The transports of a kindred breast.
Sweet was his smile at early morn,
O'er the fair blossom newly born;
Or when at evening's pensive hour
He sought the low laburnum bower.
If look'd from heav'n the star of day,
While roll'd the silent clouds away;
If o'er his brow with balmy wing
Breath'd the sweet south, the soul of
spring;

In all around, beneath, above,
He saw, he felt the power of love:
And as the mother's soul o'erflows,
On the sweet babe her arms enclose,
So look'd on Nature's genial plan,
So look'd to God, the holy man.

Thou gracious form, that from this heart,

While life remains, shall ne'er depart, How did this prescient bosom swell, What time I breath'd the sad fare

well!

His hand with firmer grasp I prest,
Long on the threshold did I rest,
A lingering glance again I cast,
Another yet, and then the last!
Stern Death! on that dear hallow'd
breast
Unfelt thy icy hand was prest;

Whose placid current, deep and
clear,
Reflects the pencil'd landscape near,
And murmurs on the pilgrim's ear,
Who wanders by its side;

Till lost in lowly shades unseen,
It quits the mild Arcadian scene,
And hides in tangl'd thickets green
Its many winding way.

Such is the hapless maiden's lot,
Who pensive loves, by all forgot,
To seek some lone sequester'd spot,
Or ivy'd cloister
grey.
There soon the sufferer sinks to rest,
No more with earthly cares opprest,
And o'er that once-lov'd heaving
breast

The quivering alders wave.
Yet Cynthia, empress of the night,
Descending oft, with dewy light,
In starry zone and circlet bright,

Shall bless the vestal's grave.

M.

smiling face,

And spreading boughs thy bosom skreen

From summer's fervent skies; Here may the spring her flow'rets strew,

And morning shed her pearly dew,

May health infuse her balm; And some soft virtue in thee flow, To mitigate the pangs of woe,

And bid the heart be calm.

O! may thy salutary streams,

Like those of Lethe's spring, That bathe the silent land of dreams, Some drops oblivious bring. With that blest opiate in my bowl, Far shall I from my wounded soul

The thorns of spleen remove, Forget how there at first they grew, And, once again, with man renew The cordial ties of love.

For what avails the wretch to bear
Imprinted on his mind,

The lessons of distrust and fear,
Injurious to mankind?
Hopeless in his disastrous hour,

tell me why!

The bursting cloud impend, Towards the wild west he turns his

But if those gleams fallacious prove

That paint the world so fair;

If heav'n has plac'd for gen'rous love
No soft asylum there;
If men fair faith, fair fame deride,

Bent on the crooked paths that guide
To Int'rest's sordid shrine;
Be yours, ye gloomy sons of Woe!
That melancholy truth to know;
The dream of bliss be mine.

MARRIED,

At PHILADELPHIA, on Thursday evening, July 30, by the Rev. Dr. Pilmore, Mr. Isaac G. Hannum, printer, to miss Lydia Eyres, both of Philadelphia.

Same evening, by the Rev. J. Janeway, Mr. David Lyndall, of Philadelphia, to miss Priscilla Brown, of the Northern Liberties.

Same evening, by the Rev. Dr. Smith, Mr. John S. Soast, to miss Elizabeth Sink, of the Northern Liberties.

On Monday evening, August 3, by the right Rev. Dr. White, Mr. John Andrews, merchant, to miss Margaret Abercrombie, daughter of the Rev. James Abercrombie, D. D., one of the assistant ministers of Christ Church and St. Peter's.

On Thursday evening, August 27, by the Rev. bishop White, Mr. John J. Wheeler, merchant, to miss Henrietta Maria Howell, daughter of Reading Howell, Esq., all of Philadelphia.

Same evening, by the Rev. Dr. Abercrombie, Mr. Peter Watters, to miss Ann M'Kincy, both of Southwark.

At NEW YORK, on Wednesday, July 29, by the right Rev. bishop Moore, Peter Augustus Jay, Esq., son of governor Jay, to miss Mary Rutherford Clarkson, daughter of general Clarkson.

On Wednesday morning, August 13, at St. John's Church, by the right Rev.bishop Moore, John Okill, Esq., to miss Jay, daughter of sir James Jay, Kt., of that city.

At BALTIMORE, on Wednesday evening, August 26, by the Rev. Mr. Inglis, Mr. Jesse L. Keene, of Phila

delphia, late of the United States' navy, to miss Jennet Bryden, second daughter of Mr. James Bryden, Fountain inn.

DIED,

At PHILADELPHIA, on the 4th of August, of a short but painful illness, in the thirtieth year of her age, Sarah Allen, wife of Charles Allen, of Philadelphia, druggist.

On Sunday evening, August 9, of a tedious illness, which he bore with. suitable fortitude, Mr. John Hurley, painter, of Philadelphia.

On Friday, August 14, after a very long and painful illness, Mrs. Maria Carrell, wife of Mr. Edward Carrell.

On Monday, August 24, the venerable Hugh M'Cullough, of Philadelphia, aged eighty-eight years and two months. It is remarkable, that, during his long life, he was scarcely ever visited with sickness or pain. He closed the scene at length after a very short illness, occasioned probably by a touch of the prevailing influenza, though a gradual decay was visible some time before to those about him.

On Sunday evening, August 30, Daniel Dupuy, sen., in the eightyninth year of his age, long a respectable inhabitant of Philadelphia.

On the 23d of August, at his country-seat, near Philadelphia, after a short but severe illness, Mr. Richard Hopkins, in the fifty-eighth year of his age.

At ALLENTOWN, Northampton county, on the 1st of July, Thomas Mewhorter, Esq., late a represen tative from that county in the senate of Pennsylvania.

At GERMANTOWN, on Thursday