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SONG. Vilb-ayt ease's feather I will write to my love, I will send it on the wince or the wind, I'll g-ive it to a white and beauteous turtle dove Which will serve for an emblem of her mind. J'irtell her that her eyes are af a heavenly blue, And her hair of the raven's jetty men. Her high, polished forehead is most graceful to view, And on her lips a. vermillion is seen. Her che-ekslre the roue and the lilly of the vale, There the roses and the lilliesunite. Her teeth like the snow that is driven by the gale And her bosom is the seat eftletíght. so snow on fhe mountain with her neck caacom- pare No ilibaster polished like her arms, Her hand and her fin £ »rs are en6arititlly fairâ But no language can describe all her charms I Trtmadoc. B. )

ENGLYNION Y CUSAN. X.

EDMUND awo EMMELINJK,

Anecdote &f ilie tate, EARL…

i To the Editors of the North…

For the North IYales Gazette.

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STOW, in his Chronicle, gives…