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2. He heard the snorting camel near,
And lost all consciousness in fear.
He plunged not in the shaft, but crept,
And hanging 'neath the brink he kept.
A blackberry bush its bed had found
Within the gaping fissures round;
Hereto the driver firmly clung,
While loud his doleful wailings rung.

3. He look'd on high, and lo! he saw
Above his head the camel's jaw,
About to seize him as his prize.
Then in the well he cast his eyes;
A dragon' on the ground he saw,
That gaped' with fearful, yawning jaw
His prey there ready to devour,
When it should fall into his power.
Thus hovering between the two,
Another evil met his view.

4 Where in the stony fracture hung
The bush's roots, to which he clung,
He saw two mice within the crack,-
The one was white, the other black.
He saw the black one and the white,
How they the roots alternate3 bite.
They gnaw'd, and pull'd, and dug around,
And tore from off the roots the ground.
When he the crumbling earth espies,
On high the dragon casts his eyes,
To see how soon, with load and all,
The bush, torn by the roots, would fali.
5. The man with anxious terror quail'd,
Besieged, surrounded, and assail'd,
While in this doleful situation,

Look'd round in vain for his salvation.

'Dråg on, a winged serpent. Gåped, yawned; opened wide the mouth. Altern' ate, by turns; one after the other.-Quailed (kwåld), sunk from fear; failed in spirits.

LIFE AND DEATH.

And as around he cast his eyes,
A little nodding branch he spies,
With berries ripe, nor did he feign
His lustful longing to restrain.

6. No more the camel's rage

he saw,

Nor in the gulf the dragon's jaw;

No more the mice that gnaw'd the root,
When he beheld the luscious fruit.
He let the amel rage on high,
The dragon watch with lustful eye,
The mice gnaw at the bush's root,
While greedily he seized the fruit.
Right good he deem'd them to appease
His cravings, and he pluck'd at ease;
And thus his fear, his doleful lot,
Were in the juicy sweets forgot.

7. "Who is the fool," methinks I hear
Thee ask, "who thus forgets his fear?"
Know then, O friend, that man art thou!
But take the explanation now :—
The dragon lurking on the ground,
Is death's grim yawning' gulf profound;
The threatening camel standing there
Is life's anxiety and care:

"Tis you who gasp, 'twixt life and death,
Upon the world's green bush for breath.

3. The two that, gnawing at the tree,
Shall soon the bush, as well as thee,
Deliver to the dragon's might,

The mice, their names are day and night
Conceal'd, the black one gnaws away
From evening to the dawn of day,
The white one gnaws, and undermines,
From morn until the sun declines.

And 'midst these horrors and alarms,
Thou lusteth for the berries' charms,

1 Yawn' ing, opening.

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Forgetting camel, life's distress,
And dragon death in the abyss,
As well as mice, the night and day,
And dost alone attention pay
To snatching berries, as they peep

From out the grave's dark fissures' deep.

FROM THE GERMAN OF RÜCKERT.

95. CHILDREN.

"HEAVEN lies about us in our infancy," says Wordsworth.

And who of us that is not too good to be conscious of his own vices, has not felt rebuked and humbled under the clear and open countenance of a child?-who that has not felt his impurities foul upon him in the presence of a sinless child? These feelings make the best lesson that can be taught a man ; and tell him in a way, which all else he has read or heard never could, how paltry is all the show of intellect compared with a pure and good heart. He that will humble himself and go to a child for instruction, will come away a wiser man.

2. If children can make us wiser, they surely can make us better. There is no one more to be envied than a good-natured man watching the workings of children's minds, or overlooking their play. Their eagerness, curious about every thing, making out by a quick imagination what they see but a part of their fanciful combinations and magic irventions, creating out of ordinary circumstances and the common things which surround them, strange events and little ideal3 worlds, and these all working in mystery to form matured thought, is study enough for the most acute minds, and should teach us, also, not too officiously to regulate what we so little understand.

3. The still musing and deep abstraction in which they sometimes sit, affect us as a playful mockery of older heads. These little philosophers have no foolish system, with all its

'Fissures (fish' yerz), openings; cracks.-' William Wordsworth, the distinguished English poet, born April 7th, 1770, and died April 23d, 1850. I de' al, imaginary. Ab stråc' tion, deep thought, causing disregard or forgetfulness of things around us.

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pride and jargon,' confusing their brains. Theirs is the natural movement of the soul, intense with new life and busy after truth, working to some purpose, though without a noise.

4. When children are lying about seemingly idle and dull, we, who have become case-hardened by time and satiety, forget that they are all sensation, that their outstretched bodies are drinking in from the common sun and air, that every sound is taken note of by the ear, that every floating shadow and passing form come and touch at the sleepy eye, and that the little circumstances and the material world about them make their best school, and will be the instructors and formers of their characters for life.

5. And it is delightful to look on and see how busily the whole acts, with its countless parts fitted to each other, and moving in harmony. There are none of us who have stolen softly behind a child when laboring in a sunny corner digging a liliputian' well, or fencing in a six-inch barn-yard, and listened to his soliloquies and his dialogues with some imaginary being, without our hearts being touched by it. Nor have we observed the flush which crossed his face when finding himself betrayed, without seeing in it the delicacy and propriety of the after man.

6. A man may have many vices upon him, and have walked long in a bad course, yet if he has a love of children, and can take pleasure in their talk and play, there is something still left in him to act upon-something which can love simplicity and truth. I have seen one in whom some low vice had become a habit, make himself the plaything of a set of riotous children with as much delight in his countenance as if nothing but goodness had ever been expressed in it; and have felt as much of kindness and sympathy toward him as I have of revolting toward another who has gone through life with all due propriety,

'Jår'gon, senseless noise; confused talk. Sa tl'e ty, excess of gratification, which excites loathing; fullness beyond desire. Hår' mony, agreement; just adaptation of parts where all fit together.- Lil i pù'tian, diminutive; small. Dean Swift wrote a work called "Gulliver's Travels," the design of which was to bring into ridicule the extravagant stories of travelers. In this work he describes a place called Liliput, where the inhabitants were not more than two or three inches high Hence the word Liliputian.

with a cold and supercilious' bearing toward children, which makes them shrinking and still.

7. I have known one like the latter attempt, with uncouth condescension, to court an open-hearted child, who would draw back with an instinctive aversion; and I have felt as if there were a curse upon him. Better to be driven ut from amcng men than to be disliked of children.

R. H. DANA.

96. THE VOTARY OF PLEASURE.

1. I SAW a gallant youth depart
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From his early home, o'er the world to roam :
With joyous eye, and bounding heart,

Did he speed along, through the mingled throng;
And he reck'd not of aught that lay in his course,
As he onward moved with the impetuous force
Of a spirit free and unrestrain'd,

That ne'er would rest till his gōal' was gain'd.

2. "Whither, O youth," a voice inquired,

With an earnest tone, and a stifled groan,
"Art bound so swift, as thou wast fired

In thy inmost mind with an impulse blind?"
"I am bound for the realm, be it far or near,"
The rover replied, as he check'd his career,
"Where pleasure is found, and mirth, and glee,
And a ceaseless flow of gayety."

3. I saw that youthful form once more,

When the goal was gain'd, and its end attain’d :
I knew its brief pursuit was o'er,

From its alter'd mien, and its faded sheen.3

Ah! the bounding heart, and the joy-beaming eye,
Were succeeded by tears, and the deep-drawn sigh.

1 Supercilious (su per sil' yus), proud; haughty; overbearing.→ Goal end; final purpose.— Sheen, brightness; splendor.

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