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THE MUSIC OF NATURE,
ORIGINAL POETRY.

THERE's music in the glistening waves

That splash upon the sandy shore, A LAMENT FOR THE FLOWERS,

Or else in dark and rocky caves A LAMENT for the flowers

Like thunder roar.
The gay-robed flowers

There's music in the stormy night
That bloomed 'neath the summer's sky;

When old trees bending shake and fall, That were sent in showers

And fitfully the moon's pale light
To this world of ours

Shines upon all.
By Him who dwells on high.

There's music on the mountain steep,
No song-birds now

Where dashing torrents roll along,
From the leafy bough

From rock to rock the waters leap
Pour forth sweet music, they

With wildest song.
Have gone to roam

There's music in the stream that glides
In the sunshine's home;

O'er pebbly stones in winding ways,
They have fled to the south away;

And ripples gently murm'ring tides
And the butterfly

'Neath flowing sprays. No more sails by

There's music in the whispering sound
On veins of gossamer,

Of zephyrs o'er the moorland ling,
For the gay-hued door

There's music all the earth around, of the honey store

In every thing.

MARIA MAT.
Is oped no more for her.
By the hoary mist

A NIGHT SONG.
Now the earth is kissed,
When the fair flowers all are gone,

I HEARD the clock strike twelve-the night And around their bier,

Was toilsome, long and dreary;

The owlet scream'd in the woods close by, By December drear, A shroud of snow is thrown.

And I lay of life aweary!

I heard the clock strike one-the hours,
And the tiny bee
No more I see

They seem'd to pass so slowly,
Wand'ring among sweet flowers

And I saw the moon sail through the sky His trump no more

As I lay so melancholy!
Re-echoes o'er

The owlet ceased-but hark! the air
The earth in sunny hours.

With a joyous sound is ringing!
A lament for the flowers

It is the song of the nightingale

That in the woods is singing!
The gay-rob'd flowers
That bloomed ’neath the summer's sky,

O nightingale! sweet nightingale!
That were sent in showers

I feel no longer weary,
To this world of ours

I love to list to thy melody,
By Him who dwells on high.

And the night seems no more dreary
JOHN GEO, THOMSON. Oh, joy! for now the night is past,

The grey daybreak is dawning;

I hear a voice that is borne on the wind,
MY GRAVE.

“Arise! arise, it is morning !"

C. H. B.
WISH not for my dust a sculptured tomb,
Rising in stately marble mid the gloom

A DAY DREAM,
Of some cathedral's cloistral shade:
The fairest sepulchre e'er made

I DREAMT that I had found my kindred soul, Will soon be mouldering like its tenant clay;

That on this earth no more I walked alone; E'en the most grand and costly pile

I seemed enwrapped in happiness, so great, Crumbles to dust away.

So pure, so strong, that nought could harm me

then. No! I would have my final earthly home

All clouds had rolled away, and I beheld Where evening's lingering sunbeams oft might The opening vista of my future life come,

Streaming with sunshine, gladdened with dear And gently smile upon the perfumed flowers;

love, Where, from their hidden leafy bowers,

Love from a heart so good, a mind so true, The feathered songsters might sweet anthems

So earnestly sincere,- with such a guide raise,

How could'I fail to tread the narrow path aright! Filling the air with melody, And soft harmonious praise.

Be still, my heart! be cool, my throbbing brain !

Why dream of that you never may attain? What-though no flattering monumental stone Beware of loving with your love unsought, Might tell whose ashes slun bered there unknown, f wearing chains by your own fancy wrought. What matters it ? Those whom I love,

For though your ideal realized you see, Their fadeless men ory woulu j rove

Your standard reached, though Jofty it may be. B: shedding o'er my loi ely grave the tear

Why should your ideul stoop on you to think? Of pure aftection-blessed pledge

Unworthy one, awake! and from such day-dreams OI tenderness sincere!

shrink, MYLES SANDYS

L'INCONNUE.

FLOWERS OF FABLE.

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THE FOX AND THE CROW. trotted away, laughing to himself at the

easy credulity of the Crow. (FROM CROXALL.]

MORAL. A Crow, having stolen a piece of cheese

It is a maxim in the schools, from a cottage window, flew up into a high tree with it, in order to eat it; which the

That “Flattery's the food of fools;".

And whoso likes such airy meat, Fox observing came and sat underneath, and began to compliment the Crow upon

Will soon have nothing else to eat. the subject of her beauty. “I protest, says he, "I never observed it before, but THE HUSBANDMAN AND THE your feathers are of a more delicate white

STORK. than any that ever I saw in my life! Ah! what a fine shape and graceful turn of body

(FROM CROXALL.] is there !-and I dare say you have a beau- THE HUSBANDMAN pitched a net in his tiful voice. If it be but as fine as your com- fields to take the Cranes and Geese which plexion, I do not know a bird that can pre- came to feed upon the new-sown corn, and tend to stand in competition with you.”

caught several, both Cranes and Geese. The Crow, tickled with this very civil Among them was a STORK, who pleaded language, nestled and wriggled about, and hard for his life ; and among other apolohardly knew where she was; but thinking gies which he made, alleged that he was the Fox a little dubious as to the particular neither Goose nor Crane, but a poor harmof her voice, and having a mind to set him less STORK. “ That may be true," replies night in that matter, she began to sing, and, the HUSBANDMAN, " but, as I have taken in the same instant, let the cheese drop out you in bad company, and in the same crime, of her mouth. This being what the Fox you must expect to suffer the same punishwanted, he snapped it up in a moment; and ment.”

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WOMEN IN TURKEY.

on the strong. The woman, being reputed

feeble, has everything permitted her, or The word Harem has a very various sig- nearly so ; to be angry without a cause, not nification. There is that of the poor, of the to have ordinary common sense, to say anymiddle, and the highest classes, the harem thing she likes, to do precisely the reverse of the provinces and the capital, that of the of what is asked, and particularly of what country and the town; the harem of the is ordered, to work only just as much as she young, and that of the old ; of the faithful likes, to spend in her own way the money Mussulman regretting the 'old style, and of her husband earns, to feign illness, to comthe sceptical Mahometan wearing a coat, plain without rhyme or reason, such are her and all" for reform. Each of these harems privileges. By virtue of what law or instihas its own peculiar characteristic, its degree tution, by the direct or indirect eftect of of importance, its manners and customs. what custom or principle, does she enjoy all The least extraordinary of all, and which this? The law gives her up defenceless to comes the nearest to an honest Christian the caprice of her lord and master; custom household, is the harem of the poor dweller condemns her. It is therefore only the in the country: obliged to work in the fields kindness of heart, the tenderness, the natuand kitchen gardens, to lead the flocks to ral generosity of the Turk, which insure graze, to journey from one village to another his wife an almost absolute impunity. The to sell or purchase her provisions, the pea- Turkish peasant has a feeling at once patersant's wife is not a prisoner within the nal and lover-like for his companion; never walls of the harem; and even, when (which does he knowingly and willingly disoblige happens rarely) the conjugal dwelling has her, and there is no annoyance to which he two rooms, one of which is categorically would not cheerfully submit for her sake. reserved for the females, men are not rigor. Woman ages rapidly in these climes; man ously excluded. It is rare that a peasant on the contrary, better adapted for fatigues has many wives; it happens only in excep- and privations, enjoys an almost eternal tional cases, such as when a day-labourer, a verdure. Nothing is more common here servant, or any inferior, marries his master's than to see a man between eighty and ninety widow, an event which only takes place years of age surrounded by his infant when the lady is no longer of an age to children. Notwithstanding this disproporaspire to a more brilliant match. Thanks tion, the union contracted almost in childto this union, the servant is more wealthy hood is rarely sundered but by death; I than before, and, after some years of wedded have seen women, decrepit, hideous, and life, profits by this fortune to unite himself | infirm, protected, cared for, adored by fine to a companion more to his taste.

old men, upright as the mountain pine, I hardly met with any polygamist pea- their silvery beards long and abundant, their sants, but such as had married in their early eyes bright and serene. youth a much older woman possessing some “How much you must love your huswealth. With this exception, the home of band !" I said one day to an old woman, the Moslem peasant resembles that of the blind and paralytic, whom one of those Christian one, and, with regret do I say it, stately old men of whom I have just spoken the former might often serve as a model tó had brought to me in the hope that I could the latter. Should each have equal fidelity, restore her to sight and motion. The old the advantage is on the side of the Turk, woman had come astride on a donkey, which for his is not imposed either by religious or her husband led by the bridle as he walked civil law, by custom, morality, or public by her side. He had afterwards taken her opinion, and the inducement is the kind in his arms, placed her on a bench near my ness of his nature, which revolts from the door, and had installed his poor helpmate thought of afflicting his companion. Nei- there on a heap of cushions, with all the ther does he make her purchase by ill treat- solicitude of a mother for her child. “How ment, nor even by ill humour, the privilege much you must love your husband !” said I of which he might deprive her,--that of then to the blind woman. being sole mistress of his house ; never “I should love my sight,replied she. does he retaliate, by making her unhappy, I looked at the husband, who smiled for the restraint he imposes upon himself sadly, but without a shadow of ill will. for her sake. His simple and generous mind “Poor woman!” said he, passing the is incapable of these petty meannesses. The back of his hand over his eyes; her blindtradition of feminino weakness is not re- ness makes her very wretched. She cannot garded as a fable in the East, and therefore get used to it: but you can restore her to the weak are considered to have every claim sight, can you not, Bessadées."

ago"

As I shook my head, and was about to exercised over the superior classes by the assure him of my inability, he pulled the deplorable constitution of the Mussulman skirt of my robe, and made me a sign to be family. The fatal results of this may be silent.

most easily judged in the middle classes of “ Have you any children?” I then asked Turkish society, by their servile imitation him.

of the example of the higher. Let us enter “Alas ! I had one, but he is dead long the harem of a respectable citizen or small

country gentleman. Above all, the privi"And how is it that you have not taken leged traveller (female of course) who may another wife, more robust, and in better wish to pay a visit to this melancholy spot, health, who might have given you chil- must not have any illusions, and must be dren ?

prepared to surmount much repugnance. Ah! that is easy to say, but this poor Picture to yourselves a wing of the house, creature would have been grieved by it, and separated from the building itself, in which that would have prevented me from being the male servants alone dwell and where happy with another, even with children. the master receives his guests. The entrance You know, Bessadée, one cannot have to this wing is generally a vast courtyard, everything in this world. I have loved my where the fowls perch ou all kinds of dirt wife forty years, and I cannot make another and rubbish. A wooden staircase, with choice !"

broken and worm-eaten steps, leads to the The man who thus spoke was a Turk. upper apartments, which consist of a large His wife belonged to him like household vestibule opening on four rooms; one of goods; no one would have blamed, no law these is reserved to the lord of this abode, would' have punished him, had he freed him- who dwells there with his favourite for the self by some violent measure from so useless moment. The other chambers are occupied a burden. In such a case, the only inquiry by the rest of what is called here, the family. would have been as to his motives for thus Women, children, female visitors, the slaves acting. Fortunately the character of the of the master or mistresses, compose the Turkish nation corrects its odious customs. population. There is a precious foundation of goodness, In the East there are no beds, properly so gentleness, simplicity, and a remarkable called, nor rooms specially dedicated to instinct of respect for what is great, of pity repose. Large presses contain during the for what is weak. This instinct has resisted, day heaps of mattresses, counterpanes, and and will long yet, we hope, resist the intlu- pillows.” At night, each of the inhabitants ence of dangerous institutions founded ex- of the harem takes from this press what she clusively on the right of strength and self- requires, makes her bed, no matter where ishness. To be able to understand what on the floor, and sleeps with her clothes on. mildness and serenity there is in the Turkish When one room is quite full, the new nature, one should observe the peasants of arrivals establish themselves elsewhere, and Mahometan origin either in the fields, at if all be crowded, the last comers place the market, or in the coffee-house. The themselves in the vestibule or on the stairs. harvest, the price of barley, their families, Nothing can be more offensive to European are the invariable subjects of their conver- eyes than the sight of these ladies rising in sation. No one speaks in a loud voice, nor the morning, in the habiliments of the prepushes a joke far enough to wound or even ceding day, all faded and tumbled by the weary his companions. No one ever mingles pressure of the mattress and the irregular his talk with those oaths or coarse sayings movements of sleep. which the lower orders in other countries The principal object of the head of a delight to use. Do they owe this exquisite Turkish famıly being to multiply this family reserve, these noble yet simple manners, to as much as possible, everything in domestic education ? No, to nature alone. Nature life is subservient to this consideration. has been lavish to the Turkish people; its Should a wife remain childless two or three institutions tend but to destroy her gifts. years, she is sent way, her husband replacing As we depart from the classes where the her by another. Nobody cares for the primitive character is preserved, and enter regrets or jealousy of the poor forsaken the middle or the yet higher regions, there one; but it is right to add, that if, instead vice appears, vice which increases, spreads, of tears and lamentations, she takes upon and ends by reigning alone.

herself to get rid of her rival in any way, We have just witnessed the good instincts nobody cares for the fate of the other. "Í of the Turkish nature as revealed in the believe, therefore, that nowhere are to be peasant; we must now study the influence I found any creatures more degraded than the

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Turkish women of the middle classes; this teeth, round chin, oval face,--Buch is the degradation is stamped on their counte- Georgian. I admire the women of this race;

It is difficult to pronounce as to but once admired, I turn away and look at their beauty, for their cheeks, lips, eye-them no more, for I am sure to find them brows, and eyelids are disfigured by thick again, when it pleases me to look, exactly layers of paint, applied without taste or the same as I left them, without one smile moderation; their shape is spoiled by the more or less, or the slightest variation of ridiculous cut of their garments, and their espression. If a child be born or die, if her locks are replaced by goats' hair dyed a master adore or detest her, her rival be deep orauge; the expression of their features triumphant or banished, the Georgian coun. is that of stupidity, coarse sensuality, tenance “gives no sign." I do not know if hypocrisy, and liarshness-not the slightest time ever brings any change to this statue. trace of any principle of morality or religion. like beauty, the soulless brilliancy of which Their children at once occupy and weary is perfectly irksome. them; they take care of them, as of the The Circassian has neither the same adstepping stone which serves to attain the vantages nor their opposite defects. It is a favour of their lord, but all thoughts of beauty of the North, recalling that of maternal love and 'duty are strangers to Germany, but this resemblance goes no them. On their side, the children have as further than outward form. The Circassians little real affection for their mothers; the are mostly blondes; their complexion is of boys consider them as servants, give them a lovely freshness, their eyes blue or grey, orders, rebuke them if negligent, and I do their features, though delicate and pleasing, not know if they always confine themselves are irregular. The Circassian is as false to words. The children despise their and cunning as the Georgian is foolish and mothers, and the habit of living all together haughty. The one is capable of deceiving makes them lose filial respect, and often her lord, but the other would bore him to communicates to them the deplorable pas- death. The great occupation of these ladies sions which agitate themselves. The rivalry is dress. They are to be found at all hours, of power among the mothers is a source of clad in scarlet crape or sky blue satin, their animosity, envy, spite, pride, and anger heads covered with diamonds, necklaces among the children.

My mother is richer, round their throats, drops in their ears, handsomer, younger, or börn at Constanti- brooches in their corsage, bracelets on both nople!" This is what these children boast, arms and legs, and rings on their fingers. when they desire to humiliate those whom Bare feet sometimes appear beneath the red they term brothers !

crape robe, and their hair is cut square over The family of the rich and noble Turk of their foreheads, like that of men--but these Constantinople, who has frequented Frank details of toilet are very unimportant. The society or travelled in Europe, does not pre- manners of the fair sex are looked on as

he same aspect; but, alas! save some expressive of the deepest respect, mingled rare exceptions, the silk and brocade cover with reverential fear, to the lord of the but a hideous skeleton. The ladies of these harem. Should he enter, there is instant first-rate harems do not wear a whole week silence, One of his wives removes his or month the same crumpled and soiled boots, another puts on his slippers, a third costume. Every morning, on leaving their offers him his dressing gown, while a fourth sumptuous couches, they quit the garments brings his pipe, his coffee, or preserves. of the day before, and replace them by new He alone possesses the right of speaking, adornments. Their robes, trousers, and and when he deigns to address one of his scarfs are of Lyonnese fabric, and though the companions, she blushes, casts down her European manufacturers only send their eyes, smiles, replies in' a low voice, as worst goods to the East, still they have a though she feared making the charm disvery striking effect when they, envelop the solve, and waking from a dream too delightmagnificent forms of one of the Georgians ful to last! All this is a farce which deor Circassians who people the harems. ceives nobody, any more than we are duped

One word here about these two. races by the assumed timidity of a boarding-school which represent to the inexperienced imagi- miss. In their hearts, these women have pation the type of all female beauty. Tall

, very little sympathy for their lord and large, well made, a brilliant complexion, master. These beings, so easily and sweetly massés of black and shining hair, forehead agitated, whose voice is but a low murmur, high and prominent, aquiline nose, immense address very hard words to each other in a widely opened' black eyes, vermilion lips shrill and screaming tone, and there is formed like those of Grecian statues, pearly 1 hardly any extremity to which they will

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