Each of these distinguished men created an æra in Natural History. Some philosophers have associated their names with the heavenly bodies, and we are reminded of them whenever we lift our thoughts to the milky way, or to the planets as they turn in on their bright pilgrimage to share the evening repose of our world. Of some we are reminded by the balmy air, or by the insects which make it vocal; and we call others to remembrance when we look on the Peruvian Lama, or the stately Lion: but so long as the earth shall evolve its Plants, the Swedish sage cannot be forgotten--and so long as the birds can chant a note, the Druid of Ornithology shall not want a requiem. LOVE AND POETRY. They bid me Poetry resign--the mandate I obey: Farewell, forever then farewell, to the inspiring lay. I go to other happiness--in a bright and sunny clime I'll rove amid the orange groves, the olive, and the vine. I'll sing and dance to merry strains of some Italian band-- I'll dream no more of Poetry, nor of "my native land;" And as the gondolier doth guide me home from mirth and song, My thoughts shall with the gondola glide undisturbed along. I'll live for fêtes and operas--I'll haunt the masquerade, And all sweet visions of the Lyre shall from my memory fade; And Love--(for that were Poetry)--I must resign: apart The Lyre and Love can ne'er exist within the human heart. And now once more I bid adieu to all thy tender joys Sweet Muse, and fly to festive scenes--to folly, mirth and noise; But ne'er amid these labyrinths, do I expect to find A solace for the loss of Love and Poetry combined. {77} A FAIRY TALE.