what avails it to dwell upon the monk's maddening memories?

Ten years of penance, and vigil, and abstinence, followed upon his malady, and then he was again received, a repentant sinner, into the bosom of the church. Life had but one joy left to him, it was to steal away from the world, and șit in bitter rumination beside the gloomy sepulchre of her whom he had loved and lost!

WOMAN'S LOVE.

BY LADY CAROLINE LAMB.

DID ever man a woman love
And listen to her flattery,

Who did not soon his folly prove,
And mourning rue her treachery?

For were she fair as orient beams,
That gild the cloudless summer skies,
Or innocent as virgin's dreams,
Or melting as true lovers' eyes,

Or were she pure as falling dews,
That deck the blossoms of the spring,
Still, man, thy love she would misuse,
And from thy breast contentment wring.
Then trust her not, though fair and young,
Man has so many true hearts grieved,
That woman thinks she does no wrong,
When she is false and he deceived.

A TRUE TALE OF SHIPWRECK.

BY H. F. CHORLEY, ESQ.

It was in the autumn of 17- that I left Italy, in company with my daughter, the last child of that family of brave and fair ones who had made my fireside so joyous, when I returned home from the voyages which my calling of merchant obliged me frequently to take. My two boys had fallen gloriously on the field of battle; and of my girls, two had already perished by an insidious disease; to avoid which, beneath the bright skies and gentler airs of the south, I was now again, for the sake of the remaining one, about to become a wanderer.

We left our now desolate home with feelings we dared not acknowledge to each other, and only spoke of the future. My child seemed to be possessed with an insatiable yearning to rest in some quiet retreat near Rome or Naples; and therefore, to avoid the fatigue of a long over-land journey we embarked at Falmouth, on board a small vessel bound to Leghorn; resolving to reserve Switzerland, France, and the Rhine Country, till our return; and in dwelling upon our plans, we endeavoured, as much as possible, to forget the charm which death had made in our affections in the short space of two years.

Our voyage was prosperous for many days: and, indeed, there seemed every reason to think that the step I had taken was a fortunate one; for my invalid certainly looked less pale, and her colour was less changeable than it had been since we left Hampshire. Her spirits, too, were relieved of a part of the oppression they had borne so long; and she loved to sit on the deck for hours every day, and, for the first time since our calamity, would sing

her across the seas.

me my favourite romances, and the wild airs I had brought There is one Hindoo tune, which, as it was my greatest favourite, she always sung the last. I verily think that to hear it now would drive me to distraction.

Towards the evening of the day when we passed Marseilles, the sky darkened, the sun set behind a huge bank of heavy clouds, and the wind began to arise, and to sweep the waters with a loud moaning swell, which died fitfully into silence, again to awaken with a wilder and sadder tone. I had so often crossed the sea, and been an attentive observer of the signs of the heavens, that I foresaw a storm was approaching; and I persuaded Helen to retire to our miserable little cabin earlier than usual,-while I watched, with an anxious heart, the gathering of the clouds and the fading of the day-light. The captain was a silent, and somewhat rude man, (we had only chosen his vessel to avoid a delay which, my daughter's physicians had assured me, might be fraught with peril); and the crew were mostly Maltese and Spaniards, a people who, on the seas, are proverbially timid and insubordinate. It was, however, too late to think of these things: the gale presently increased till I could hardly keep my feet; the sails were all close reefed, and we scudded along with a fearful speed. There was neither moon nor star that night; and the only light I could discern was the foam of the waters, which boiled, like a mighty cauldron, on every side.

The crew were now all thoroughly terrified, and incapable of comprehending or executing the captain's orders. They rummaged their sea-chests for the images of saints long forgotten, and knelt to them, weeping like children, and praying, and vowing costly offerings to their shrines, if they might be delivered from their peril, while the storm increased every instant.

It was about midnight that the man at the helm gave a loud cry, which I shall remember to my dying day, the cry of "Land!" It was even too true: we had mistaken our course, and were fast approaching an iron-bound and rocky shore. Dreadful was now the uproar on deck; shrieks, and oaths, and confessions of crimes long concealed, were heard even above the fiercest wrath of the storm. At length the captain ordered the boats out; and while the men prepared to obey his commands, I hurried below to prepare my daughter for the worst. I had been several times that evening in her cabin, and marvelled at, while I admired, the calm self-possessed courage she maintained, amid so much calculated to terrify a woman's spirit. I now found her dressed, and on her knees, though that attitude was scarce possible from the deep pitching of our crazy vessel. She arose, and, without a word or expression of fear, suffered me to wrap her in my cloak, and to support her up to the deck.

By this time the boats were lowered-and only just in time. With a shock, like the rending of the eternal hills, the vessel struck upon a rock; and the terrified mariners crowded into the boats, frail and leaky though they were, with the selfish eagerness of fear. I waited but an instant ere I committed my child to these, our only insecure chance of life; for the vessel had sprung a leak, and was fast filling: and while I yet paused, there came an immense wave, which broke over the vessel and boats with the roar of a cataract. It subsided;-but I never saw our companions more.

There was now little time to deliberate: the shore seemed not very far, (indeed, I had certainly seen a light in that direction,) and the vessel rapidly filling. I emptied, therefore, in haste, two of the largest sea-chests I could find, and, binding them together by the handles with a rope,

lowered them from the vessel's side. It was our only hope of life; and, almost without a word spoken, my child placed herself by my side, though, owing to the pitching of the vessel, this was a work of difficulty; and we committed ourselves to the waves. From this moment

When I returned to consciousness, I found myself lying, in an old ruinous shed, upon some straw. Hele was beside me; saved indeed, but so bruised and exhausted that, as she lay there, with the water streaming from her garments and her long loose hair, it was an instant ere my dizzy senses could believe that she yet lived. A lamp was placed beside her on the clay floor, and a dark loose mantle, which wore signs that some human being had been there. I spoke to her, I bent over her, and supported her unresisting head upon my knee. "Father," said she, softly, “I think I am dying.”

"O God! and is there no help!"

"I know not," she said feebly," and yet, since I have been here, I have seen twice an old man, who has looked upon me through the door, and who left this lamp here." That instant a thought struck me that there must be habitations near, and I resolved to seek shelter and assistance: but first I made my poor girl more comfortable, if gathering up the straw into a close heap under her head, and covering her with the coarse rug or mantle, could be called comfort; and then, in an agony, rushed out into the open air.

The earliest dawn, which had partially broken upon the stormy sky, enabled me to discern, at a little distance, a small hut or cabin, whence the light proceeded which I had not been mistaken in imagining I had perceived. As far as I could see, this, and the shed I had just left, were the