Enduring stays to us;

The Bust out-lasts the throne,

The Coin, Tiberius;

Even the gods must go ;

Only the lofty Rhyme

Not countless years o'erthrow,Not long array of time.

Paint, chisel, then, or write ;

But, that the work surpass, With the hard fashion fight,With the resisting mass.

ESSAYS IN OLD FRENCH FORMS.

"They are a school to win

The fair French daughter to learn English in ;
And, graced with her song,

To make the language sweet upon her tongue."

BEN JONSON, Underwoods.

P

As, to the pipe, with rhythmic feet
In windings of some old-world dance,
The smiling couples cross and meet,
Join hands, and then in line advance,
So, to these fair old tunes of France,
Through all their maze of to and fro,
The light-heeled numbers laughing go,
Retreat, return, and ere they flee,
One moment pause in panting row,
And seem to say-Vos plaudite !

ROSE-LEAVES.

(TRIOLETS.)

"Sans peser.-Sans rester."

R

A KISS.

OSE kissed me to-day.

Will she kiss me to-morrow?

Let it be as it may,

Rose kissed me to-day.

But the pleasure gives way

To a savour of sorrow ;

Rose kissed me to-day,

Will she kiss me to-morrow?

CIRCE.

IN the School of Coquettes

Madam Rose is a scholar :

O, they fish with all nets
In the School of Coquettes !
When her brooch she forgets

'Tis to show her new collar; In the School of Coquettes Madam Rose is a scholar!