THE NEW "BARD'S LEGACY". AIR: The Bard's Legacy. WHEN in death I shall cálm recline, Oh! beár my watch to my mistress dear; When the light of mine eyes is o'er, Then if some bárd, who roams forsaken, Should bég a peep through them in pássing along, Oh! lét one thought of their master awaken Keep this inkbottle, now o'erflowing, CARLSRUHE, Jan. 9, 1856. WISE TOO LATE. SHE blúshed, and yet I did not count it Y, Nor É though on the ground she bent her eye, Nor S although she sighed when she said Nó — Foól! that knew nót that maids still spéll YES só. CARLSRUHE, Jan. 26, 1856. LIBERTY. "THOU knów'st not what liberty is," to me saíd A red démocrat ónce, with a sháke of his head; "I'm not sure that I do," replied í, "but let's seé: It 's that thou mayst whatéver thou lik'st do to mé, Whilst í am prevénted by imprisonment and fine From doing to theé what to dó I 'd incline." CARLSRUHE, Jan. 14, 1856. JOHN 's not to my mind, I abóminate his lying CARLSRUHE, Jan. 22, 1856. 66 WELL, the world makes bút snail's prógress!" Ás from church home, ón a Sunday, "Hów is 't possible the world should "Áh, poor children!" answered William, "Véry well; but while succéssive CARLSRUHE, March 2, 1856. A FORGET-ME-NOT grew by the side of the broók CARLSRUHE, Jan. 7, 1856 Der gelehrte Arbeiter. Nimmer labt ihn des Baumes Frucht, den er mühsam erziehet: SCHILLER. WRONG! as often, my Schiller; the gardener enjoys more In digging and féncing and plánting and watering, We all look with pleasure at Téll on thy cánvas, LITTLE children, take it kindly "Bút big people often téll lies; Don't know hów yet tó discriminate "Bút our parents álways say to us: --'Yé must néver néver téll lies."" Tó be súre; no párents like to Háve lies told them by their children. Évery lié ye téll your parents, Tó your parents is an injury; Hów can they their children rúle, if |