The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1846-08-04 00:00:00

Rings the funeral knell!

Soon, my latest murmur past,
I shall sigh no more;
Silent on the list'ning blast—
Silent on the shore.

Dumb on wild Lugano's wave
That shall mourn in vain;
Mute in Salvatore's caves,
. .

IC e'er to wake again I

Heard no more on Cima's brow,
Where, her dm beside,
Meet the c -

ncileven now,

And her law. decide

Heard not where the surges beat,

Swelling

Where the echoing rocks repeat
Songs of liberty.

Monte Rosa, 'midst the skiee

Shall lio more rejoice,
'hat above her crest should rise

My accustomed voice

!7,;kkCa.n,portiinieoratnodnetr cells,

When to San Lorenzo's bells,
They reply alone.

Holy Mary's glories all
Other voices tell;

Silence and oblivion''s pall
Clots o'er her hell I

Miss Costello's Tour from Venic

VARIETIES

" I'm a vi
when they p

ictim to art;ficial society," as the monkey a
,ut the trousers on him.

_ .
CREDITABLE.—NearIy half of the French army can
neither read nor write, viz., 124,131 out of 252,383 men.
PARLIAMENTARY PAPERS.—Mr. Hume: To move for
a return of all the policemen in plain clothes.—Mr.
Hudson: To move for a return of all the Railway Di-
rectors who have left England.—Lord Brougham: To
move for a return of Lord Lyndhurst to the woolsack.—

YANKEE PHILOSOPHY.-If

a wish to b

•
keep hum Idleness is harder work than ploughing, a
good deal. There is more fun sweating an hour than in
yawning a century. Few people, however, will believe
this, yet it is as true as Genesis. Indolence is not easy—

neither is wealth happiness. " Life's cares are comforts.
and he that has none must be wretched."

PLEASURES OF ACTIVE LIFE.—None so little enjoy
life, and are such burdens to themselves, as those who
have nothing to do. The active only enjoy life. He who
knows not what it is to labour, knows not what it is to
.'rjov. Recreation is only valuable as it unbends us; the

idle kno

That
scution

nothing of it. It is exertion that render
rest delightful, and sleep sweet and undisturbed
the happiness of life depends on the regular prr

of some laudable purpose, or lawful calling, which en-
gages, helps, and enlivens all our powers, let those bear
3s who, after spending years in active usefulness,
etire to enjoy themselves—they are a burden to them-

A LADY'S OPINION OF TUE QUALITIES OF A HORSE.
—Juliana Bernes, sister to Richard Lord Bernes, and
prioress of the Nunnery of Sopewell, about the year 1481,
wrote three treatises on hunting, hawking, and armoury,
or heraldry, which soon afterwards were first printed in
the neighbouring monastery of St. Alban's, in which she
maintained " that a good horse should always have XV
good proprytes and condycions. That is to wyte, thre of
a man, thre of a woman, thre of a fox, thre of a hare, and
thre of an asse. Of a man, bolde, pryde, and hardye. Of
a woman, fayrebreasted, fair of heere, and easy move. Of
a fox, a fayre tayelle, short eeres, with a good trotte. 01
an hare, a great eye, a dry heed, and well renoynge. Of
an asse, a big chynn, a flat legge and a good hove" (hoof).
JULIET'S TOMB.—A sulky German woman showed me
the sarcophagus, called Juliet's tomb, which still stands
in a dirty shed at the bottom of a slovenly but luxuriant
garden, evidently once belonging to a convent, no doubt

that of Friar Lawrence. The coffin was half full of water;
the edges of red marble were much mutilated, having
been chipped to make relics; there is a.circular depression
in the stone to receive the head of t-

very large size, and clumsily constructed. It is certainly,
although earlier than the date assigned as the period when
the lovers lived, not Rom'an, as has been asserted, and

known a

old house, now a common inn, is shown as the palace of

passed to the yard behind, is curious, and• there is much
in the building which proves it to belong to the thirteenth
century ; a row of pretty ancient pointed windows may
have faced the garden, and to one of them Juliet's balcony
might have been attached; though this is one of the few
houses in Verona which has no balcony. I never saw so
many in any place before, and a few are extremely ancient,
some of carved wood, and some of ponderous ornamented
stone.—Miss Costello's Italy.

MILITARY SPORT.—The musket-ammunition within
the walls became so scarce that instructions were given to
collect the bullets which the enemy threw, and to run
them into moulds for the use of the garrison. Some
idea, likewise, may be formed of the nature of the leaden-
hail under which the garrison lived, when it is stated, that
one officer collected in a day, for his own use, not fewer
than one hundred and thirty bullets; and, as powder was
happily abundant, a supply of cartridges came into store.
not before it was needed. And here it may be well to ob-