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much light as was necessary to discover a thousand 

 pleasing objects, and at the same time divested of 

 all power of heat. The reflection of it in the water, 

 the fanning of the wind rustling on the leaves, the 

 singing of the thrush and nightingale, and the cool- 

 ness of the walks, all conspired to make me lay 

 aside all displeasing thoughts, and brought me into 

 such a tranquillity of mind, as is, I believe, the next 

 happiness to that of hereafter." 



AUTHOR UNKNOWN. 



MIDSUMMER POMPS 



(From " Thy r sis") 



So, some tempestuous morn in early June, 



When the year's primal burst of bloom is o'er, 



Before the roses and the longest day, 

 When garden walks, and all the grassy floor, 

 With blossoms red and white of fallen May, 



And chestnut-flowers, are strewn, 

 So have I heard the cuckoo's parting cry, 



From the wet field, through the vexed garden- 

 trees, 



Come with the volleying rain and tossing breeze : 

 The bloom is gone, and with the bloom go I ! 



Too quick despairer, wherefore wilt thoti go ? 

 Soon will the high midsummer pomps come on, 



Soon will the musk carnations break and swell, 

 Soon shall we have gold -dusted snapdragon, 

 Sweet-william with his homely cottage-smell, 

 And stocks in fragrant blow ; 



