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The following lines, by the Scottish VIII
son. will be pcrused with interest Wy the low
ors of brilliant poetry.


ADDRESS TO THE WILD DEER.
Magnificent creature so stately and bright!
IN the pride of thy spirit pursuing thy flights
For what hath the child Of the desert to dread,
Waiting up his own mountains that far bcafRihg


head;
Or borne Ike whiIlwind far down on the vale >
Hall King of the wild and the beauttul!--ha.
Hlill Idol divine whom nature hath borne
Der hundred hiltops since the mist OF the


morn,
Whom the pilgrim lone wand'ring on mountain


and moor
As the vision glitles by him, may blameless adore;
For the 10y Of tie happy, the strength oil the


free
Are spread in garment of glory DER thee
up, up 10 Won cliff! like king to his throne
Der the black silent forest piled lofty and lone
throne which the eagle is glad to resign
Unto footsteps so fleet and so fearless rs thine,
There the bright heather springs up in love OF


thy breast,
Lo the clouds in the depth Of the sky are al
And the race of the Mild winds IS o'er on the


hill!


In the hush Of the mountains ye antlers lie still;
Though your branches now toss i'll the storm OF


delight,
Like tie arms of the pine on yon sheltcring


height,
one moment--thou bright Apparition
Then melt DER the crags, like the sun from the
Alofi on the wcather-gleam, scorning the earth,
The wild spirit hung in majessica mrth;
IN dalhancc with danger he bounded in bliss,
o'er the fathomess gloom of each moaning
abyss,
Der the grim rocks careering with prosperous
motion,
like ship by herself in full sail o'cr the ocean!
Then proudly he turn'd ere he sank to the dell,
| And shook from his forehead hauty farewell,
While his horns in crescent of radiance shone,
Like flag burning bright when the vessel is
gone.


from his eyrie the eagle hath soar'd with a
scream,


And wake on the edge Of the cliff from my


dreams


Where now is the light Of thy far-beaming
brow


Fleet son Of the wilderness! where art thou now
Again DER yon crag thou returnst to my sight,
Like the horns Of the moon from the cloud OF the


night!


Serene on tliy travcl-as soul in dream
Thou ncedest no bridge DER the rush of the


stream.


With thy presence the plne-grove IS hid as wit


light,


And the caves as thou passest one moment are


bright.


Mid the mist stealing up from the cataract:


shock,


Through the arch of the rainbow that lies on the


rock


Thou Ang'st thy bold beauty, exulting and free
0'er PIT OF grim blackncss that roars like the


sea-


His voyage is o'er!--As if struck by spell
lie motonless stands in the bush of the dell
There softly and slowly sinks down on his breast
In the midst of his pastime enamourd OF rest
stream in clear pool that endeth its race
dancing ray chain'd to one sunshlny place
Acoud by the winds to calm solitude driven
Ahurricane dead in the silence heaven.