When wilt thou return? The woods are bright with summer, And the violet's bower is grac'd With the rose--a queenly comer; The stars, that in the air Like ethereal spirits burn, Seem watching for thy steps,-- Oh I when wilt thou return? When wilt thou return? The sheathless sword is idle, And each warrior from his steed Has thrown aside the bridle. Hark!--'tis the trumpet's call! With hope our bosoms burn; Its echo wakes the distant hills, Announcing thy return! G.R.C. * * * * * ANECDOTE GALLERY. * * * * * RECORDS OF MY LIFE. BY THE AUTHOR OF "MONSIEUR TONSON." _Angelica Kauffman._ The person of this lady, by all accounts, was highly interesting, and her manners and accomplishments were peculiarly attractive. It is said that Sir Joshua Reynolds, who was thoroughly acquainted with human nature, and never likely to be deceived in his estimate of individuals, was so much attached to her that he solicited her hand. It appeared, however, that she refused him as she was attached to the late Sir Nathaniel Holland, then Mr. Dance, an eminent painter, whose portrait of Garrick in the character of Richard the Third is the best and most spirited representation of that unrivalled actor that ever appeared, though all the most distinguished artists of the time employed themselves on the same admirable subject. The correspondence that had taken place between Mrs. Kauffman and Mr. Dance became known, and was thought to be of a very interesting description, insomuch that his Majesty George the Third, who generally heard of anything worthy of attention, requested Mr. Dance would permit him to peruse the letters that had passed between them during their courtship. What put a period to an intercourse which, being founded upon mutual attachment, held forth so favourable a prospect of mutual happiness, has never been developed, and is only matter of conjecture. Mrs. Kauffman, after the termination of this promising courtship, went abroad, and was unfortunately deluded into a marriage with a common footman, in Germany, who had assumed a title and appeared to be a person of high rank and affluence. Mrs. Kauffman, it is said, by the intervention of friends had recourse to legal authorities, was enabled to separate from the impostor, but did not return to this country, and died a few years after, having never recovered her spirits after the shock of so degrading an alliance. It is not a little surprising that a lady so intelligent and accomplished should have been the victim of such a deception. _Highwaymen.--Jemmy Maclaine._