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Latin Monumental Inscriptions.
655 Return of Song, the. By W. H. Holcombe.

Law Reports.

255 Return of the Redbreast, the. By Sidney Dyer. 254
Law, the Study of the, MS. Letter of Th. Jefferson. 187 Richard III.

Letters from a New Contributor.
657 Ride in the Rain, A. By lk. Marvel.

Letters from New York.

754 Rives, the Hon. Wm. C. Historical Address, &c. 52
Letters from our Paris Correspondent. 301-356-697-758 Rose, the

Lewis, Mrs. S. Anna, Poems of. By Edgar A. Poe. 569

Library of Va., A Few Plain Suggestions as to the

Lise and Death. By W. C. Richardson

Scraps from a Port Folio.

Life of Gen. Wm. Richardson Davie of N. C.

Sea-King's Burial, the

Life of Gov. John Endicott of Massachusetts. 458

Sea, the. In Calm and Storm. For Music.

Lines. By Rev. Wm. Jay.

Siborne, Capt., and Anglo-Americanus.

Sketches of Southern Life.

Lines on Beholding the Picture of L. E. L.

Lines on Presenting a Bible.

Social System of Virginia.

Lines to Mrs. S.

Sonnets. By Alton.

Little Flower Weaver, the. By Mrs. E. J. Eames.

Sonnet. By H. T. Tuckerman.

Loneliness. From the French of Lamartine.

Sonnet. Power's Greek Slave.


Love and Death.

Sonnet. Sunrise.

Love is Omnipotent. By W. H. Holcombe.

Sonnet. To Inez. By Alton.


Sonnet. Virginia.
Lucretia of Bulwer, &c.

Source of Man's Errors, the. By Sidney Dyer. 715
Souvenir. Translated from Lamartine.

Maiden and the Guardian Angel, the.
401 Spelling.

Man Overboard, A. By Ik Marvel.
10 Spirit of Unrest, the

Martin, Dr. J. L.
699 Stars and Steamers.

Memoir of the Mormons.
641 Statue of Santa Maria, the. A Tale.

Montholon's Captivity of Napoleon, reviewed. 39 Steam-Navigation to China. By Lieut. M. F. Maury. 246
Moonlight Scene from Church Hill, A.
451 Sterling, John. By H. T. Tuckerman.

Morning in Summer. By Sidney Dyer.
387 Strangers, the

Morto at Rome, A


Mr. Wintrysides, A Character.

Music. By H. H. Clements.

Tale of Heligoland, A. By Miss Mary E. Lee. 281

Theory of the Toilet, the.
Musings of an Octogenarian over the Memory of

his first Child lost in Infancy.

Three Days of July, the

Three Hoots from a Hornéd Owl.

My First Serenade.

To a Billow. By Susan.

To Cupid.

Napoleon's Captivity.
39 To Elia. By Alion.

National Observatory. Discussed in a Letter to the To Mary F. F.

Hon. John Quincy Adams. By Lieut. M. To-Morrow. By Mrs. L. H. Sigourney,

F. Maury, U. S. N., Superintendent.
4 To My Sister Mary. By Win. H. Rhodes.

National School of Historical Painting, on the Re- To Pyrrha. Horace 1-5.

quisites for the Formation of

727 To Susan. Author of Fire-Light Musings. By Alton. 280
New Pythagorean, the
751 To Susan. By W. Gardner Biackwood.


533 To the North Wind Rudely Blowing in May. 409
Noted Firm, the. A Tale. By Nasus.
11 Trees.

Notices of New Works. 59. 123-190-261-329-388-454-517. Troubadour's Song, the

575-636-700-760 Two Affectations, the

Two Country Houses, the. By P. P. Cooke. 307-349-436


Two Tears, the
Ogilvie, James, Earl of Finlater. Recollections of 534
Old Iron Poker, the. By Sidney Dyer.


Two Years Ago. By A. B. Meek.
Old Magazines.
366 Tucker, Judge Henry St. George.

Old Virginia.

One Day of a Foot Tour in Connecticut.
384 Vae Tibi Ridenti.


502 View from Griswold Hill on Staten Island, N. Y. 3
Oration, Dr. Bushnell's, Phi Beta Kappa.


Virginia, Her Ancient Title to the North-Western

Territory and her rights on the Ohio River
Passages in the Virginia Legislature:

Vindicated. By Geo. W. Thompson.

Poe, Edgar A. His Literary Merita Considered. 34 Virginia Historical Society, 1st Annual Meeting.

Poets' Art, the. By Möina.
212 Voyager, tbe. By H. H. Clements.

Police of Paris, the


Potatoes and Prophecy.


Wanderer, the. From the German of Goethe. 420
Pythagorean, the New.

Whence Come Ye?

Where is She? A Tale.

Rationale of Verse. By Edgar A. Poe.

576 673 Wilde, Richard Henry, Death of. By A. B. Meek. 26
Recollections of James Ogilvie, Earl of Finlater. 534 Wordiness in Legislation.

Rector's Daughter, the
688 Working Man, the. By Rev. R. W. Bailey.

Remembrance, A. By H. H. Clements.

657 | Worthington, Jane Tayloe. By Mrs. E. J. Eames. 167
Reminiscences of a Traveller. No. 7.

572' Wrillen on Hearing of the Battle of Buena Vista. 655



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When lo! a monstrous form appear'd!
Haggard and grim-with dust besmear'd,
Striding along with giant strength,
Wielding a dart of fearful length.
Whilst clanging against his bony side,
A sheaf of kindred darts was tied,

A clond o'ercast the beaming skies !
The wild birds ceased their sportive cries;
Tbe rippling waters changed their tone,
And seem'd in sympathy to moan.

Young Cupid writhed, as is in pain,
But be turo'd him over, and slept again;
The monster gasp'd as be laid him down,
And looked on love with a ghasily frown.
The boy's fresh cheek grew wan and pale,
And he dreamily uiler'd a feeble wail;
All might have judged from his labor'd breath,
That the monster who lay by his side was Death,
Their seatler'd darts commingl'd lay
And sound was the slumber of Death that day-
The restless boy at length awoke
And fear drops from his forehead broke,
Yet he sprang to his feet and seized bis bow,
As if in act a dart to throw.
And catching the arrows, with speed he fled
With a shout that might have roused the dead.
And soon Love tested his bow anew,
And found his weapon both strong and true;
But strange was the issue, and sad to tell,
Not Love, but Death, on those young hearts fell !

It is a custom of the season, sanctioned by immemorial usage, to exchange gratulations among friends at the happy advent of another year. Accordingly, we come forward, gentle reader, to greet you with many assurances of sincere good-will and many wishes for a prosperous future. Your Christmas, we trust, has passed "righte merrily" and your New-Year dawns with bright anguries of prospective success. How delightfully does this genial season come round in the cycle of time lo recreate the mind and body, wearied with the engrossing pursuits of life-a pleasing interlude to the toils and cares of a hum-drom world—when the “light of other days" throws a cheering reflection upon the festivities of the present hour and swelling memories rise up to enhance its enjoyment. Long may it remain a period, consecrated to the finest emotions of the heart, long may its domestic re-unions be celebrated with joyous rite, though the days of the “yule log” and “wassail bowl” have passed away, and the bell of the masquer and the pomp of Twelfth Night are numbered with the faded and forgotten pageantries of the olden time.

But the recurrence of a New-Year is calculated to awaken other and sadder feelings. Mankind are so little disposed to meditation, that it is only at stated intervals, with the return of some anniversary in their calendar, or the completion of one of those spaces by which we estimate the flight of lime, that they can be brooght to think seriously on the past. Then it is that they are duly con

Grim Death now rose from his sleep profound,
And caught up the weapons that strew'd the ground.
The monster growl'd as he slowly awoke-
“Full many are wailing my final stroke.”
He aim'd at the old man, with pain oppress'd.
And a soft flame wakes in his wither'd breast;
His wan lips quiver'd with feeble sighs,


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scious of the transitory nature of existence and j" gladsome light" of letters, to forget not the Maginwardly indulge the unavailing regret of the poet, azine, which has occupied in former times so hon

ored a place in their affections. We appeal to the “Eheu fugaces, Postume, Postume,

large number of educated men, who now bury in Labuntur anni."

ignoble obscurity talents that should illustrate the

literature of America, lo withhold no longer their The birth-day is one of these occasions for sober favor, but leaving the frivolous incidents of a day thought with the individual, but the New-Year is and looking rather to that enlarged dominion of the general birth-day of the human race. It is a knowledge which aiust, sooner or later, overspread proper time for universal introspection-a station our land, to become efficient co-workers in so enwhere the train stops for an instant on the great nobling a cause. Finally, we address ourselves to railway of life, and we scan the distance we have the just sense of sectional pride which animates every traversed and the country beyond--a point where true Southron, and beg that an union of effort the heart, between the closing and the coming may enable us to exhibit to our northern brethren years, like the head of Janus, looks forward and worthy and enduring manifestations of mind,-10 behind. No one,” says Charles Lamb, “ever show them that Southern learning can think for regarded the first of January with indifference. itself and that we have among us intellects of glorious It is that from which all date their time, and count mould, and hearts that are “pregnant with celestial upon what is left.” But we wish not to play the fire." moralist. If we go on in this strain, our "sang” We see clearly the difficolties and responsibilimay at last turn out a “sermon," and some good ties of our position. We know that there is work Horatiu will remind us, that it were indeed “to before us, that calls for untiring energy and devoconsider too curiously to consider so."

tedness of purpose. But we are assured by the With the Messenger, the first of January, as in- liberal encouragement extended to our predecesdicating the commencement of a new volume, is sors and shall toil on, looking forward to the of course a landmark in its mission, a time for the “exceeding great reward" of seeing at last the balancing of old accounts and the formation of new rays of science and polite learning diffused throughplans. We should therefore say something to you, out the wide borders of our Southern land, with kind patrons, with regard to the intercourse so the proud consciousness of having been an humpleasantly begun between us. And first, let us ble instrument in effecting that splendid result. tender our warmest thanks for the kindness and For we have an abiding faith, that even in our own consideration we have met with, thus far in our ca- day, our people will direct their thoughts to obreer. We have been greatly encouraged by the jects far nobler than the mere arts of trade, and friendly notices of the press and the incitements of that Belles-Lettres, with its correlative branches, many generous correspondents. Be assured that will flourish in all the pristine beauty of its Athewhile we appreciate your favorable regard, we nian existence. shall do all in our power to deserve its continuance

We must be permitted, before concluding these and endeavor by untiring exertions in our arduous remarks, as an act of simple justice to ourselves, duties, to "win golden opinions from all sorts of to call attention to the large amount now due us people." The Messenger is now fairly “in its for unpaid subscriptions. Our monthly expenditeens.” It has done much in its past history, how ture is heavy, and we submit to those indebted to much we need not remind you ; we are determined us, that we should not be embarrassed on account it shall do more, with your assistance and support. of their remissness. We say this in no vain-glorious spirit. What the

A word with regard to another topic and we Messenger shall be—the good it may be able 10 have done. It will be perceived that we have accomplish-the softening influence it may exer- gone back to the old title of our magazine-the cise on faction will not be our work. To our con.

" SOUTHERN LITERARY MESSENGER." This ge tributors rather let the credit be assigned, through is not to be ascribed to any dislike for the prefix whose instrumentalily we hope to make it always of “ Western.” So far from it, we are proud of useful and acceptable, lo preserve in its maturer our extended circulation in the West and trust that age the lumen purpureum juventa, to render moral

our beginnings in editorial life are approved there. beauty ever fresh and radiant to the perception and But the recent name of our work was cumbrous. to present

Besides, we have a weakness for old things, and

we are induced to think that, of all others, that “ Truth severe in fairy fiction dressed."

name will be most liked which is associated with

the very inception of the work, with the early trials We invoke in our behalf the literary intelligence of its founder and with so much of its well-earned of the entire South. We ask all who have ever renown. turned, as a relaxation, from severer dulies to the And now, gentle reader, A Happy New Year!

The commerce of the world. The mother-realma VIEW FROM GRISWOLD HILL,

Sends on its tide her daily embassies,

While France invokes the potency of steam, ON STATEN ISLAND, N. Y."

To wing her message. From his ice-clad pines

The Scandinavian-ihe grave, turbaned Turk, BY MRS. L. A. SIGOURNEY.

The Greek mercurial, even the hermit-sons

of sage Confucius, like the sea-bird, spread
Earth, sea and sky,-in richest hues array'd,- Their pinions toward this city of the West,
How spreads the glorious panorama round, - That like a money-changer for the earth
As from the casement of a princely dome Siis in her temple-dome. Yon ocean-gate,
We revel in its charms. From this bold height, With telegraphic touch, doth chronicle
O'er wood-crown'd hill, and mountain thinly veil'd, The rushing ride of sea-worn emigrants,
Villa and spire, and castellated roof,

Sick, sad, or famished. With what anxious eyes How glide the soft heams of the westering sun They scan the coast, that gives the stranger bread., To sleep with ocean blue.

Perchance, a grave. And he, who ventureth forth Here, at our side The willing prisoner of some white-winged ship, Frowns Fort Knyphausen, o'er whose ruin'd base Leaving his native land, perchance, to seek Close-woven cedars stretch their arras dark, Hygeia o'er lhe wave, perchance, to test Hiding the bastions, whence in olden time, What spells do linger round the classic climes The whisker'd Hessian, bonght with British gold, That woke his boyhood's dream,-how fails his Aim'd at my country's heart.

heart With fairy grace,

As the strong hills of Never-Sink withdraw New-Jersey's shores expand. Hillock and grove, Their misty guardianship. Speech may not tell, — Hamlet and town, and lithe promontory, For well I know iis poverty to paint Engird this islet, as a mother clasps

The rapture, when the homeward glance descries A beauteous daughter. But the opposing straits, With patriot love, that clime, whose novelties, With their deep line of indentation, bar

Whose forms of unimagined life, eclipse
The full embrace. Broad spreads the billowy bay, The worn-out wonders of an Older World
Forever peopled by the gliding sail,

That ever, with its ghostly finger, points
From the slight speck where the rude fisher toils, To things that were.
To that, which, like a mountain, treads the wave,-

Oh great and solemn Deep!Or those, that mov'd by latent fires, compel

Profound enchanter of the musing thought,
The awe-struck food.
See,- from its northern home

Release my strain, that to this beauteous Isle

So long a visitant, my thanks may flow,
The bold, unswerving Hudson, that hath burst
The barrier of his palisades, to gaze

Warm, though inadequate. Autumnal tints

Float in full brilliance over copse and grove, On all this wondrous beauty, and to swell

Where erst the Red Man rested on his bow, With lordly tribute, what it views with pride.

Wrapp'd in brief reverie, 'mid the haunts* he lov'd, Behold the peerless city, lifting high

But whence his exil'd feel so soon must part, Its hundred spires and edg'd with bristling masts, Leaving no trace behind. In whose strong breast beat half a million hearts Instinct with hurrying life. The grey-hair'd man

Still, lingering flowers, Remembereth well, how the dank waters crept

The resonance of summer, cheer the nooks, Where now, in queenly pomp, her court she holds. Where the sun longest smiles. Thou fairest Isle Next, gleams the Isle, where lengthen'd line of Of all my feet hath trodden,-purest gem coast

Amid the sparkling waters of the bay, Is lov'd by Ceres, and where varying swells

I grieve lo say farewell. And for the sake The rural landscape. On ils western height

Of those I love, and for the memories sweet, A noble city lowers, and 'neath its wing

And sacred hospitalities, that cling One, whose pure domes are wrapp'd in hallow'd Around the mansion whence my steps depart,shades,

Peace be within thy palace homes,--that crest Silent, yet populous, and throngh whose gates

Each sea girt hill, and 'neath the humblest roofs Press on the unreturning denizens.

That nestle 'mid thy dells : and when I dream Oh Greenwood! loveliest spot for last repose,

Of some blest Eden that surviv'd the fall,When the worn pilgrimage of life is o'er,

That dream shall be of thee. Even thy dim outline, through the haze, is dear.

Onward, by Coney Island's silvery reef

The Indian name for Staten Island was Monacnong, or To where between its lowly valves of sand

Enchanted Woods, signifying admiration of its delightful Opes the highway of nations. Through it, pours' forest scenery.

NATIONAL OBSERVATORY. cause. The disturbance was far beyond the reach of Addressed to the Hon. John Quincy Adams.

the unaided eye; and was unknown to telescopic vis

ion. But there were Astronomers living who, for the WASHINGTON, Nov. 17th, 1847.

first time, undertook to invest mathematical analysis Dear Sir,-You did me the honor yesterday to with the space-penetrating power of the telescope. ask that I would give a written description of the They succeeded in the bold attempt, and from the Observatory, with other information relating there- closet pointed the observer's telescope to the locus to, including an explanation of the object and uses of the stranger. The circumstances connected of the different instruments.

with the discovery of the planet Neptune are alone I need not speak of the pleasure it gives me to sufficient to stamp the age in which we live, as a comply with your request ; the only alloy to this remarkable era in the progress of Astronomy. So pleasure is found in the circumstance that I have 100 with regard to Struve's “ Stellar Astronomy" not the leisure, and if the leisure, not the ability to and Mädler's “ Central Sun.'* This object or point, make the answer as full or as satisfactory as I invisible though it be, and incorporeal though it would have it.

may be, has been made to “tremble on the verge Your efforts to advance in America the cause of of analysis." These illustrious savans, with a depractical Astronomy, are known to the world. The gree of probability and a force of reasoning, that lively interest which you continue to manifest in all have every where arrested the attention of Astronthat concerns the Observatory, causes you to be omers and challenged the respect of Mathematicians, considered as one of its most active and zealous have shown that the sun, moon and planets, with friends. It is proud of the relation. It feels hon-their train of satellites and comets, are in motion ored, and is encouraged by every additional proof as a unit, if I may be allowed the figure, about of the interest felt by you in its pursuits and for some grand centre poised in the remote regions of its prosperity.

space; and silualed in the direction of the Pliades As a subject for congratulation with one who towards the star Alcyone. Perhaps this point is has borne so conspicious a part in establishing a also the “ Central Sun" about which the suns of a Naval and National Observatory in this country, thousand other systems hold their way. Our lupermit me to call your attention to the interest, minary, with its splendid retinue, is computed to which, since the establishment by the government revolve about this centre at a rate of not less of such an Institution, has commenced to manifest than thirty millions of miles in a year; yet so reitself in the public mind in the cause of practical mote is it that many millions of our years are reAstronomy.

quired for the completion of one revolution. Here The Act of Congress founding this establish then, indeed, is an annus magnus" of vast import. ment, was passed in 1842. Since that time pub- In the contemplation of it, may we not regard those lic meetings have been held, plans matured, and comes which dash through our system, never lo subscriptions proposed in various parts of the coun- return, as lights sent from other systems to guide try for establishing Observatories. It is not haz- us on our way? Or at least may we not feel assured arding loo much to say that within the last five or that they answer wise and useful purpuses in the six years, more has been done in the United States great economy? to encourage and advance Astronomical science, I might point to other triumphs of mind over and that more has been added to the general stock matter, in illustration of the length of line which of such knowledge, than during the whole period Astronomers and Mathematicians are casting out, of our previous existence, either as a nation or a to fathom and explore the regions of space. people ; and in this fact, the friends of the science Pingre's comet is just now about to make its apdo but recognize ihe first fruits of the seeds that pearance for the third recorded time, to the inhabi. were cast by you many years ago.

tants of the earth. On the occasion of each of ils There never has been, in the history of Astron- former visits, it carried terror and dismay to the omy, a period of so much activity and energy as minds of Kings and Princes. In 1264, it was rethe present. Within the last two years, the names garded as a messenger charged with the execution of four new members have been added to the list of sentence of death upon Pope Urban 1V. of planets. Within this time the world has been At its next return, the Emperor Charles V. of astonished, and the mightiest intellects in it have Spain, wrote of it, “ His ergo indiceis me mea fata considered with admiration the feals that have been vocant." It is said that he resigned his crown to performed by men engaged in Astronomical pur- prepare for the dread summons. suits. The most remote planet known to the sys. It has now been gone for another period of near tem, was subject to perturbations from an unknown three hundred years, and is soon to come back pro

. Since this was written another planet has been discov. * Sir John Herschel's Cape Observations is another of ered. Flora is its name, and it is the 8ih in the family of those great works which mark the progress of, and slamp Astroids.

the spirit of the age upon, Astronomical pursuits.

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