"This day three months, at the earliest."

P--.

_New Monthly Magazine_.

[***] A welcome re-action seems to have taken place in the conduct of
the _New Monthly Magazine_. The present is an auspicious New-year's
Number. It is, moreover, embellished with a fine Bust Engraving of Sir
Walter Scott, Bart.

[1] "There are not two bricks in your accursed town," said the
tragedian, "but are cemented with the blood of an African."

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THE PENITENT'S RETURN.

_By Mrs. Hemans_.


Can guilt or misery ever enter here?
All! no, the spirit of domestic peace,
Though calm and gentle as the brooding dove,
And ever murmuring forth a quiet song,
Guards, powerful as the sword of Cherubim,
The hallow'd Porch. She hath a heavenly smile,
That sinks into the sullen soul of vice,