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bring over one bale of cotton. The real inconveniences of non-recognition begin when the time for recognition has arrived; when the cessation of the contest leaves the energies of the nation free for trade, and diplomatic intercourse is required in the interests of commerce. When that time arrives, the valor, the skill, the self-denial, and the patriotism displayed in the formation of the Confederate States, will command a favorable hearing for their claim to be admitted into the community of nations. The claim will be allowed, as it ought to be allowed, not only for the protection and regulation of our own interests, which, protected or unprotected, must be affected by the new State, but also for two more cogent reasons - in order not to leave any civilized nation without the pale, and therefore only partially under the influence, of the public opinion of other nations; and in order to follow the great principle of acknowledging facts. But no Englishman, I should hope, can feel for the Confederate States the smallest enthusiasm. Most of us believe that the world will gain by a division of the overgrown empire of the United States. Many of us anticipate that the cause of negro emancipation will also gain. Very few have any faith in the anti-slavery professions of the

North, nor has our faith been strengthened by the late proclamation. On the other hand, it is impossible not to think that the negro population will occupy a stronger position in relation to their masters, when those masters are no longer supported, as hitherto, by the moral and physical power derived from union with the North. The greater facilities for escape on a long frontier, and the jealousy with which the North will watch the South, must tend to improve their condition. There is no inclination among us to underrate the difficulties of emancipation; for the security of the State it should be gradual; we should hail a step towards freedom-the slightest advance from slavery to serfdom. But no such prospect is held out by the statesmen of the South. Slavery is put forward as a fundamental institution. The English minister to whose lot it may fall to make the recognition, after recording his admiration of the struggle thus crowned with success, will have to add, that England would be false to her traditions if she could welcome with heartiness a State which, at the moment of its entrance into the community of nations, openly professes principles solemnly condemned by the whole Christian world.

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"USING the plausibility of large and indefinite words to defend himself at such a distance as may hinder the eye of common judgment from all distinct view and examination of his reasoning."MILTON, Eckonoclastes.

Of the two, give us the narrow-minded man, who fancies that he severely reasons with Aristotle, rather than the muddle-brained one, who conceives that he sublimely speculates with Plato.

"COMELY Courtesy,

That unto every person knew her part." -SPENSER, Faerie Queen.

It is only the greatest and truest poets that can keep the metal warm while these touches are given. There may be extreme delicacy and finish, but there will always be a perceptible stiffness when the fire has gone out before the work is It is easy enough dealing with those who are ended. Compare with this wonderful second clearly our superiors, inferiors, or equals. By line of Pope the parallels in Thomson's Liberty: far the nicest touchstone of conduct is our bear"With the cool touches of judicious toiling towards those whom we conceive to be slightTheir rapid genius curbing ;" ly our inferiors.

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POETRY.-Our First Lost, 386. Aurora Borealis, 386. Song of the Copperhead, 430. The Saviour's Knowledge, 431. Our One Life, 431. At the Last, 431. The Earth is full of Thy Riches, 432. Longings, 432. Left on the Battle-field, 432.

SHORT ARTICLES.-Aeronauts, 420.

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bring over one bale of cotton. The real in- North, nor has our faith been strengthened conveniences of non-recognition begin when by the late proclamation. On the other hand, the time for recognition has arrived; when it is impossible not to think that the negro the cessation of the contest leaves the energies population will occupy a stronger position in of the nation free for trade, and diplomatic relation to their masters, when those masters intercourse is required in the interests of com- are no longer supported, as hitherto, by the merce. When that time arrives, the valor, moral and physical power derived from union the skill, the self-denial, and the patriotism with the North. The greater facilities for displayed in the formation of the Confederate escape on a long frontier, and the jealousy States, will command a favorable hearing for with which the North will watch the South, their claim to be admitted into the commu- must tend to improve their condition. There nity of nations. The claim will be allowed, is no inclination among us to underrate the as it ought to be allowed, not only for the difficulties of emancipation; for the security protection and regulation of our own inter- of the State it should be gradual; we should ests, which, protected or unprotected, must hail a step towards freedom - the slightest be affected by the new State, but also for two advance from slavery to serfdom. But no more cogent reasons in order not to leave such prospect is held out by the statesmen of any civilized nation without the pale, and the South. Slavery is put forward as a funtherefore only partially under the influence, damental institution. The English minister of the public opinion of other nations; and to whose lot it may fall to make the recogniin order to follow the great principle of ac- tion, after recording his admiration of the knowledging facts. But no Englishman, I struggle thus crowned with success, will have should hope, can feel for the Confederate to add, that England would be false to her States the smallest enthusiasm. Most of us traditions if she could welcome with heartibelieve that the world will gain by a division of the overgrown empire of the United States. Many of us anticipate that the cause of negro emancipation will also gain. Very few have any faith in the anti-slavery professions of the

ness a State which, at the moment of its entrance into the community of nations, openly professes principles solemnly condemned by the whole Christian world.

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and Milton's in Thy Apology for Smectymnus: "Such a subject as the publishing thereof might be delayed at pleasure, and time enough to pencil it over with all the curious touches of

And many a love ditty has shown how admirably all three characters are combined in the com-art, even to the perfection of a faultless picture." poser.

"GRIEF framed in numbers never is so fierce : For he tames grief that fetters it in verse."

-DONNE.

But let us remember that elsewhere Milton demands for poetry, that it should be also "simple, sensuous, passionate."

"USING the plausibility of large and indefinite words to defend himself at such a distance as may

The elegiac poet is like the Eolian harp, that hinder the eye of common judgment from all dismoulds the bitter night-wind into music.

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tinct view and examination of his reasoning."MILTON, Eckonoclastes.

Of the two, give us the narrow-minded man, who fancies that he severely reasons with Aristotle, rather than the muddle-brained one, who conceives that he sublimely speculates with Plato.

"COMELY Courtesy,

It is only the greatest and truest poets that can keep the metal warm while these touches are given. There may be extreme delicacy and finish, That unto every person knew her part." but there will always be a perceptible stiffness -SPENSER, Faerie Queen. when the fire has gone out before the work is It is easy enough dealing with those who are ended. Compare with this wonderful second clearly our superiors, inferiors, or equals. By line of Pope the parallels in Thomson's Liberty: far the nicest touchstone of conduct is our bear"With the cool touches of judicious toiling towards those whom we conceive to be slightTheir rapid genius curbing ;” ly our inferiors.

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POETRY.-Our First Lost, 386. Aurora Borealis, 386. Song of the Copperhead, 430. The Saviour's Knowledge, 431. Our One Life, 431. At the Last, 431. The Earth is full of Thy Riches, 432. Longings, 432. Left on the Battle-field, 432.

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For Six Dollars a year, in advance, remitted directly to the Publishers, the LIVING AGE will be punctually forwarded free of postage.

Complete sets of the First Series, in thirty-six volumes, and of the Second Series, in twenty volumes, handsomely bound, packed in neat boxes, and delivered in all the principal cities, free of expense of freight, are for sale at two dollars a volume.

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OUR FIRST LOST.

SIT close beside me, dearest wife;

We are together, if alone; The dew upon the bloom of life

Is gathered, and the bloom is gone; And part of us is in the grave,

And part is in the heaven above; But stronger is the tie we have

In mingled cords of grief and love.

Sit very near, and let me dry

This tear that trickles down thy cheek, And this that trembles in thine eye;

For it is time that we should speak: The choking stupor of the hour

Is past, when weeping was relief ; Now yield thee to a gentler powerThe tender memory of grief.

Let's talk of her-our little one

Who walks above the milky way, Arrayed in glory like the sun

That lightens the eternal day; The little gift that we did make

To God, by whom the boon was givenHe wished it, deeming she would take

Our hearts away with her to heaven.
Remember that sweet time when hope
Sat brooding o'er its future joy,
And low, fond laughter wakened up
With bets upon a girl or boy;
And little caps, in secret sewn,

Were hid in many a quiet nook:
You knew the secret to be known,
Yet hid them with a guilty look.

Remember all the gush of thought
When first upon your arm she lay,
And all the pain was all forgot,

And all the fears were smiled away;
And looking on her helplessness

Awakened strong resolve in you,
And mother-love and tender grace;
And all was beautiful and new.

For you were sure, a week before,
That you should never live to sec
A baby laughing on the floor,

Or placid lying on the knee,
Or laid on my ungainly hand
That always feared to let her slip,
Or held up, with a fond command,
For pressure of a father's lip.

Oh, sweet bud flowering dewy bright

To crown our love's rejoicing stem! Oh, great eyes wondering in their light, With long dark lashes fringing them! And over these the forehead broad,

And then her full and parted lips, And rounded chin, meet for a god, And pink shells on her finger-tips!

Oh, beautiful her life! and we

Were just too full of happiness: As dewy flowers hang droopingly,

O'erburdened with the weight of bliss,

And, fearful lest the treasure spill,
Close up their petals to the light,
So we forgot all, good or ill,

To clasp to us that dear delight.
Remember how we noted all

Her little looks and winning ways,
And how she let her eyelids fall
As I was wont in wooing days,
And held her little finger up

In curious mimicry of mine;
But when the smile was on her lip,
Lo! all the beaming face was thine.
Oh, say not she was only seen,

Like song-bird lighting on the tree,
A moment, while the leaves were green,
Filling the boughs with melody,
And then, when hope arose serene,
She left us sadder than before;
And better she had never been,

Than leave us stricken to deplore.

And was it nothing then to feel

A mother's love, and do her part, While soft hands o'er the bosom steal,

And soft cheeks press against the heart? Nay, let us kneel together, love,

And bow the head, and kiss the rod;
We gave an heir to heaven above,
A child to praise the Christ of God.
He would have infant trebles ringing
The glories of the great I AM;
He would have childish voices singing
The hallelujahs of the Lamb;
And shall we faint in grief's desire
Because this grace to us is given,

To have a babe amid the choir
White-robed around the throne of heaven?
We had a joy unto us given

Transcending any earthly pleasance;
We had a messenger from heaven;
Let us be better for her presence.
Our mother earth where she is laid
Is dearer to my heart for her :
We have such kindred with the dead,
The very grave is lightsomer.

-Good Words.

AURORA BOREALIS.

ORWELL

'Tis midnight, and the world is hushed in sleep;
Distant and dim the Southern mountains lie;
The stars are sparkling in the cloudless sky;
And hollow murmurs issue from the deep,
Which, like a mother, sings unto the isles.
Sure, spirits are abroad! Behold! the North
Like a volcano glares; and starting forth,
Red streaks, like Egypt's pyramids in files-
Lo! Superstition, pallid and aghast,

Starts to his lattice, and beholds in fear,
Noiseless, the fiery legions, thronging fast,
Portending rapine and rebellion near.
For well he knows, that dark futurity
Throws forward fiery shadows on the sky.
D. M. MOIR.

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