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which is so exactly initiated as not to be distinguished from manuscript, that AIr. Nouse presents to the public.

 -------------- (Caato VI concluded from fourth page.) And by her side, with modest, downw ard

 look, And slanted head, like some arch fairy, is Another tempter-oh--in love'a bripht

 book, And in his sweet, delicious mysteries. How deeply could I read, in some still

 nook, With thee-and fill the moments up with Forget the world when circled by thy

 arms And count it all well lost' for thy sweet

 charms. Ah! ye were made to lure mankind to

 sin, And lead from heaven-ye bright and

 beautifuI. And could one leave the world and all it's

 din, And with your love his troubIous sorrow

 lull, Yea, make his heaven your wreathing

 dEuiS WltuIbi iife were ali biiss---io love were but io

 cull The flowers and fruits, and never touch

 the thorn, By which the heart is now so often torn. Oh! woman is most lovely and adored, For gentIeness and sw eet humility; She seems most sweet, and is most dearly

 stored, When like a lilly floating on the sea Whose fragrance upon every wind is pour Or like vine whose tendrils clasp the

 tree, She is most fragile and most delicate- We best love what Is most affectionate. And there should be within her heart 8

 pride, That flashes up al times into the eye; Even as streams that do most gently glide Will foam when rocks within the current This is 1t which hath made some deided, And wrought on men for love and them to

 die, And this in times of old and quaint TO-

 nance, Put into rest the warrior's chosen lence. But woman never should turn politician, Like Mrs. Royail--that IS for MY taste Or preach in public. even if her mission Be apostolic-'tis shocking waste of modesty-or hold up to derision The demigod-the general misplaced As Mrs. Barney did some years ago, lis rather masculine--and odd or so. .Busk ye Bnsk ye ,ny bonny, bonny bride, !, But do it not if men should be about Or f you dc be snre the bus!g to hide Under handkerchief-and take il out Men know where such things ft--not by

 your side-- 1t least l do--and so do they no doubt A thousand other things too, which take

 place, And must bs done--but, not before our

 face. Ike to see woman know the world But she should keep her knowledge to

 herself; l like to see pretty nose upcurled-- 1t adds more zest to winning such an elf-- like to see a lovers hopes downhurled-- Too many slighted, lays upon the shelf The loveliest, until she biddeth fair To lead hereafter monkeys, you know

 where. like to look pretty one i' the eye, But hate to have her stare--l like white And pretty hand--apd moist too--and a

 sigh Beneath the stars, or glittering moon

 light ,-- like 10 sse 2 woman arch and sly, But not romp-except my love IS slight like a ring or two, but not too many, Better than four on each hand, not have

 any. l like to hear a pretty woman lie-- 1t shows her talent and her bel esprit like 10 hear pretty woman sigh, Complaining of her husband unto me, Ii proves that she's fool--llkewise that ] Some day shall be to her, toujours cheri- To so much virtue l do not pretend, AS some who have stock on hand to lend; Who look on women, wine and cards with

 horror. All, things that have dabbled with, and

 