Notes On Literature, Science, And Art.

M . Tempel , a pupil of the Director of the Observatory * at Marseilles , lias discovered a new planetoid , which has been named Angelina . It is the sixty-fourth in the group between Mars and Jupiter . M . Charvin has discovered a beautiful neiv green dye , equal to the China green , and very much cheaper . Silks dyed with it

retain their beauty by gas-light . The dye is obtained from the buckthorn , and the Chamber of Commerce of Lyons lias voted M . Charvin a prize of six hundred francs for liis useful discovery . The seventy-second anniversary dinner of the Royal Literary Eund will take place at Freemasons' Hall , on Wednesday , the 15 th of May , H . R . H . the Due D'Aumale in the chair .

The Head Mastership of the English School of the Royal Belfast Academical Institution will be vacant on tlie 1 st of August , in consequence of the resignation of Dr . Blair . A now work , by the Hon . Mrs . Yelverton , is announced for immediate publication .

A memoir of our late ' . Bro ., the Duke of Richmond , is announced as in preparation for the press ; but no author ' s name is given . A School of Science is about to be established in Liverpool . It has been discovered that the seal , impressions of which have been sold to visitors to Holyrood Palace , as that of Mary , Queen of Scots , and Darnley , and AA-hich . Avas once in tlie possession of Bishop

Juxon ( the Prelate ivho attended Charles I . to the scaffold ) , was not made until forty years after Mary ' s execution , and was really the signet of Henrietta Maria , the wife of Charles I . At the Earl of Buchan ' s sale , Cardinal Wiseman bought the seal , of course as the signet of the beautiful Scottish Queen . A neiv novel is just appearing , entitled , No Chwch , by the author of High Church .

Dr . William Jenner , Professor of Clinical Medicine in University College , London , has just published a small work on Diphtheria , its Nature and Treatment . Mr . Cyrus Redding has , in the press , Memoirs of Misers . The Veil of Iris , or Mysteries ofthe Druids , is the title of a now -work , by W . Winwood Reaele , ivhich is to appear in April .

Poetry.

Poetry .

THE LOVE-CHARM . Br GEEDA PAY . Eramed within the dusky doorway , Musing fair and motionless , Lulled beneath the summer glory Into blissful consciousness , —

As thou standest—not a zephyr Lifts thy soft hair's shadowy fold , But the sunlight ripples ever Like a river running gold . At thine innocent heart reclining Cooes a wood-dove mourning loivly ,

And its changeful plumage shining Varies with the sunlight slowly . Passion-flowers , all richly ivreathing , Purple shades about thee throwing , And thy sweetly measured breathing Lightly stirs thy garments flowing . To my daily labours hieing , Pause I at that garden ' s bound ; All without the dust is flying , AU within is holy ground !

Poetry.

All Avithout is care and striving , Toilsome labour ' s grinding wheel ; Gaining , losing , failing , thriving , Pausing not to think or feel . But in Eden ' s primal garden Lies that lovely cottage nest ; And , of tranquil joy the warden ,

Shines the dove upon thy breast . Broad white lily-flowers leaning , Planted by tbat gentle hand ; Take near tliee a mystic meaning , Symbols of a better land . Seek who will the noisy revel , Pleasure ' s floweror passion ' s fret ;

, Say the world be sad and evil , — Angels haunt its pathways yet ! Lust who may for earthly potage , Higher flies my soul ' s endeavour , By that vine-embowered cottage Where the wood-doves murmur ever . Say not 'tis an earth-born vision

Fills my soul , and fires mine eyes , — Trees that bear such fruit elysian Draw their nurture from the skies . I will ivait and Avork on blindly , Trusting iu the Powers above , In her nature puro and kindly , In the greatness of my love .

For I seek to ivin and wear her , Guard her life from harm and pain , Till her sister angels bear her . To her native Heaven again !

Drink, And Away.

DRINK , AND AWAY .

Bv THE REV . AV . CKOSSWELL , D . D . Up , pilgrim said rover ' . Redouble thy haste , Nor rest thee till over Life ' s wearisome waste : Ere the wild forest ranger Thy footsteps betray

To trouble and danger , O , drink , and away ! Here lurks the dark savage By night and by day , To rob and to ravage , Nor scruples to slay . He waits for the slaughter ; The blood of his prey Shall stain the still water ; Then drink , and away !

With toil though thou languish , The mandate obey : Spur on , though in anguish ; There ' s death in delaj-. No bloodhound , ivant-Avasted , Is fiercer than they ; Pass by it untasted , Or drink , and away !

Though , sore he the trial , Thy God is thy stay ; Though deep the denial , Yield not in dismay ; But , rapt in high vision , Look on to the day When fountains elysian Thy thirst shall allay .

Then shalt thou for ever Enjoy thy repose , AVhere life ' s gentle river Eternally flows ; Yea , there shalt thou rest thee Por ever and aye , AVith none to molest thee : Then drink , and away !