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NUGÆ METRICS.

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NUGÆ METRICS. EPITAPH WRITTEN BY A HUSBAND ON HIS WIFE. Thou wast too sood to stay on earth with me, And I not good enough to go with thee. Eriperi", tu sancta satis succedere cœlo,- Me miserum! tecum non meruisse mori.-H.\LFORD. ■ • EPITAPH ON AN INFANT.-COLBIUDGB, Ero sin could blight or sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care, To heav'n the opening 1IUd convey'd, And bade it blossom there. Ante nefas gemmm quam decussisset honoreni, Aut possent curm surripuisse decus, Leniter ad coelum farili murs transtu1ít ictu, Inque suo jussit sese aperire solo.-Ibid, ♦ EPIGRAM. The envious snows came down in haste, To prove her neck less fair- But when they found themselves surpass'd Dissolv'd into a tear. Invifla nix alpina Chloes candoris in ipsum Descendit nudum pnecipitata sinum, Tum victæ, aspectu, quin O! quin cedimus, aiuut- Contiuuo 1n bcrymas dissoluere nives.-Ibid. ENGLISH ORTHOGRAPHY. [The following clever lines will convev to the uninitiated some idea of the curious state of our incongruous orthography. They strikingly show what must be the effect upon the minds of foreigners (upon whom, it has been well observed, we have no mercy) of those monstrous anomalies of which we remain in blissful ignorance, upon the principle that" use is second na- ture," and that" man is a bundle of Ilabits.Scelle: the play-ground of a school, where orthography is taught; or, ac- cording to Lindley Murray, "the jmt ;) method of spelling words." 'Twas a fine winter's day their breakfast was done, And the boys were disposed to enjoy some good fone Sam Sprightly observed, "Tis but just half-past eigbt, And there's more time for play than when breakfast is leight: And so I propose, that as cold is the morning, "We'll keep ourselves wann at the game of stag-worping. I'm stag!"—With his hand in his waistcoat he's off, And his playmates are dodging him round the pump troff. Sam's active; but still their alertness is such, It was not very soon that e'en one he could tueh. The captive's assailed by jokes, buffets, and laughter, By a host of blithe boys quickly following auqhter But join'd hand in hand, their forces are double. Nor for jokes, noT for buffetings care they a bouble. All's activity now, for high is the sport, Reinforcpments arrive from the shed and shed cort. More are caught, and their places they straightway assign At the middle or end of the lengthening lign; To break in some push with both shoulder and thigh, But so finn is the hold that vainly they trigh. Oh 'tis broken at last! now scamper the whole, To escape their pursuers and get to the gole; All are caught now, but one, of the juvenile hosts, And he, a proud hero, vaingloriously bOlts; But hark the clock strikes and then, by the rules, They must quickly collect for their several schules W e'llleave them awhile at their books and their sums, And join them again when the afternoon cums. » Now dinner is over; Sam Sprightly, says he, •' Let us form a good party for cricket at thre." Says Joseph, "I wish you'd begin it at two, Tor after our dinner I've nothing to dwo." At length they agreed to meet punctual at four. On the green, just in front of number one dour And they thought they should muster not less than a scour. Sam goes on recruit; Will you join us, my hearty 1" *• Yes." says Richard, I'll gladly make one of the pearty." Come, join V Joseph languidly said, I can't, for I've got such a pain in my haid; I think I should find myself better in baid." There's Alfred," says Sam, "I know he will choose; I'm sure he won't like such a pleasure to loo8e "And go with us 1" "No! asking your pardon, I'd rather by far go work in the gardon For there we get pay; perhaps a nice root, Or, what I like better, a handful of froot; So you'll not enlist me-I'm not a reCToot!" There's Charles but, alas, poor unfortunate wight, He's confined in the lodge; he regretted it quight. But though Frank has a lesson of grammar to learn, He will set it aside, not miss such a team. Some join in the party; but some are too busy; One does not like cricket, it makes him so dU8Y But now, there's enough so. says Sam, my boys, Just listen tome, and don't make such a nOY8 The High-field's the place; and, I do not despair, If the teachers we ask, they will let us play thair. So while I get the bats and the ball, I propose That Thomas, or Richard, or somebody g08e And presents our requests making this a condition, We'll all be good boys if they grant us permition." the ball and the bats only look, what a beauty -Well, Tom, what reply from the master on deaughty ?" Oh, right-that is capital news Indeed, I knew well they would never refew8." So now they're at play; and, I think you've enough Of such spelling, such rhyming, such whimsical stough And, therefore, lest you 'gainst my verse should inveigh, I'll bid you farewell, leaving them to their pleigh.

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