But when Death riots, when with whelming sway Destruction sweeps a family away; When Infancy and Youth, a huddled mass, All in an instant to oblivion pass, And Parent's hopes are crush'd; what lamentation Can reach the depth of such a desolation?

Roars not the rushing wind; the sons of men And every beast in mute oblivion lie; All nature's hushed in silence and in sleep:

We should believe that we failed in our duty to ourselves, and to our fellow citizens, if we left buried in oblivion facts which the public must be desirous to know.

Yet while into oblivion float Those vaster songs, sublimely grand All men are listening to your note, And as they listen, understand.

No more in Cnydian bower, or Cyprian grove The golden censers flame with gifts to Love; The pale-eyed Vestal bends no more and prays Where the eternal fire sends up its blaze; Cybele hears no more the cymbal's sound, The Lares shiver the fireless hearthstone round; And shatter'd shrine and altar lie o'erthrown, Inscriptionless, save where Oblivion lone Has dimly traced his name upon the mouldering stone.

Spent, baffled, 'wildered, hated and despised, Her straggling warriors hasten to defeat; By wounds distracted, and by night surprised, Fall where death's darkness and oblivion meet: Yet, yet: O breast how cold!

" Better still the following picture, in imitation of the Homeric or Miltonic manner: "The Sire then shook the honours of his head, And from his brows damps of oblivion shed Full on the filial dulnesslong he stood Repelling from his breast the raging God.

Oh, let their crime in long oblivion sleep!

I hear Oblivion tap upon the gate, And acquiesce, not all disconsolate.

They probably believed it best to let pass into oblivion transactions which, however culpable, had commenced before this Government existed, and had been finally extinguished by the treaty of 1795.

My hopes of being remember'd in my line, With my land's language; if too fond and far These aspirations in their hope incline If my fame should be as my fortunes are, Of hasty growth and blight, and dull oblivion bar

Mr. TWAIN, for instance, having gone through Fenianism and France, seems to have collapsed for the present; and here now comes Mr. WEMYSS JOBSON, who subsided into oblivion years ago, but has just emerged again into the light of The Sun.

During the intervals of the dancing, little trays of tea and of cakes are repeatedly carried round,astonishing cakes, in every gradation of insipidity, with the oddest names: white poison, nuns' kisses, angels' crops, cats' tails, heavenly bacon, royal eggs, coruscations, cocked hats, and esquecidos, or oblivion cakes, the butter being omitted.