THE CLEApCDRIDA, NO. ",
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BY LITTLEToN LIrCHFIELD, ESQ.

 passionate admirer of nature, and the endless variety of her scenery, even frem my boyhood up, have ever sought her often to the total neglect of more important duties.- was in one of those moods when Coke, Blackstone. and Chitty, are but dead weights upon mind enervated and dull from an ex- elusive perusal Ofthem,-and giving them no- tice to quit.-I salIied forth for rambIe upon one of the neighbOring hills, to see the sun set. l love to stand upon some height, even at mid-day-to see vast carpet, spread out below me, with its ground work of velvet green grass-its flowers, the varied colours of many fields of grain-besprinkled here and tkere with tufts of woodland; and if per- chance some gentle river, with its mirrored surface, or even gurgling brook. should be kind enough to come within my view, it makes me happier. But when the gaudy heavens betoken setting sun-O.i it is deli cious. It happened at this time to be just such sun set as most wished to look up- on'-my mind was in state too passive for the sublime-but the beoutitiIit could appre- ciate. It was not one of those sublime, ma jestic appearances of the heavens-when en- battled clouds, whose fiery glare. like moun- tain of molten iron, terrifes as well as tires {: mo, it was that soft, soul pleasing symmetry of rolling vapour, upon which the eye loves to dwell. The mind can comprehend such a scene. analyze its beauties, its varied hues and peacock tints.-The horizon at the south