POETRY.

PROM THE VERMONT AMERICAN. THE BALLOON.
. FROM THE vEnAoNT AMshAOAH'

 THE BALLOON. She riuss.--she Visess-adieu, adieu Paesau,s of Earth for while, to you; UDwasd and upward, she stretches apacs ThrO, the tracklem fields of the azure space,- Onward she alisssowards the morning Ssar.- Upward and onward. .-away, and afar. And now I'm alone on the Heavens wide sea, And, dear planet of earth thou art fading from me, On it's viewlem wave as I'm borne along, Thou ssem'ss like the land of the minstrePs song, AllbrightnesB and beauty-adieu, adien Planet of earth, thou art lOstto my view. Frail bark thrO' mid-heaven hold onward thy way Toward the shadOwless source of eternal day :- The clouds are below thec,-immensity round; Fly on thrO' yon vault to it's flaming bound." And what art thou now, vain Earth, to mel What thy heartless pOmp, and thy pageantry? o, the chainesB mind! how it wanders free Thro' the wilderiDg maze of eternity! And how-as the mystic web it filings Of it's own, itS seraphic imaginings Der Gods handy-work-hOw it pants to soar To the land where Eartb's sins and Earsh's sorrow

 are OCT. COLIN.

 "fIe passed the flaming bounds of space.-GrGy.