familiarisation at Shetly; but, when Evrett was alluded to, his port evinced that veteran did not occupy a post enviable in his appraisment; and to such an extent deferred his father to Herbert, that this would have biased Villiers, had it not been for the daughter; to whom also might be attributed his indecision towards a French trip Herbert perpetually declared himself anxious to

arrange.

And now, Reader! whoever thou art, which hast toiled thus far-rejoice and be exceedingly glad! thy indefatigability is not without its bonus! for verily thou hast attained, after thy trials and "hopes deferred," the precise spot at which thou didst commence; but, as those latter contingents are apt to "make sick," and this circumvolutionary motion has an effect of generating drowsiness, it behoves thee to brace thyself on a sudden, and distend to their extremest scope thine orbs of vision, to fully see and fitly bear what shall forthwith compel thy notice.

The past is as the chronicle of those superficialities that diurnally surround thyself: let's go a little deeper, by degrees.

Thus approximating to the conversation prefixed in conformity with epopic canon, it re

mains but to substantiate the justice of Lord Camell's cross-examination.

In fact, ere Grace and Villiers corporeally encountered, report had brought them together mentally-as brother and sister spirits. When at length, therefore, they came in contact, lo! there was a mutual understanding to the fore! And ultimately, as their comprehension of each augmented, their adaptation grew plainer: she descrying all that but slept, and might be reawakened, in Emile-and he, in her, the only creature who, for years back, had the potentiality of doing so.

And needs it, then, to state expressly that they loved? Is it not enough to signify that secresy yet veiled the sentiment? but such secresy as no heart ever maintained unbroken, while deeds, tones, and glances have been actuated by the blood that flows therefrom. Once, when canvassing Rochefoucault's—" Il n'y a point de déguisement qui puisse long-temps cacher l'amour où il est, ni le feindre où il n'est pas," was Villiers nigh betraying what daily infused healthier forecast within him—but apprehensiveness deterred; since, how preferable, even in its suspense, is the love which has the trembling possibility of reception

safety, than that which has the hard decisiveness of repulse and precipitation.

But, though unconfessed, it was not the less absorbing. Ah, fleeting almost immediately on recognition! can aught prevent your flight, or prolong your rapture? what spell, when our younger sun is over, again flash forth the glow which lent Corruption different hue, and exhibited Immortality itself under happier aspect?

Dream on, then, ye revelers of the era! let Truth and Deception-all of Reality and of Romance— wreathe you in their brightest interminglings! let Imagination, in what she conjures up of ecstasy-Reason, in what she ratifies as laudable -shed round you a Shekinah that halloweth all it rests upon! surmise not the soil ye trample, the element ye inhale.

Love on! love on! ye children of the early life!-erect and high-thoughted Grace, and thou, the new-baptised and re-impassioned Villiers! for there's a divinity about your union. The artificial alloys it not; it breathes of nature; and, so, incites to good. Delightedly doth the Angel-Clerk enter in his else-repellant record-with a smile that lightens Heaven to its far abysses, the

Almighty Master sanctifies-what, with a laugh, more puissant Man un-blesses!

Love on! for earth now is yours! All that the Mind approves, the Heart sighs for, and the Soul deserves, gather to a halo, of which yourselves appear the centre, and the world within its circumference!

END OF THE FIRST BOOK.

BOOK II.

No. 1.-A Crisis.

I have the right to curse!

SHIEL.-Bellamira.

The world is one hypocrisy of suffering; uncomprehended by those who never investigate its evidence, and denied by such as most habitually extend its sphere. The cathedral sends aloft an anthem to the God of Rest; and midst the reverberations, half celestial, that for the time entrance with the glory of a false religion-who computes the toil in preparation, the harsh lessoning of their exquisiteness, the weak boys' tasked, jaded, and unpitied frame? On the mimic stage, while