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the throne of Gods divinity. True, the stamp of its heavenly origin is defaced x obscured; retracing the fading lineaments and expressing the perverse propensities which would destroy them may by patient continuance in such exertion,be the means ot restoring the lustre of'he impress. You may gEe the soul and impetus to intellect ual and moral greatness, that shall secure it higher destiny throughout the range of its existence. Oh, that the world would awake to the responsibilities ofa mother, and that those who hold this relation might be properly qualified by the complete edu- cation of the mind and heart, for the infiu- ence they hold over the destinies of man.

 7he City of the Dead.-There is to the nor;h of Memphis, solitary lake, which at this season of the year, mingles with the rest of the waters, upon whose shores stands tfe'Necropolis, or City of the Dead-a place melancholy grandeur covered with shrnes and pyramids, where many kngly head, proud even in death has for ages waited the resurrection of its glories. Through range of sepulchral grots underneath, where humbler denizens of the tomb are deposited-looking out each successive generation that visits them with the same face and features they wore centuries ago. Every plant and tree tha, is consecrated to death, from the asphodel- flower to the mystic plantain, lends its sweetness or shadow to this place of tombs; and the only noise that disturbs its eternal calm is the low humming sound of the priests at prayer, when new inhabitant is added to the silent city. Hwasf towards this place of death, that, in q mood of mind as usual, half bright, half gloomy I now, almost unconsciously, directed my bark. The form of the young priestess was con- tinually before my mind. Absorbed in such thoughts rowed on, scarce Knowing whither went, till startled by finding my self within the shadow of the City of the Dead, looked up, and saw rising in suc- cesslon before me, pyramid beyond pyra- mid, each towering more lofty than the o- 'her,--whlIe all were stopped in gran deur by one,npon whose summit the moon seemed to rest, as on a pedestal. Draw '"@ hOo' to tuc SHoTe, ,WtlICU was SuulCIeUt" y elevated to raise this city of monuments above the level of the inundauon, I lifted my oar, and let the little boat rock idly on the water, while my thoughts left equally without direction fluctuated as idly. How various and vague were the dreams that then passed through my mind-that bright vision of the temple mingling itself with all! Sometimes she stood before me, like an aerial spirit, as pure as if that element of spirit and light into which I had seen her vanish was her only dwelling. Some- times, animated with passion, and kindlng into creature of earth she seemed to lean towards me with looks of tenderness, (which it were worlds, but for one instant, to in- spire; and again-as the dark fancies, ,that ever haunted me, recurred,-- saw her cold, parched and blackening, amid the gloom of those eternal sepulcres before me! -Moore's Epicuream