beauty and its bravery, collect its scattered elements of strength, and awaken its dormant thunder!”—how soon would the flag of Waterloo again be unfurled to the breeze! A GERMAN DITTY. The following is a very loose imitation of a popular German air. While life’s early friends still surround us, Yet another bright hour let us pass, And wake the old rafters around us With the song and the circling glass. For it cannot thus long hold together Here under the changeable moon; To bloom for a time, then to wither, Is the lot of all, later or soon. Then here’s to the many good fellows Who before us have tippled and laugh’d; Be they under the turf or the billows, To them let this goblet be quaff’d. That if, after us, others as merry Shall keep up as joyous a train, One bumper of port or of sherry To us in our turn they may drain— As they keep up the charter of joyance, As by us was maintain’d in our day; Not to drown dull care and annoyance, Not ignobly to moisten our clay;— But to raise an extempore shrine, Where Momus, revisiting earth, May find humour and whim yet divine, And the glorious spirit of mirth. For ’twas not we were reckless of duty, Or the sterner requirements of life; ’Twas not we were mindless of beauty, Or are now, of home, children, and wife; But ’tis,—that the wandering hours Have a singular frolicsome way Of scattering the fairest of flowers O’er moments of fellowship gay; When fancy leads off to a measure That youth might mistake for its own, As its wont were to seek after pleasure, With feeling and wit for its tone; And so vivid and bright the ideal Her fairy-light shows us the while, That wisdom asks nothing more real, And genius applauds with a smile. MAC. TWO SONNETS. BY GEORGE HUNTLY GORDON. MONT BLANC. AN IMAGINARY SONNET, BY SIR WALTER SCOTT, WHILE COMPOSING HIS SWISS STORY, ANNE OF GEIERSTEIN.