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Burning of the Tower. By George Lunt 107

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Complaint. By H. Peterson . - 39

Conchology, A Page of. By P. P. P. 132

Cry of the Human. By Elizabeth B.
Barrett, England - - 197

Death of Napoleon The. Translated from

Manezoni. By A. H. Everett 216
Disguise The 187
Exile's Lament. Imitated from Virgil.
By A. H. Everett - - 123
Evening in Summer. By Charles G.
Eastman . - - - - 78

Fantasy. By J. R. Lowell - 15

Farewell to New England. By Payne
Kenyon Kilbourn - - - 248
Forest Elm - 226
Ghetto Di Roma. By T. W. Parsons 206
Hermitage of Candoo. By A. H. Ev-
erett . - - - 178

Importunate Author. [With an engrav.] 232

Lines to a Lady. By Mary E. Hewitt 28

Lines to Bunker Hill Monument. By J.
H. Ingraham . - - 187
Lines to M. C. H. - - 259
Lines to By W. W. Story 272
Love's Philosophy. By Mary E. Hewitt 221
Midnight Thoughts. By Charles T.
Congdon - - - 168

Phases. By W. W. Story . - 122

Primeval Woods. By C. F. Hoffma 33

Sabbath Morning . - - - 110

Scenes in Goethe's Faust. By Alexan-

der H. Everett - - 55

Serenade - - - - 115
Shepherd of King Admetus. By J. R.
Lowell - - - - 138

Sigh for Home 88

Song 215

Stream of the Rock. By W. W. Story.
From the German of Stolberg . 9

Summer Evening Melody. By Lewis

To the Daughter of a Friend. By James
T. Fields - - 155
To the River Saco. By Mary E. Hewitt 151
Tribute to the Memory of the Misses
Davidson. By George H. Colton 252

The True Radical . - - 77

The Young Reapers. [With an engrav.] 277

Visit to the Dreamer. [With an engrav.] 142

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Of the various ornamented grounds and gardens which I had opportunity of visiting while in Europe, the one which approaches most nearly to the description of |. Happy Valley in Rasselas, is the country residence or sitio, as it is called, of the kings of Spain, at the village of Aranjuez, about twenty miles south of Madrid. It is situated in a valley surrounded by low hills, on a point of land formed by the confluence of the Tagus with one of its smaller branches called the Jarama. On leaving Madrid to visit this place, you pass over the bridge of Toledo, a massy, stone structure, elevated to a great height over the little river Manzanares. This is, at all times, a meagre stream, and during the hot season it dwindles into a few threads of water, winding their way painfully through a bed of dry sand. An English traveller affirms, that on a public occasion, when a queen of Spain was to make her entry into the capital over the Toledo bridge, the bed of the river below it was watered, in order to prevent her majesty from being incolnmoded by the dust. But this is, of course, a traveller's story, and is found, in fact, in the work of one of a class of persons who, as Sir Henry Wotton said, are “honest men sent abroad to tell lies for the good of their country.” The road to Aranjuez is a very fine one, and passes through a fertile country, laid out for the most part in wheat fields, which are interspersed here and there with a few scattered olive trees. For the information

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of those who are not familiar with the appearance of this tree, it may be remarked that it resembles the peach tree in size, and in the shape of its leaves, although their color is a little less vivid. The celebrated old Gothic city of Toledo is situated in the same direction from Madrid with Aranjuez, though a little off from the direct road, and is generally taken by the traveller on his way either out or home. Although the soil of this part of Spain is productive, it is, like the rest of the vast central plateau, formed of the two Castilles, almost wholly destitute of wood, and but scantily supplied with water, so that it wears to the eye, especially in the hot season, a monotonous and dusty, not to say dreary appearance, which heightens by contrast the effect of the luxuriant vegetation of Aranjuez. On descending into the valley you find yourself at once transported, as it were, into a sort of Elysian garden. The ground is covered with the richest verdure, and under the influence of the ample supply of moisture afforded by the two rivers, the flowers put on their brightest colors, and the trees rise to a height which I have hardly seen equalled in any other part of Spain. Aranjuez was originally a country residence of the Grand Master of the military order of Santiago, and came into possession of the king when that dignity was united to the crown by Ferdinand the Catholic. It was first occupied as a royal residence by the Emperor Charles W., and has been ever

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