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One morn a boy who lov'd to roam,

Along the meadows took his way, The vagrant wander'd far from home,

And playful pass'd the joyous day. As near a hedge he sauntering strolld,

He saw a Nightshade blooming gay,
With flowers of purple and of gold,

And fruit that flam'd the ruby's ray.
Joy seiz'd the youth, he pull'd them straight,

And eat the fruit, and smelt the flowers;
But, oh! he knew not, till too late,

The fatal berries' subtle powers. By his example warn'd, beware,

Lest you the same sad fate should meet; Pursuing pleasure, dread the snare,

That's spread to catch thy wareless feet.



WANDERING through the mazy wild,
By stormy winds and tempests shaken,
'Tis oft the fate of nature's child,
On dubious points, to be mistaken.
When skipping o'er the verdant fields,
No anxious doubts thy peacedestroy ;
Thy mother every comfort yields,
And every skip is fraught with joy.
Yet one short month, and thou art gone,
Thy every joy, and every good,
But thou wilt skip till life is done,
And lick the hand that sheds thy blood.
Unmindful of impending fate,
Thy present blessings make thee smile;
No friend to love, no foe to hate,
No future hopes thy bliss beguile.

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In life's gay morn, what joys are ours !
We skip and dance, and laugh and play ;
In blissful mirth we pass those hours,
That sometimes last the live-long day.
Let us the present moments seize;
This wisdom bids, and reason grants;
Nor mind what future fate decrees,
But trust in him who knows our wants.
Father, supreme! thy mercies send,
We over death have no control,
But thou art kind;—my ways I'll wend,
Where no vain doubts afflict the soul.
Though I nor fear, nor wish to die,
My wayward thoughts will sometimes roam ;-
Thy mercy bids me death defy,
Yet live, till thou shalt call me home.
Boston, Feb. 1812.

W. M.




These hallow'd stones an English heart infold,
Warm, tender, steady, simple, just, and bold
A Christian who obey'd his Saviour's law,
To man with charity, to God with awe;
- This tribute, Beridge! to thy tomb is due,
Pure as thy virtues, as thy friendship true.



Swift approaching to the main,
See the sparkling northern crown;
And Arcturus frozen wain,
The dark blue vault is hastning down.

Flaming on the verge of hear'n,
Proud Orion seeks the deep;
He the rampant Bull has driv'n
Headlong down the azure steep.
Luna half her course has run,
Swift through ether, riding high ;--
How she from her silver throne
Lords it o'er the subject sky!
See her lightly flitting beams
On the curling wave-tops play;
While each star more dimly gleams,
Dwindling in the mimic day.
From his wonted fall and flow,
Enraptur’d Ocean seems to rest,
And the crescent queen to w00,-
See her pictured on his breast.
Hark! what sounds thus float on air ?
Softly sweet their cadence close;
They advent'rous rashly dare
Rouse all nature's soft repose !
'Tis the waves that breaking flow
O’er yon rock with sullen roar;
Then recede in circles slow,
Bubbling on the sandy shore.
When such a scene before us lies,
The wrapt soul quits this mortal clod,
And on the wings of fancy flies
“ From nature up to nature's God.”

1. X.


Ah me! how little knows the human heart

The pleasing task of soft'ning others' woe; Stranger to joys that pity can impart,

And tears, sweet sympathy can teach to flow.

Pity the man who hears the moving tale

Ünmov'd; to whom the heartfelt glow's unknown, On whom the widows' plaints could ne'er prevail,

Nor made the good man's injur'd cause his own. The splendid dome, the vaulted roof to rear,

The glare and pride of pomp be, grandeur, thine : To wipe from misery's eye the falling tear,

And soothe th' oppressed orphan's woe be mine.

Be mine the blush of modest worth to spare,

To change to smiles affliction's rising sigh: The kindred warmth of charity to share,

Till joy shall sparkle from the tear-fill'd eye.

Can the loud laugh, the mirth-inspiring bowl,

The dance, or choral song, or jocund glee,
Affect the glowing, sympathizing soul,
Or warm the breast, HUMANITY, like thee?

M. P

mathematical Department.



1. Qu. (56) Answered by Mr. E. Webster, Armley

Mills. LET X?, 25x4, and 49x2, be the numbers required; then by the question, their common diff. 24x2 is to be a cube number, let nx he its root, then 24x2 = *3 n, and x 24

if n= 2, we find x = 3, consequently 9,225 and 763 441 are the numbers required.


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It was answered exactly in the same manner by Messrs. Gawthorp, Hirst, Rylando, and Whitley; and nearly so by Messrs. Baines, Brooke, Butterworth, Cattrall, Cummins, Dunn, Eyres, W. Harrison, Burton Pidsea, Hine, Maffett, Nesbit, Putsey, Tomlinson, and Winward. 2. Qu. (57) Answered by Messrs. Baines, Brooke, and

Whitley. Let m" denote the required number, then its square, cube, and biquadrate roots are respectively to, x*, and 7', and by the question, x + 2 = 2x; hence x3 –2x+ 1=0. One root of this equation is evidently 1, and dividing by r- 1, we have x + x-1=0, therefore X5

2 161 - 72 v5, whose square root is 9 475, its cube

7-345 root

and its biquadrate root 5-2. These roots form an arithmetical progression whose common

575 -11 diff. is

2 And thus nearly it was answered by Messrs. Butterworth, Cattrall, Cummins, Eyres, Gawthorp, W. Harrison, Hine, Hirst, Maffett, Nesbit, Putsey, Rylando, Tomlinson, Webster, and Winward. 3. Qu. (58) Answered by Messrs. Cattrall, Cummins,

Gawthorp, Hine, Maffett, Nesbitt, Rylando, and Winward.

Put x for the perpendicular, y the hypothenuse, and g= 16 feet: then by art. 300 Marrat's Mechanics, a body descending down y in the time t, will describe

gt's, which, in this case, is = y, therefore

y y = gtx, and the base is = (gt-x --- ze). But the sum of the sides less the hypotheneuse is equal to the diameter of the inscribed circle; that is w (gtar x*)

Vigter + x = 4;-when t=1", we have (gx-x) - gr + x = 4, from whence x = 14.52, then y= 15.2816, and the base 4.7622.


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