The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction. Volume 10, No. 274, September 22, 1827

She did so lean to Mr. Green,
Her heart was like to break!

At last she went one morn to see
What he could be about,
And hoped, alone, to find him in,
But he had just popt out.

She ax'd, "Is Mr. Green at home?"
Of one who, with a laugh,
Replied, "He's not! but if you please
I'll fetch his better half."

"His what?" scarce uttered Bridget out,
With uttermost dismay;
And there she stopt, she could no more,
And nearly swoon'd away!

But when at length she was herself,
And saw her faithless clown.
She straightway went to blow him up,
But got a good set down!

"Oh, cold and faithless Tim," quoth she,
"You vowed you couldn't smother
Your burning love for me, but now
You're married to another!"

"Is this the way you treat me, sir?
Too cheaply was I bought!
I loved you dearly, but it seems
That that all went for naught."

She sighed, and gave one parting look,
Then tore herself away
From her false swain and Mrs. Green,
For ever and a day!

And very soon got very ill,
And very quick did die,
And very truly verified
Her love for Timothy!

    W.R.H.

GREAT BELL OF GLASGOW.

(For the Mirror.)

In the steeple of Glasgow is a great bell, which is twelve feet one inch in circumference, and has a grave and deep tone. In 1789, it was accidentally cracked by some persons who got admission to the steeple. It was, therefore, sent to London, and cast anew. On the outside of it is the following inscription:—

In the year of grace

1594,

Marcus Knox,

a merchant of Glasgow,

zealous for the interests of the reformed religion,

caused me to be fabricated in Holland

for the use of his fellow citizens in Glasgow,

and placed me with solemnity

in the tower of their cathedral

My function

was to announce, by the impress on my bosom,

(Me audito venias doctrinam sanctam ut discas;[2 - Come, that ye may learn holy doctrine.])

and

I was taught to proclaim the hours of unheeded time

195 years had I sounded these awful warnings,

when I was broken

by the hands of inconsiderate and

unskilful men

In the year 1790,

I was cast into the furnace,

refounded at London,

and returned to my sacred vocation

Reader,

thou also shall know a resurrection,

may it be to eternal life