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LITE ftATURE , 110 She eases upofa many a shining , brook, a- cornea wna icicies, as u uiuiwuis ju w ny windings to the larger stream, j She looks on many a deep and lonesome Valley her paleray shines dimly on moss-grown tocks, almost obscured by evergreens! and; wild vines. Bat she flings her soft; and silent beams upon yonder proud domey towering ahnvp mir "faT-famftd caoitoL" which is dim ly seen in the distance; and her soft light plays upon thelolty spire tna$ ns.es irom one of our sacred fanes. All is silent. The death-like stillness tfiat reigns over our sleep-ino- ettv is onlr broke! bv the occasional bark of the faithful domestic, or the footstep of some nigm-wauier a wu-wuiicuict i t . J't OMEGA. J. Raleigh, NqV26, 1838. the microcosm. , TOR THE MICROCOSM. THE APPROACH OF WINTER. ThATvrfisetit season of the reams calcula- j. ' - . : j ; - ted to "fill the mind with a nleasiner melan choly. The sweet Sabbath of the year is . gently stealing awayit will soon be gone. 1 Vegetation, which but a short time ago hung v landscape, and valley, presenting to us its rich casket of beauties, hath faded; . her green vestments are changed to consumptive pale ness, and every falling leaf seems; to breathe . fcironrollf The hlTs. nftfir havin'tr cnnnr cn sweetly for us, have hushed their swarblmgs .-and aire gone.,. The hum of bees and the buz of insects are no longer heard the golden wingrebutterfly hath vanished, and nought is, neara among me mean, oougns oi x.n for est save the jnurmuring winds that sing. the . aeain-song-oi summer, j. ne ueraias or win ."tei ere already with us, defacing the sum- ..." mo-r'a'-foliarrp inf hpantvenrpiirlinrr a lirrVit . . .11. . BJ M V. W " WMMW 'fWV..Z U Alt' 111 "oyer us more pale and unearthly, and chaunt :?ncr a 'renniem sonormore nlaintivpl tVmn tho glare which seared the eye, or the prophet's k Tlahvlnnian'kino. Old wintpr nnmaa raArr x --7- -B- - f iner oU aDace: a few days, ami he will stand flTftf.t in got land, snnutino from hia nnctrila '. , . : - k r - - ,w w J. the broad snow-flakes and furious storms of sleet and hail bearinjr on his arms his iv lCVUSJBtWIUl WlllUll VU UilUlll UUVVU IIIllVRrSHI nature; as if maddened with rage ; that sum mer should dare to unfold her beauties in his absence, lhe brute creation shall tremble ; before, him, and seek a covet from his fury. And man, unless defended by woollen ar mor, dare not approach him he must retreat to thej fire-side to avoid his presence. Old winter will lock up with icy manacles the rill and the water-brook, and threaten the earth with down-pointJ daggers; that shall be suspended from, the eaves of every house add the ranches ofevery tree., j . ...TV-- n : amulet. Cain's Mills, Orange, Nov. i251838. , , (Dt Our worthy friend " Amulet" jonly needs attention and perseverance to make a good 'writer. We advise him to select a . warmer subject next time. Let him write something about Spring, or Summer, or about uiab tauu wubib rr ztuct goem noi, ana irom f jjrlioa golden battlements bursts, the sun light of immortality, , ; . WAKE FOREST INSlTUTE. . v Atti examination of the students of this In stitution was held on ,Mondayv Tuesday, and . Wednesday pf last vreelf, andn Thursday c an Address' was delivered before, the Societies, - are spoken nTift terms of honorable comment aauon. . RALEIGH, DECEMBER 8, 1838. THE OCAN. There is society where none intrude, "By the deep sea and music in its roar. We have never seen the " deep blue sea;" but ve sometimes fancy that we are standing upon its caverned battlements and listening to the -wild roar of its mountain waves. How many apostrophes have been written to the Ocean! How many love-sighs have floated, mayhap untreasured. upon its moon-, lit waters! How many bright forms have gone down to the still slumber of its coral chambers! And how many gallant vessels and manlv forms have sunk beneath the storra-breath of its billows! The thought is old as earth, and beautiful as free dom, that though man may fearlessiy walk over earth and make captive its creatures though he may stalk over .the mountain's crest, or invade the : hushed home of the eagle he can yet rivet no chain upon old ocean, nor repress the notes of the song that rang out from its billowy wandering when cre ation sprang into life., He may glide far over its bosom the joy of brighter climes may beckon on- ward and cause him to throw but one thoughtless glance upon his receding father-land yethe storm may blot out hope's sun-light, and his 'dreams may tremble with an infant weakness die within hi 00 as the surge rolls him downward to its hidden f and un remembered home. I Btrox loved the Ocean. When conversing with the storm that muttered over him, or the waves that yielded beneath his ship's pathway, the unheard music of remembrance swept wildly through his mind it was then that his spirit paused and Came in from its wanderings and like the eagle pluming itself for flight fathered up all its sublime ener gies and went forth afresh upon its ocean-home to be purified of its earthly, contaminations. Byron! The mind of Byron ! " The gorgeous thronged the desolate, t: The seat ot love, the lair of hate; ) " The beautiful, the veiled, the bound, ; " The earth-enslaved, the glory-crown 'd,' I "The stricken in its prime!" Nor is the Ocean loved less by those who con stantly live amid its calms and commotions. The old toil-worn seaman, though he may have encoun tered peril ani wreck, yet loves it to the last; and if h8 death-gaze may but go out upon its unfettered billows, he dies content. We recollect to have read an instance singularly illustrative of this truth!' ; A seaman,! who became acquainted with the Ocean when young, after having spent many years amidst its scenes, ceased from his wanderings and returned to his native village.4 J For a while he was happy, in telling Srrer- the perils j and stories that thronged his mind about the sea; but at length he grew silent and evidently discontented. He built himself a little bark, left the home of his nativity and once more committed himself to the guidance of the rough elements and once more he was hap-; V7- many y ears he wandered alone and nnm&t lested among the isles of the Carihbean Aripf: , go; but at length, owing to hisxtremeagef and; ; weakness, be was thrown upon J the fsjalraotit :efhaosti: SelfiMinen ktna'conveyed hia; to bJs Httfe aban valescent BuUone evening, howerer, after a storm. ment and fell upon his ear. U the absence of tb attendant, he crept languidly from: his couch and crawled to the terrace which overlooked a wide ex. tent of ocean: The winds had died awaynol a cloud blotted the brigbTk iof the horizon, tod the moon and stars were looking peacefully down upon the troubled deep. FarWthe eye could reach, all was one -wild,awful coramo&bri; and theold nu. riner bent forward, as if to spring away to wards the f scenes he loved so well. BeforJ him, on the strand,; " lay the wreck of his little shallop, and a groan ev caped him as he recognised itsshattered form; but he knew, that his wanderings irere ended, and he sent his swimming glance far Jut upf a the ylten And there they found him, his rayhead stiDgon his shoulder, hirwithered arms thrdWforUi apoj the wall, and his eyes fixed intensely upon the deep;' but his spirit had passed away in the transport of that fond, lingering, farewell gaze! i : - f fV WOMAN. ' . K) Some of our cotemporaries ae actually puzzli their brains to find out whether man is superior t woman in intellect We call this a goosepchase', a perfect waste of perplexity. What! saj you, the question undetermioabbHsman actually the superior? Neitj?borld history be 1 true. Man thua ejJn the frua or plays the dem igod qri thbeeIdbothat does that prove? Every mitjJItjAn every bully to be hero? T!bn?yiiteoyan General haser- er dawned p41i?ation--ljoan of Arc the daughter of tomaiice,JUe,yictim of ma's saper- stidonjpat y4dqnt w'anihm to be heroes; ire wnt tSem lo sumdjjhere tli.lmyl'erOQd, by the fire-side atfd Weltar; and from thence hath men ixtn, aim ucti puwcr gone out ana illumi nated tne brightest and made captive the strongest Unrepresented in the pulpit, the council, or the battle-field, yet none are prayed for more fervently j none are plead for more eloquently none are de fended more fearlessly. They aspire to no love conquests write no love-letters but in answer toy others and yet none are more tremulously writ- ! ten to none are loved with a more constant or warmer rapture. Whence why this enthusiastic this universal homage? ' W - ' :'f: Ladies are often ridiculed and called simpletons because they cant discourse politics or speculate about per. Scent and exchange; and every testy old bachelor will chew his tobacco or whiff his eigir? and contrast manly dignity with matronly weak ness and maiden implcityNever mind,o'd chap! every body knows what you're vexed about But just give the ladies a ehance,' let them mix with the world, let them legislate, kill bears, or build rail roads, at their own good pleasure, and we rath er calculate they'll show you some brighter tricks than (rubbing snuff?) boiling cabbage or making pants. .- There they are, asJohn Neal says, every day shut up in tfiat same did room, surrounded by the same pld. cups and saucers, boxing the sarte children and servants. Is there intelligence in this avocation?: 'No. :ls there pleasure in it? v Npi it's ' the verv txWrV nflnrmont A n1 wof mn 4o11 iHMtt simpletaas and themselves marvellousllv intellnrent and dimifiedf J: T irm tn Km cJxMr,taA) Swml told gentlemen assemble in wise conclave, a jour . neyman Phrenologist is called in, the .boy's bump J are examined and pi-onounced to be genuine, little felloVis patted i the head and wiled fa' I der a, nart chile;? an in five minutes be thic himself a Locke or a Julias Csesart and then: t latnerPOestOWnrk frtphirallVp mnrHAtmA forgone ? ejiThi' smart chile; fambl . ft i. i in v rvm, : ii no -smari cuiie iamni. throuffh k liafes?. V: op'aal poci ti' CxAt'iX 5 V the roar of th3 sea swelled up into his silent apW- ' tPn. - 4S&!-his Almiif at -
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