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Contents. Ode to Marshal on his Return. On Sweetness of Versification.mamm041

By an Irish Gentleman, lately deceased587 Fragment of an Essay on Eloquence .m644 The Ayshire Legatees; or, the Corres- Ruins...

mm 648 pondence of the Pringle Family. No Ode, composed while the Sun was under IV.

589 Eclipse, 7th September 1820.mmmm.649 The Elderannoma

-598 | Recollections. No VIII. Mark MacraExtracts from the “ Historia Major” of bin, the Cameronian. Janet Mori

Matthew Paris, Monk of St Albans. son's Lyke-Wakemammamannanna... 651

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History of Whittingtoncoamaan 663 Classics. No I. Hunt's Indicators...

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m622 B- Anecdote.. Stanzas, On Reading an Account of the Remarks on Tabella Cibaria ; or, the Re-Interment of King Robert Bruce.623 Bill of Fare

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ON HIS RETURX. By an Irish Gentleman, lately deceased. I send another specimen of my deceased friend's poetry, and, mirabile dictu, it, as well as the former, bears a similitude to an Ode in Horace; indeed, i believe he wrote a set of parallel Carmina to the Horatian, and if Archdeacon Wrangham were to see them, I think he would give up for ever the idea of attempting to lay his versions before the public, for which reason I hope he never will see them.

I am working away arranging the papers, and in a month or so they will be prepared finally. Another month will be occupied in writing my friend's life, so that I shall be ready to face the booksellers by next October.

I should say more, but that I am in a hurry, being called away to attend a coroner's inquest over the body of one Timothy Regan alias Tighe a Breeshtha, who was killed yesterday, fighting at a fair in a feud, a bellum intestinum, between the Shanavests and Caravats. I can only add, that I have procured fewer notes for this than for the former Ode. I remain, sir, your

humble servant,

Philip FORAGER. Drummanigillibeg, August 6th, 1820.

HOR. Od. 7. Lib. ii.

Felicem ex infelici militià reditum

saepe mecum tempus in ultimum
Deducte, Bruto militiae duce,
Quis te redonavit Quiritem

Dis patrüs, Italoque coelo,

To Marshal - on his Return; or,
Congratulatory Address by Mons.

O WELCOME home, my marshal, my col-

league true and good, When under brave Napoleon we dabbled

long in blood; Who brought you back to Paris in Bour.

bon's royal days? Was it Madame Bonaparte's man, our own Monsieur De Cazes ?*

2. With thee I robbed thro' Prussia, thro' Pors

tugal and Spain ; With thee I marched to Russia, and then

marched back again ;
With thee I faced the red-coats awhile at

Waterloo ;
And with thee I raised the war-song of jollyt

sauve qui peute

Pompei, meorum prime sodalium ?
Cum quo morantem saepè diem mero
Fregi, coronatus nitentes

Malobathro Syrio capillos.

Tecum Philippos et celerem fugam,
Sensi, relicta non benè parmula ;
Cum fracta virtus, et minaces

Turpe solum tetigere mento.

• Hodie Duc de Cazes, olim secretary to Madame Mere, the imperial mother of all the Bonapartes.

P. F. + Jolly! Quoi ? Jolly! Ma foi, voila une epithete assez mal appliquè.


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3. Sed me per hostes Mercurius celer

I took the oaths to Louis, and now with Denso paventem sustulit aëre :

face of brass, Te rursus in bellum resorbens

I bawl against the royalists all in the ChamUnda fretis tulit aestuosis.

bre Basse ; But you, my lad, were exiled, a mighty cruel

thing, For you did nothing surely, but fight against your king.

4. Ergo obligatam redde Jovi dapem,

Then drink a health to th’ Emperor, and Longâque fessum militiâ latus

curse Sir Hudson Lowe; Depone sub lauru mea, nec

And decorate with stolen plate your honestParce cadis tibi destinatis

earned chateau ; And merrily, my marshal, we shall the gob

let drain, 'Tis a chalicet that I robbed one day out of a church in Spain.

5. Oblivioso levia Massico

Fill, fill the bumper fairly, 'tis Chambertin, Ciboria exple : funde capacibus

you see, Unguenta de conchis. Quis udo

The Emperor's favourite liquor, and chant Deproperare apio coronas

in pious glee, A song of Monsieur Parny's,S Miladi More

gan's bard, And curse the tasteless Bourbons who won't his muse reward.

6. Curatve myrto ? quem Venus arbitrum ?

Then, with our wigs all perfumed, and our Dicet bibendi ? non ego saniâs

beavers cocked so fierce, Bacchabor Edonis : recepto

We'll throw a main together, or troll the Dulce mihi furere est amico.

amorous verse; And I'll get as drunk as Irishmen, as Irish

men morbleu, After six-and-thirty tumblers|| in drinking

healths to you.

* Sir Hudson Lowe is a very bad man in not letting the Emperor escape. LAS CASES. He is a man of no soul. The world cannot decide whether Bonaparte or Wellington is the greater general-I am sure the former is, without a second battle of Waterloo ; and here we have a simple knight preventing the solution of the question. He is an imbecile. I am sure he never had the taste to read my Amyntas.

LEIGH HUNT. + It was an instrument of superstition ; and I, therefore, although a water-drinker, approve of its being turned to any other use, just as I approved of the enlightened revolutionists of France turning the superstitious bells of Paris into cannon, although, on prin. ciple, a declared enemy of war.

SIR R. PHILIPPS. # Bonaparte was fond of Chambertin. Teste Tom MOORE. I prefer whisky. P. F.

§ A pet poet of Lady Morgan's. Vide her France. I wonder what the medical Knight, her caro sposo, says, when he catches her reading “ La Guerre des Dieux." P. F.

Il On this I must remark, that six and thirty tumblers is rather hard drinking. My friend, Rice Hussey, swears only to six and twenty, though he owns he has heard he drank two and thirty, but could not with propriety give his oath to it, as he was somewhat disordered by the liquor. There is not a Frenchman in France would drink it: I will lay any wager on that. In fact, I back Ireland against the world. A few years ago, the Northumberland, a very pretty English militia regiment, commanded by Lord Loraine, who endeared himself wherever he went in Ireland by his affable and social manners, ar. rived in the city of Cork. His Lordship gave a dinner to thirty officers of his regiment, who each drank his bottle. When the bill was called for, he observed to the waiter with a smile, that the English gentlemen could drink as well as the Irish. “ Lord help your head, sir," said the waiter, “is that all you know about it? Why, there's five gentle. men next room who have drank one bottle more than the whole of yees, and don't you hear them bawling like five devils for the other cooper, --coming gentlemen!" P. F. In Horace it is Edoni, not Irishmen; but that is quite correct. The Irish are of Scythian descent, so were the Thracians.

Thos. WOOD, M.D.


Or, the Correspondence of the Pringle Family.

No IV.


On Sunday morning, before going to church, Mr Micklewham called at tile Manse, and said that he wished particularly to speak to Mr Snodgrass. Upon being admitted, he found the young helper engaged at breakfast, with a book lying on his table, very like a volume of a new novel called Ivanhoe, in its appearance, but of course it must have been sermons done up in that manner to attract fashionable readers. As soon, however, as Mr Snodgrass saw his visitor he hastily removed the book, and put it into the table-drawer. The precentor having taken a seat at the opposite side of the fire, began somewhat diffidently to mention, that he had received a letter from the doctor, that made him at a loss whether or not he ought to read it to the elders, as usual, after worship, and therefore was desirous of consulting Mr Snodgrass on the subject, for it recorded, among other things, that the doctor had been at the playhouse, , and Mr Micklewham was quite sure that Mr Craig would be neither to bind nor to hold when he heard that, although the transgression was certainly mollified by the nature of the performance. As the clergyman, however, could offer no opinion until he saw the letter, the precentor took it out of his pocket, and Mr Snodgrass found the contents, as Mr M'Gruel has fairly and entirely transcribed it, to be as follows:


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The Rev. 2. Pringle, D. D. to Mr Micklewham, Schoolmaster and Sessionclerk, Garnock.

London. DEAR SIR,_You will recollect that witness to the chambering and wanabout twenty years ago, there was a tonness of ne'er-du-weel playactors. great sound throughout all the West No, Mr Micklewham, what I went to that a playhouse in Glasgow had been see was an Oratorio, a most edifying converted into a tabernacle of religion. exercise of psalmody and prayer, unI remember it was glad tidings to our der the management of a pious gentleears in the parish of Garnock; and man, of the name of Sir George Smart, that Mr Craig, who had just been who is, as I am informed, at the greatta'en in for an elder that fali, was for est pains to instruct the exhibitioners, having a thanksgiving-day on the ac- they being, for the most part, before count thereof, holding it to be a sig- they get into his hands, poor uncultinal manifestation of a new birth in the vated creatures, from Italy, France, of-old-godly town of Glasgow, which and Germany, and other atheistical had become slack in the way of well- and popish countries. They first sung doing, and the church therein luke- a hymn together very decently, and

, warm, like that of Laodicea. It was really with as much civilized harmony then said, as I well remember, that as could be expected from novices ; inwhen the tabernacle was opened, there deed so well, that I thought them alhad not been seen, since the Kaims- most as melodious as your own singlang wark, such a congregation as was ing class of the trades lads from Kilthere assembled, which was a great winning. Then there was a Mr Braproof that it's the matter handled, ham, a Jewish proselyte, that was set and not the place, that maketh pure; forth to show us a specimen of his so that when you and the elders hear proficiency. In the praying part, that I have been at the theatre of what he said was no objectionable as Drury-Lane, in London, you must to the matter, but he drawled in his not think that I was there to see a manner to such a pitch, that I thought carnal stage play, whether tragical or he would have broken out into an even coinical, or that I would so far de- down song, as I sometimes think of mean myself and my cloth, as to be a yourself when you spin out the last

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