20 THE PHILADELPHIA FLORIST. [May 



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Labor's Cry —By a Laborer. 



J Tis hard — 'tis hard ! — to wander thro' this cheery world of ours, V 



Beneath a sky of smiling blue, on velvet paths of flowers, \ 



With music in the woods — nought there but pleasure known — 

 Angelic midst earth's solitudes, and yet with want to groan; 

 To see no beauty in the stars — in nature's sunny smile, 

 To feel accursed by misery, willing, but dare not toil — 

 There's burning sickness at my heart — 1 die for lack of bread ; 

 God of the wretched, hear my prayer— I would that 1 were dead! 



Heaven reigneth down its manna still, in many a golden shower, 



And, feed with fragrant breath the leaves, with silver dew the flower ; 



There's honey'd fruit for bee and bird, with bloom laughs out the tree, 



And food for all God's happy things, but none gives food to me. 



Yet earth in plenty's garland crown smiles on my aching eye, 



The purse-proud, chilled by luxury, disdainful pass me by; 



I've willing hands, and eager heart, yet may not work for bread : 



God of the wretched, hear my prayer — I would that I were dead ! 



T. G. M. Buckingham. 



Armand Marrast, who was once a great man amongst the great 

 men of France, was borne to an unhonored tomb by unhonored men, 

 but one was there who knew him ; who was not afraid to say he 

 knew the Armand Marrast, of Feb. 1848. He spoke of him, as one. 

 injured Patriot might speak of a ruined comrade, spoke of him as a 

 man, the great relationship of the world. No one can cavil at the eloge 

 funebre of Lamartine, at the grave of Marrast ! No one can help feel- 

 ing that there is still some purity in the human mind ! No one can 

 call down on the soothed Republican leader, the wrath of a mock re- 

 publican tyrant — they dare not so insult the tomb which they may 

 wish to honor. — Philopatria, 



Schools of Design, are evidences of refinement in all communities, 

 they are numerous in France ; there every schoolboy learns some 

 branch of the fine Arts. There is a nourishing School of Desingn, in 

 Dublin, the Metropolis of Ireland, and one in Belfast, the Athens of 

 that Country. At a late examination in the Dublin Establishment, 

 a premium of a copy of Prof. W. Harvey's, Sea-side Manuel, a trea- 

 tise on the N. Ord., Algcz, or sea weeds, was presented to each suc- 

 cessful Student by Lord Clarendon. These books were paid for out 

 of the funds of the Committee of the Royal Dublin Society, and not 

 presented at the expense of the Government, through Lord Clarendon 

 Her Majesty's Representative, as has been erroneously stated. — Cor- 

 respondent of London Paper. 



I \\y~ A large and influential meeting, was held at the Earl of Charle- J 



A monts, Dublin, for the purpose of organizing a testimonial to the 

 /2 memory of Thomas Moore Esq., the Irish Poet and Historian. G\ 



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