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THE GENERAL LOVER.

[From the same.]

"WHAT is it you love?"

Simply, all things which LIVE,

From the crook'd worm to man's imperial form,
And God-resembling likeness. The poor fly,
That makes short holyday in the sun-beam,
Then dies by some child's hand. The feeble bird,
With little wings, yet greatly venturous

In th' upper sky. The fish, in th' other element,
Which knows no touch of eloquence.'
"What more?"

Yon tall and elegant stag,

Who paints a dancing shadow of his horns

In the water where he drinks.'

FRAGMENT IN DIALogue.

[From the same.]

"I knew a youth,

Who died for grief because his love prov'd false,

And married to another.

I saw him on the wedding day,

For he was present in the church that day,

And in his best apparel too,

As one that came to grace the ceremony.

I mark'd him when the ring was given,

His countenance never chang'd;

And when the priest pronounc'd the marriage-blessing, He put a silent prayer up for the bride.

He came invited to the marriage feast,

With the bride's friends,

And was the merriest of them all that day;

But those, who knew him best, call'd it feign'd mirth,

And others said,

He wore a smile, like death, upon his face.

His presence dash'd all the beholders' mirth,

a O! then,

• What follow'd then?'

He did not, as neglected suitors use,

Affect a life of solitude in shades,

But liv'd in free discourse and sweet society

Among his friends, who knew his gentle nature best.

Yet ever, when he smil'd,

There was a mystery legible in his face,

That whoso saw him said, he was a man

Not long for this world!

And true it was, for even then

The silent love was feeding at his heart,

Of which he died."

TO THE SNOW-DROP.

THOU who to heav'n lifting thy golden brow,
Ey'st unabash'd the glorious orb of day,
I praise theé not: I hate th' unblushing front!
But ever let me tell your humbler worth,
Ye simple snow-drops! firstlings of the year !
Fairest of flow'rs sweet harbingers of spring!
How meekly do you hang your silv'ry heads!'
Like maidens coyly stealing from the view?
E'en so, upon the ground her modest eye
That fears to meet th' irreverent gaze of man,
Beauty unconscious bends: and so more pure
Than are your snow-white forms, Sophia strives

To hide those charms, how matchlefs! from the world.
P. HOMER.

A Query.

THE beans that grew in one particular part of my garden last year were diseased, and they are so again in the very same place this season, though in all other parts of the garden they are now, and were last year, in the most perfect health. The nature of the soil is

not perceptibly different there from other places; nor can I afsign any other reason for it, unless that they grow on the place where some asparagus beds had been dug up during the winter 1798-9. I should be glad to receive any information respecting the disease, for I never observed it before. It affects the plants as under.

The leaves as they come through the ground, and afterwards, are more pointed than usual, and never afsume that broad luxuriant appearance as healthy plants. As they begin to come into flower, the leaves shrivel together, but still retain their dimensions lengthwise ; they then become spotted with black longish spots, that on a slight view might be miskaken for holes. I thought at first that this was occasioned by the black aphis beginning to infest the plant, but afterwards discovered that to be a mistake; for many of those plants never were infested with that insect, while others were affected by it which discovered no symptoms of that sort. The plants grow lefs freely than others, somewhat after the manner of potatoes that are attacked with the disease of curled tops; but the beans sustain not fo much injury from the disease as the potatoes, for they afford a moderate crop, though not so good as those that are in perfect health. Any information respecting the cause or the cure of this disease, or the circumstances in which it most usually occurs, will prove very acceptable.

Index Indicatorius.

THE favour of Anteaturnicus is acknowledged.

O! then,

"What follow'd then?'

He did not, as neglected suitors use,

Affect a life of solitude in shades,

But liv'd in free discourse and sweet society

Among his friends, who knew his gentle nature best.

Yet ever, when he smil'd,

There was a mystery legible in his face,

That whoso saw him said, he was a man

Not long for this world!

And true it was, for even then

The silent love was feeding at his heart,

Of which he died."

TO THE SNOW-DROP.

THOU who to heav'n lifting thy golden brow,
Ey'st unabash'd the glorious orb of day,
I praise thee not: I hate th' unblushing front!
But ever let me tell your humbler worth,
Ye simple snow-drops! firstlings of the year!
Fairest of flow'rs! sweet harbingers of spring!
How meekly do you hang your silv'ry heads!'
Like maidens coyly stealing from the view?
E'en so, upon the ground her modest eye
That fears to meet th' irreverent gaze of man,
Beauty unconscious bends: and so more pure
Than are your snow-white forms, Sophia strives

To hide those charms, how matchlefs! from the world.
P. HOMER.

A Query.

THE beans that grew in one particular part of my garden last year were diseased, and they are so again in the very same place this season, though in all other parts of the garden they are now, and were last year, in the most perfect health. The nature of the soil is

not perceptibly different there from other places; nor can I afsign any other reason for it, unless that they grow on the place where some asparagus beds had been dug up during the winter 1798-9. I should be glad to receive any information respecting the disease, for I never observed it before. It affects the plants as under.

The leaves as they come through the ground, and afterwards, are more pointed than usual, and never afsume that broad luxuriant appearance as healthy plants. As they begin to come into flower, the leaves shrivel together, but still retain their dimensions lengthwise; they then become spotted with black longish spots, that on a slight view might be miskaken for holes. I thought at first that this was occasioned by the black aphis beginning to infest the plant, but afterwards discovered that to be a mistake; for many of those plants never were infested with that insect, while others were affected by it which discovered no symptoms of that sort. The plants grow lefs freely than others, somewhat after the manner of potatoes that are attacked with the disease of curled tops; but the beans sustain not fo much injury from the disease as the potatoes, for they afford a moderate crop, though not so good as those that are in perfect health. Any information respecting the cause or the cure of this disease, or the circumstances in which it most usually occurs, will prove very acceptable.

Index Indicatorius.

THE favour of Anteaturnicus is acknowledged.

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