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once deducible from the preceding. In the figure, B is the right 

 angle in the triangle ABC. The lines within the square on the 

 hypothenuse are drawn parallel to the sides of the triangle and 

 D E is taken equal to A D or B C. Precisely the same dissection 

 serves for the proposition of Pappus, the parallelograms constructed 

 on the two sides, and on the outside of the triangle, being first changed 

 into two others (without altering their areas) having their sides coin- 

 cident in direction with the sides of the triangle. D E is to be taken 

 equal to that side of the parallelogram on whose production it lies, 

 and the figure marked 5 in the parallelogram over the base is to be 

 translated without rotation to its new position at the top of its parallel- 

 ogram on the side, and not as represented in the figure which is correct 

 only in the case of rectangles. J. B. C. 



EEYIE WS 



The St. Zawrence and the Saguenmj, and other Poems, By Charles 

 Sangster. Kingston, C. W. : John Creighton and John Duff, 

 1856. 



Poems. By Alexander McLauchlan. Toronto : John C. Geikie, 1856. 



Oscar and other Poems. By Carroll Ryan : Hamilton, Franklin 

 Press, 1857. 



A Song of Charity {Canadian Edition.~\ Toronto ; Andrew H. 

 Armour & Co., 1857. 



Poetry is the natural progeny of a nation's youth. It is the eldest 

 as well as the fairest, of the offspring of literature ; if indeed it be 

 not rather her parent, for songs were sung long before letters were in- 

 vented. Our Province, however, occupies a singular position in this 

 its Canadian youth. Our schooling has been too much alongside of 

 the elder of Europe's nations, and our individual thoughts partake too 

 largely of the experience which centuries have accumulated around 

 the old Saxon hearth, to admit of the lyrical or epic muse inspiring 

 for us the lay that is born of nature in the true poet's heart. We are 

 past the first poetic birth-time, which pertains to the vigorous infancy 

 of races ; we have yet to attain to the era of refinement from which a 

 high civilization educes new phazes of poetic inspiration. We cannot 



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