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FOR THE ENQUIRER. m H. ON THE DEATH OF =. VvasD not for him--he died as warriOr's die, Breas,ine the battles fury in his might; Bright stees were flashing O'er him-and on high Banners were dancing like fair things of light. leading brave hearts that joy tn tempest and in fight. Weep thou for woman, when her angel-form Droops like the violet in the chill of even; When her pure spirit, though Unscathed hy slorn'' Sighs for brighter land and scars to heaven. Well may'st thou shed the agOIizing tear Der wOman's holy bier. But he died proudly-lke the forest pine, Rent by the lightning from the mountain g heigh'i Blood was upon his fachiOn's golden shrine, Drawn from an hundred hearts in that dark fight: Weep thou for Others-mar not with a tear

 The warriors glorious bier. SEDLET. "No ROSE WITHOUT A THORN"

 Selected from '' EIegans Extracts" Of the Rose, fair and young,

 Poets of have sung,

 And the thorns near its bosom embossed; Yet noticed have none

 That the rose is but one, And the th6rns are merciless host.

 Having lived out its day, The mild rose dies away, Averse and unequal to strife:

 But the ttorns still are there,

 The rude emblems of care, To wound through the winter oflife.