Earth is not Earth--but Heaven? or shall we die
Hourly, to some "dissolving minstrelsy?"

Sometimes, when day is dying--when twilight
Brings its dim Vigil,--hour of quietness,--
'Tis sweet to listen, till the cheated sight
Pictures strange shadowings of awfulness,--
Some wild, old tale of goblin's ghastly spite,
Or antique strain of passionate distress;--
And one, which has been wept o'er many a time
I seek, to mar, perchance, with feeble rhyme

_May, 1828._

THOMAS M----s.

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EXECUTION AND LAST MOMENTS OF LORD WILLIAM RUSSEL.

(_For the Mirror._)


This distinguished patriot and martyr to the cause of liberty was the
third son of William, the first Duke of Bedford, by a daughter of the
Earl of Somerset. He refused the generous offer of Lord Cavendish to
favour his escape, by changing clothes with him in prison; and he also
declined the Duke of Monmouth's proposal to surrender himself, should
Lord William Russel think it might contribute to his safety. "It will be