Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary.

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore.

We allude to the short prose narrative, requiring from a half hour to one or two hours in its perusal

You are not wrong who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.

Man's real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.

There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad humanity must assume the aspect of Hell.

The want of an international Copy-Right Law, by rendering it nearly impossible to obtain anything from the booksellers in the wayof remuneration for literary labor, has had the effect of forcing many of our very best writers into the service of the Magazines and Reviews.