The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1843-07-11 00:00:00

DESCRIPTION OF A STORM

took some shelter 'neath a forest's edge,
And never felt the regal might of God
So wonderfully grand. The Rhine was lit
With living fire, its waters turned to flame,
And the old castles seemed like blazing ruins.
All was laid bare for miles darkness and light
Seemed battling for a mastery, and each
Had victory by turn,—now (lay 110 W night.
The thunder seemed the angry tread of God
Upon Mt air, which shrieked with all its might;
While nature crouched, a living battle plain,
And shook with dread ! My poor steed shivered,
As though it had an ague. 'Twas indee.l a storm,
Worthy the very Alps.

ON A PAINTING OF A GERMAN WARRIOR,

How terribly that warrior scowls on me
The torture of that dull and fixed dead stare,
Searching with shrouded gaze into my heart,
Like to a fiend who has the hate of hell,—
The justice of a God! A painter there
Stood for a few short hours, and plied his hands,
Active with malice, and upon the wall
Left that dead fare to Mast me! But I could
Rip it to shre,,s, and in a moment's time,
With this sharp steel of mine, now bared before me
And yet I pause : I dare not strike a picture,
For fear of something standing armed behind
That fragile canvas. Ha! the picture moves'
No ; it was but my fancy ; yet the eyes
Hare all the venom of a human look.

MIDNIGHT AT SEA

From the Illuminated Magazine for July

Alone with God upon the boundless sea,
No spot of earth in view, no sombre cloud,
The glittering stars and gentle moon to shroud ;
On rides the bark in calm tranquillity—
Quiet the autumn breeze, while in the lee
The billows part without a sign of life.
Silent the mighty ocean vast and free—
Seeming to herald some portentous strife.
Alone with God ! how limited the power
Of man the creature here to shield or save,
For few the bounds that part the yawning grave ;
Most awful thought at this most solemn hour.
Alone with God ! alone to worship Him
Before whose throne all worldly thoughts grow dim.
NV. B

THE SONG OF THE PAUPER

'From the Illuminated Magazine for July,

Spring cometh to the world ;
Spring cometh not to me :
There is no Spring in the poor-house yard,
For the prison'd Misery.
The fond Spring whispereth ;
The merry birds are singing;
The chime o' the flowers is ringing :
But mine is prison breath.

Spring shouteth jubilee
The pauper may not fare,
From the closeness of his winter yard
Into the fragrant air.

Spring looseth the frozen earth ;
The forests their free arms are flinging
Abroad : to me are clinging
Death and the rule of dearth.

Spring smileth : the free birds mate ;
The free flower blossometh :
The house of the pauper is desolate;
The grave-weed is his wreath.
There is no smile for me :

No child to my life is clinging;
Though the buds on the moors are springing,
I have no family.

Spring cometh to the world;
Spring giveth life to all;
Oh ! when shall the Spring of poor Humankind
Proclaim its festival?
The fond Spring whispereth;
The merry birds are singing ;
The chime o' the flowers is ringing :
But mine is prison breath.

NOTICES

T H E

SERIALS

From Blewlewnntl, Fravor, thi. DuLlin University, Tail,
and Ainsworth, we quoted so largely in our last, that it
would be supererogatory to give here any detailed notice
,of their various contents. We have allowed our readers
an opportunity of becoming acquainted with their quali-
ties ; and a sample is at all times better than mere praise.
We cannot, however, omit the opportunity of reminding
the lovers of periodical literature, that, with most maga-
zines, this is the month for commencing a new volume.
In addition to the above, we have received—

Punch,

which is rich in drollery and wit, as usual

The Story Teller, or Table-Book of Modern Literature
No. 3. Cunningham and Mortimer. Lo❑don.
-

To the occasional reader this series will afford a fund
of entertainment. It is got up in good style ; the literary
contents excellent; and is decidedly a cheap publication.

The Asiatic Journal. July.
London

W. H. Allen and Co

To those interested in the welfare of our Indian posses-
sions, it is full of information and sound practical views of
passing events.

The Illuminated Magazine. Edited by Douglas Jerrold.
We have quoted from this magazine some spirited
stanzas, which will be found in our poetical department.
The prose contents are equally excellent, and the illustra-
tions above all praise. It has been left for the present
age of illumination to produce such a periodical as this
for the low price of one shilling.

The Abbotsford Edition of Waverley. No. 32. Robt.
Cadell, Edinburgh ; Houlston and Stoneman, London ;
and G. Philip, South Castle-street, Liverpool.
The " Heart of Mid-Lothian" is completed in this
number, and terminates the third volume of the series.
The illustrations still maintain their excellence and beauty.

Men and Manners in America. By Thomas Hamilton,
Esq., author of " Cyril Thornton." Wm. Blackwood
and Sons, Edinburgh.

We have been favoured by the spirited publishers with
a new and neatly-got-up edition of this production of the
lamented author of " Cyril Thornton." In addition to
the contents of former editions, we are here presented
with a selection of letters addressed by the author to va-
rious friends and relatives, during his sojourn in Ame-
rica; which are most valuable, inasmuch as they convey
to us what may be termed his undress opinions of the
country, so vividly described afterwards by his graphic
and truthful pen. Mr. Hamilton was a soldier, a scho-
lar, and a gentleman ; and if, in his delineations of their
character and their manners, he has not spared our trans-
atlantic brethren, a comparison of his first impressions,
conveyed in the letters in question, with his subsequent
representatio❑ of them in his " Men and Manners,"
proves that he has rather endeavoured to " extenuate,"
than " to set down aught in malice."