are pain and pleasure strangely blended in the life and constitution of man! It is no new or uncommon feeling to experience pain from one source, and pleasure from another, at the same moment, and to be nearly as much affected by the one as the other sensation; yet there is generally a material difference. Joy can never have its full and just sway in the bosom of man, let there be ever so much other cause, if pain and anxiety are residents there with her. We are more ready to anticipate evil than good-to look for greater troubles than there is a probability of our being compelled to meet with, and to suffer these anticipations, which ever fall short of our fears in the accomplishment, to cast a gloom over our nature and feelings, which no instance of good fortune or prosperity can entirely remove, while our forebodings of future calamities remain undissipated by their non-appearance. As long, therefore, as we are not entirely free from anxiety and trouble, we cannot indulge the proportion of happiness we should be justified in doing, from the nature and extent of the benefits possessed. The mind will ruminate on its troubles and sorrows, whether present or in prospect, and this reflection will moderate, if not imbitter, the pleasures we should otherwise experience. There is a blessing, however, concealed in this restraint. Were we left to the full enjoyment of exhilerating pleasures, unshackled by cares of the past, present, or future moment, to what excesses might not our passions and feelings lead us! how much beyond the point they were designed to afford us, amusement, might they not carry us, and how forgetful of their giver, might they not render us! It is wisdom, then, that we should have the restraint of present troubles, or fears of future trials, imposed on our feelings, to prohibit them from being too buoyant and lifted above their strength, and to enable us, when distresses in reality overtake us, to be the better prepared, from having before experienced their power, to meet them with becoming firmness. It is well, too, that we have some enjoyments allowed us when bereaved of others, that will blunt and smooth the edge of the latter's bitterness, and encourage us to persevere in bearing up against