The crow screams back to the wood, And the sea-mew to the sea, And earth seems to the foot of man No resting-place to be. VIII. Search ye the corners of the world, And the isles beyond the main, And the main itself, for those who went To come not back again! IX. The rest are a remnant scatter'd Mid the living; and, for the dead, Tread lightly o'er the churchyard mounds; Ye know not where ye tread! [Delta] AFTER A YEAR'S REPUBLICANISM. The revolutionary year has almost closed; the anniversary of the days of February is at hand. A Year's Republicanism has run the course of its unchecked experience in France: to believe its own boast, it has ridden boldly forward, seated upon public and popular opinion, in the form of the widest, and, upon republican principle, the honest basis of universal suffrage; it has been left to its own full career, unimpeded by enemies either at home or abroad. And what has been the result of the race?--what has been the harvest which the republican soil, so carefully turned over, tilled, and manured, has produced? It would be a useless task to recapitulate all the different stages of the growth of the so-called fair green tree of liberty, and enumerate all the fruits that it has let drop from time to time, from the earliest days of last spring, to the tempestuous summer month of June; and then, through the duller, heavier, and gloomy months of autumn, to those of winter, which brought a president as a Christmas-box, and which have shown a few scattered gleams of fancied sunshine, cold at the best, and quickly obscured again by thick-coming clouds of dis-accord, misapprehension, and startling opposition of parties. All the world has had these fruits dished up to it--has handled them, examined them, tasted them; and, according to their opinions or prejudices, men have judged their savour bitter or sweet. All that can be said on the subject, for those who have digested them with pleasure, is, that "there's no accounting for tastes." In calculating the value of the year's republicanism which France has treasured up in its history, it is as well, then, to make no further examination into the items, but to look to the sum-total as far as it can be added up and put together, in the present aspect of affairs. In spite of the openly expressed detestation of the provinces to the capital--in spite of the increasing spirit of decentralisation, and the efforts made by the departments to insure a certain degree of importance to themselves--it is still Paris that reigns paramount in its power, and as the influential expression, however false in many respects it may be, of the general spirit of the country. It is upon the aspect of affairs in Paris, then, and all its numerous conflicting elements, that observation must still be directed, in order to make a _résumé_, as far as it is practicable, of this sum-total of a year's republican rule.