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 Mysterious round what skill, what force divine, Deep felt, in these appear !-- Thomson.

 Another year is added to the chronology ofiime.- We have again fulfilled Ihe promise of old, that there should be summer aud winter, seed tirse and harvest" It is gone to be numbered with the pact; with those years which go ne forever. & may now cast "longing, lingering look behind" on the time when the fields were covered with tender heri,ase, and crowned wish flowers of ynsied hae. whose fra. graaes, waited ny gentle sephyrs conseyed new life aad animation to hosoms--wheS aal was made vo- cal bJ the mNsic of the Iea,hered songsers Of the grove-when it pheasant 10 repair to the shade ef the spredOg tree, to from the ervid rays of the midday But it is gone, with all its varied scenes ogjoy and Farewell, then, to depart ed time! Be thou monitor for fature years and where we have acted unwseiy, teach us to do 90 no more. Farewell to departed joys and sorrows! we have drank thy mixed cup, and would not wish tO drink it again. No--anticIpaton, that ever faithful companion, tells Us that shall yet see brighter says and drink pdrer dasgh,s from the cup of happiness. Bn anticipation is only faithf1i, as by her are never forsakeR Though the past has been dark ened by many cloud of sorrow and disappointment, with only a few scattered rays ofthe sunshine oihappiness she would fain persuade us tat tho future will he lair and cloudless But we may be assured, that shalt yet he met by the fowns. well the smiles of for. tune; Ina, disappointment and sorrow will yet be the portion of all mortal beings and thas the only ree- dy for the evils Of this life is conisnted mind and firm reliance that Providence which does ell things for the hest.

 But, now, no lark awakeS the morn

 No roses hang with peariy dew No tinted flowers the fields adorn :;

 No cheering prospects greet the view.

 The green-clad forests now have lost

 Their yerdure, and their former pride;

 The purling streamlets, bound by frost,

 Now glitter on the mountains side.

 The yernal blossoms have decayed;

 The summer's beauties fled away;

 And .auttimn in its gold asssyec,

 Has yielded to stern winter's sway. 'Tis true, those scenes have passed away, Bat s.ilis onsht not our ahenks a xas fs-. 4

 We have enjoyed the summers day,

 And lived beneath the vernal skies. CT.