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rose and gave to the sun, moon and stars their circular motion. Solid matter fell down and formed the earth and the sea, whence sprang animals and fishes-almost in the same manner that the multitude of insects and of other animals in Egypt are still seen to issue from the earth, tempered by the waters of the Nile."

The Egyptian mythology had two senses, one sacred and sublime, the other sensible and palpable. The priests placed the sphinxes at the entrance on their temples thereby to show that their theology contained secrets of wisdom under enigmatical words. For instance, the inscription on the statues of Isis was in these mystic words: "I am all that has been, all that shall be, and no mortal has ever taken off my veil." Their theology had, therefore, two significations, one holy and symbolical, the other vulgar and literal. The figures of animals represented in temples, and which they seemed to worship, were nothing but hieroglyphics intended to represent divine attributes. In studying their sacred language, the hieroglyphics of which were emblems, one sees that they generally believed an inanimate and confused nature could not be the origin of all things. They believed that there was a supreme intelligence that had created the world, and that there was also in man an intelligence superior to the body, and which was called the soul. But this great and sublime idea was admitted and preserved by the priests, who were more enlightened than the multitude, and, as they highly appreciated an opinion which elevated them so far above other men, they enveloped it with impenetrable mysteries. Even the priests themselves were not admitted to a knowledge of those

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mysteries until they had passed through the most terrible trials. These trials were called initiations. As the objects and forms of worship among the Egyptians were confided to the priests alone, their rites were characterized by blindness, ignorance, bigotry and superstition. perstition. In these absurdities and mummeries they surpassed all other nations.

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The stories which history affords in relation to the Egyptian mythology are meagre. They paid adoration to animals, birds, insects and vegetables, such as garlic, leeks and onions. Juvenal intimates that their religious exercises were not held in estimation by the Romans, but history makes mention of their principal deities. They adopted eight great gods, the Sun, Saturn, Rhea, Jupiter, Vulcan, Vesta and Mercury, or HerChronos, or Saturn, having married Rhea, became the father of Osiris and Isis, or, according to some, of Jupiter and Juno. According to others, Jupiter was the father of five other deities, Osiris, Isis, Typhon, Apollo and Aphrodite, or Venus. The ancients varied in their opinions respecting Osiris, and the Greeks have blended the attributes of others with his. They bestowed on him the divine honors with which Jupiter, Bacchus, Serapis, Pluto, Pan, Anubis, and so on, were loaded. So Isis was the Phrygian Cybele, the Eleusinian Ceres, the Athenian Pallas, the Cypriot Venus, the Cretan Diana, the Sicilian Proserpine, the Roman Bellona, and the like. Thus one nature was comprehended in Osiris and Isis. The Egyptians called the sun "Osiris," and the moon "Isis." With them Osiris signified" full of eyes, very clear sighted;" Isis signified the "antique," because they thought the moon eternal.

WILLIAM DARLINGTON.

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LOVE WITHOUT RETURN.

RIEVE not, fond man, nor A note of merry laughter comes from far; I hear of distant herds the tinkle low;

let one tear

Steal from thine eyes; Down in the vale, where cool the shadows

she'll hear

No more of Cupid's shafts; they fly

For wounding her; so
let them die.
For why shouldst thou nour-
ish such flames as
burn

Thy easy breast, and not have like return?
Love forces love, as flames expire
If not increased by gentle fire.

Let, then, her frigid coolness move
Thee to withdraw thy purer love,
And, since she is resolved to show
She will not love, do thou so too.
For why should beauty so charm thine eyes
That if she frown thou'lt prove her sacrifice?
Love forces love, as flames expire
If not increased by gentle fire.

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are,

The brook goes by with constant murmur

ing flow.

The same bird sings that did one year ago, I hear the hum of insect life again; All things seem bright and beautiful; but oh, 'Tis not the same bright world that it was then.

Yes, all is changed, though outwardly the

same:

The bird no longer sings to listening ear; Though all the west with crimson is aflame,

The day seems like November, gray and

drear.

When I would see, there comes a blinding

tear

Through which I only see a golden past; There comes a memory, when I would hear, Of hopes which were too beautiful to last.

A year ago--but one short year ago

I stood and waited in this selfsame spot; Then was my life with beauty all aglow: I trusted love, for then love failed me not.

I watched his coming ere he had forgot

The well-worn path that led him to my

side;

Then came he always: now he cometh not, But in his absence only hope hath died.

Love dies not thus. Though in that parting

hour

Were spoken bitter words, if love be true They are forgotten ere at morn the flower

From off her silken petals rolls the dew. Love dies not quickly. Ah! he never

knew

As deep a love as that I felt for him. Alas! I fear me men who love are few:

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LOVE.

OVE is the blossom where there blows
Everything that lives or grows;
Love doth make the heavens to move,
And the sun doth burn in love;
Love the strong and weak doth yoke,
And makes the ivy climb the oak,
Under whose shadows lions wild,
Softened by love, grow tame and mild;

Why sigh in vain? Why should my Love no medicine can appease:

sight grow dim?

Night after night I've stood and waited here,

And watched for him e'en as I waited

then

He burns the fishes in the seas;

Not all the skill his wounds can stench,
Not all the sea his fire can quench.
Love did make the bloody spear
Once a leavy coat to wear,

While in his leaves there shrouded lay

Waited in trembling hope, and then in Sweet birds for Love that sing and play.

fear,

Then in despair: he comes no more again.
I've put the rose upon my breast in vain,
In vain bound braids and jewels in my

hair,

JOYS.

GILES FLETCHER.

That, though my heart ached with a numb- HOW fading are the joys we dote upon !

ing pain,

When he should come he'd find me not

less fair.

Like apparitions seen and gone;
But those which soonest take their flight
Are the most exquisite and strong;

Like angels' visits, short and bright,

Come back to me, dear love, come back to Mortality's too weak to bear them long.

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And died. Does youth, does beauty, read So if I dream I have

the line?

Does sympathetic fear their breasts alarm? Speak, dead Maria; breathe a strain divine:

Even from the grave thou shalt have

power to charm.

Bid them be chaste, be innocent, like thee;
Bid them in duty's sphere as meekly

move;

And if so fair, from vanity as free,

As firm in friendship and as fond in love, Tell them, though 'tis an awful thing to die

'Twas even to thee-yet, the dread path

once trod,

Heaven lifts its everlasting portals high
And bids "the pure in heart behold their
God."

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WILLIAM MASON.

THE DREAM.

MAGE of her whom I love more than she

Whose fair impression in my faithful heart Makes me her medal, and makes her love

me

I have you, you,

For all our joys are but fantastical,
And so I 'scape the pain, for pain is true,
And sleep, which locks up sense, doth lock

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To this gross clay confined, flutters on earth
With less ambitious wing, unskilled to range
From orb to orb where Newton leads the
way,

As kings do coins, to which their stamps And view with piercing eyes the grand

impart The value, go, and take my heart from hence, heart from hence, Which now is grown too great and good

for me.

Honors oppress weak spirits, and our sense
Strong objects dull; the more, the less, we

see.

machine,

Worlds above worlds, subservient to His
voice

Who, veiled in clouded majesty, alone
Gives light to all, bids the great system

move

And changeful seasons in their turns advance, When you are gone, and reason gone with Unmoved, unchanged himself,-yet this at

you,

Then phantasy is queen, and soul and all; She can present joys meaner than you do, Convenient and more proportional.

least

Grant me propitious: an inglorious life
Calm and serene, nor lost in false pursuits
Of wealth or honors, but enough to raise

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