possession late communications from his pen, of which our readers will know more hereafter. NOAH WEBSTER was an honor to his country. He was a scholar; a 'gentleman of the old school,' who lived a life void of offence toward GOD and toward man; and he died in the full assurance of a blessed immortality. May he rest in peace! * * * '_Poetry run Mad_' is inadmissible, on two accounts. In the first place, it strikes us we have met _parts_ of it at least before; and in the second, the style has 'outlived our liking.' Nobody but HOOD manages well this ragged species of verse; a very clever specimen of which is contained in his '_Custom-House Breeze_,' the story of a lady-smuggler who would not go ashore at Dover, because there was 'a _searching_ wind' blowing, which might expose the lace-swathings of her person: 'IN spite of rope and barrow, knot, and tuck, Of plank and ladder, there she stuck! She couldn't, no, she wouldn't go on shore. 'But, Ma'am,' the steward interfered, 'The wessel must be cleared. You mus'n't stay aboard, Ma'am, no one don't! It's quite ag'in the orders so to do, And all the passengers is gone but you.' Says she, 'I cannot go ashore and won't!' 'You ought to!' 'But I can't!' 'You must!' 'I sha'n't!'' WE have given no notice of CARLYLE's '_Past and Present_,' for the reason, let us inform the publishers, that we received no copy of the work. We have perused the book, however; and are compelled to say that in its style it exhibits no improvement upon the previous writings of its distinguished author. It is even less clear, to our comprehension, (or perhaps from the _lack_ of it,) than any of his former productions. We are sorry to see, moreover, that he is obliged to _repeat himself_ so frequently. Yet is there much matter for deep thought in his pages, and sometimes a whole sermon in a single sentence. His heart bleeds for his suffering fellow-men in England, Ireland, and Scotland; 'twelve hundred thousand workers, their cunning right hand lamed, lying idle in their sorrowful bosoms; asking only for work, and such return for it in food, clothes, and fuel, as shall enable them to live, that they may still work on;' yet we do not see that Mr. CARLYLE points out any means by which these many 'workers' may obtain redress of the 'crowned, coronetted, shovel-hatted, quack-heads' whose rule he stigmatizes so severely. Here is a fine passage illustrating the fact that he only is successful who is 'fortunate for good:' 'Success! If the thing is _unjust_, thou hast not succeeded, no, not though bonfires blazed from north to south, and bells rang, and editors wrote leading articles, and the just thing lay trampled out of sight, to all mortal eyes an abolished and annihilated thing. Success! In a few years thou wilt be dead and dark; all cold, eyeless, deaf;