And then forever each household tie Will firmly link in the far-off sky, And each form beloved shall be clasped by thee, Oh, mariner, come from the sounding sea. * * * * * BURIAL OF A GERMAN EMIGRANT’S CHILD AT SEA. BY J. T. F. No flowers to lay upon his little breast, No passing bell to note his spirit home— We lowered him gently to his place of rest, Parting with tears at eve the ocean foam. No turf was round him, but the heaving surge Entombed those lids that closed so calm and slow, While solemn winds, with their cathedral dirge, Sighed o’er his form a requiem sad and low. Ah! who shall tell the maddening grief of love That swept her heart-strings in this hour of wo! Weep, childless mother! but, oh, look above For aid that only Heaven can now bestow. Gaze, blue-eyed stranger, on that silken hair, Weep, but remember that thy God will stand Beside thee here in all thy wild despair, As o’er the green mounds of thy Fatherland. * * * * * [Illustration: Painted by Brown Engraved by Jackman =HERMIONE.= Graham’s Magazine] * * * * * HERMIONE. WINTER’S TALE. ACT V. SCENE III. Her natural posture! Chide me, dear stone; that I may say, indeed, Thou art Hermione; or rather, thou art she, In thy not chiding; for she was as tender As infancy and grace. Oh, thus she stood, Even with such life of majesty, (warm life, As now it coldly stands,) when first I wooed her! —— ’Tis time; descend; be stone no more; approach; Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come, I’ll fill your grave up: stir; nay, come away; Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him Dear life redeems you. You perceive she stirs; (_Hermione comes down from the pedestal._) Start not: her actions shall be holy as, You hear, my spell is lawful; do not shun her; Until you see her die again; for then, You kill her double: Nay, present your hand: When she was young you woo’d her; now in age Is she become the suitor! * * * * * REVIEW OF NEW BOOKS. _Men, Women, and Books. A Selection of Sketches, Essays, and Critical Memoirs, from his Uncollected Prose Writings. By Leigh Hunt. New York: Harper & Brothers. 2 vols. 12mo._