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shores of Ireland and Scotland. Let him take six feet 

 as a mean height, (allowing for the filling up of reser- 

 voirs during the working) that the water has to fall, 

 twice in and twice out, in the 24 hours ; and multiply 

 this by the quantity of water running in at each tide : 

 and then let him say whether ; leaving all other powers 

 out of the question, and exercising our invention only 

 on the means of using this one to the best advantage ; 

 the manufactures of Great Britain will not find power 

 as fast as they can purchasers. 



We hear now of a tree going into the block machine 

 at Portsmouth, and coming out, at the other end, cut 

 and bored, and shaped into blocks, ready for sheeving. 

 This would have been as incredible, fifty years ago, as 

 to have a ship loaded with cotton heave up alongside 

 a tide factory ; turn in her bales at one end, and have 

 calicoes wound out at the other. The reader will 

 amile ; but this is an event less unhkely than that 

 Great Britain shall sink for want of coals, so long as 

 the industry and enterprise of her population are pre- 

 served. 



J. P. 



TO DICTYNNA, 



O, beautiful as faithless ! Can I pause 

 And think without emotion how the first 

 Bright fascination of thy loveliness 

 Stole o'er me, like an inspiration thrown 

 Around a kneeling worshipper — how all 

 The witchery of thy beauty flung its rays 

 With fervour and with poison o'er my heart, 

 As, in its splendour, the coiled serpent*s glance 

 Enchants its feathered victim — but to kill ! 



O, beautiful as faithless ! though the smiles 

 Of many greet thee now another^s bride ; 

 And Joy lays down her treasures at thy feet. 

 Canst thou remain without a startling thought, 

 Even in the gladdest hour, of dark remorse 

 For violated vows — for broken faith ; 



