[Footnote 2: [It appears, from the following advertisement at the end of _Silver Drops_, that the plates of Time and Charity were used as receipts:--"It is humbly desired, that what you or any of you, most noble Ladies, Gentlewomen, or others, are pleased to bestow or give towards this good or great design, that you would be pleased to take a receipt on the backside of Time or Charity, sealed with three seales, namely, the Treasurer's, Housekeeper's, and Register's; and it shall be fairly recorded, and hung up in the school-house, to be read of all from Time to Time, to the world's end, we hope."--ED.]] * * * * * A POEM BY SHELLEY, NOT IN HIS WORKS. The following poem was published in a South Carolina newspaper in the year 1839. The person who communicates it states that it was among the papers of a deceased friend, in a small packet, endorsed "A letter and two poems written by Shelley the poet, and lent to me by Mr. Trelawney in 1823. I was prevented from returning them to him, for which I am sorry, since this is the only copy of them--they have never been published." Upon this poem was written, "Given to me by Shelley, who composed it as we were sailing one evening together." UNEDA. Philadelphia. "_The Calm._ "Hush! hark! the Triton calls From his hollow shell, And the sea is as smooth as a well; For the winds and the waves In wild order form, To rush to the halls And the crystal-roof'd caves Of the deep, deep ocean, To hold consultation About the next storm. "The moon sits on the sky Like a swan sleeping On the stilly lake: No wild breath to break Her smooth _massy_ light And _ruffle_ it into _beams:_ "The downy clouds droop Like moss upon a tree; And in the earth's bosom grope Dim vapours and streams. The darkness is weeping, Oh, most silently! Without audible sigh, All is noiseless and bright. "Still 'tis living silence here, Such as fills not with fear. Ah, do you not hear A humming and purring All about and about? 'Tis from souls let out, From their day-prisons freed, And joying in release, For no slumber they need. "Shining through this _veil of peace,_ Love now pours her omnipresence, And various nature Feels through every feature The joy intense, Yet so _passionless,_ Passionless and pure; The human mind restless Long could not endure.