the allies of our enemy; if, in the courfe of the quarrel, we have been able, not only to defend our own poffellions, but to make great acquifitions of territory; and if, in this fituation, we have gained advantages for ourfelves when all the furrounding na tions have been compelled to make facrifices; then is the treaty by which the bleffings of peace have been reftored to us not merely fafe, but highly beneficial and honourable." (pp. 2, 4.) Upon examination of the articles of this treasy, Mr. B. inclines to vindicate every one of them, and even the conduct of Bonaparte, in " feizing, with a daring indeed, but not with a facrilegious hand, the reins of the government, and faving France from a state of deep diftrefs-from her foes-and from herself." (p. 35.) "In lofing the alliance of Holland we have only loft a power fo much reduced, in the courfe of the last century, that the affiftance from it was, perhaps, more than counterbalanced by the neceflity of defending it. The riches, power, and population of Great Britain has, during the fame period, fo much increated, that the alone is of far greater weight, in the political fcale, than the maritime powers were, formerly, in conjunction; and the naval preponderancy of thefe iflands has kept pace with the military preponderancy of France. If we detach ourselves, as far as circumstances will permit, from the quarrels of the Continent, and content ourfelves with fighting our own battles, upon our own element, though peace will, at all times, be highly defireable, fhould occafion arife to render war really juft and neceflary, there will be no reason to regard it as peculiarly dangerous or terrible." (pp. 38, 39.) 207. A circumftantial Narrative of the Strand. ing of a Mugate Corn-boy near the Village of Reculver, on the 7th of February, 1882; written with a Delign to improve a Catafirophe, as awful as it is unparalleled in the 44 maritime Anals of that Neighbow boot. THIS little narrative, reprinted from the newspapers and from our prefent volume, p. 175, with fome improvenients and additions, has gone through two editions. 208. The Margate Hay, which was firanded on Sunday Morning, Feb. 7, 1802, a Poem. To which is and fed, a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Mr. George Bone, of Margate, one of the Paffengers who were drowned. By Zechariah Cozens. THE preceding article is here dilated in verfe; of which we can with more truth commend the good intention than the execution; it having been the Author's endeavour to reconcile the minds of the relatives of the unfortu nate fufferers to this painful confolation, reminding them, that it was by the permition of Him who is "To good to injure, and too wife to err." of the experience of Mr. Bone we fhall take another opportunity of speaking. 20%. Nafcita, Carattere, e alcuni Fatti notabili de Luigi XVI. Re di Francia, a Pri gionia nel Tempio, tradotta del Giornale dl Sig. Clery, Cameriere del Re, con una breve Appendice al Giornale. ; to THE principal part is a tranflation. of the affecting journal of Clery, reviewed in our vol. LXVIII. p. 1060; 1 which are here prefixed the birth, character, and ftriking events in the king's life, and a good portrait of him; and at the end is a fhort Appendix, giving an exact account of the attendance of Mr. Edgeworth on him to the fcaffold. After fupper, the king retired with his confeflor, and enquired after the flate of the clergy; and when he found how many of them had retired to England, where they were not only received but furnished with every neceffary, he exclaimed, "Generous Nation!" Let thefe two words fink deep into the hearts of both the protectors and the protocted; and if the prefent genera-, tion in France have any feeling, let them or their governors take fhame to themselves for having circulated a fpu rious edition of Clery's narrative, into which were introduced many falfehoods difgraceful to the memory of Louis, and pretending, in the title, to be printed by Bayks, London, but was publicly reprobated by Clery himfel£ The Italian tranflation is printed at Oxford for Dulau. 200. The Trial of Republicanism; or, A Se.. rics of political Papers, proving the injurious and debafing Confequences of Republican Government and written Conflitutions. With an introductory Addrefs to the Hon. Thomas Tifkine, Fla. EXPOSES the fallacy, folly, and danger, of theoretical fpeculations in government. **We cannot poffibly return the Stanzas of W. R. All fucit poetical articles as are deemed unfit for infertion, and many profe communications of a fimilar defcription it is our regular custom to destroy, to prevent unneceffury accumulation. Saw no deceit impofe, no treach'ry fmile, No frauds perplex, nor any arts beguile. How chang'd the heart that vifits you again, [pain! Once light as air, and free from thoughts of Now throbbing oft with much of human ill, Yet much enjoying, oft exulting still! She with whom hand in hand I fportive ftray'd, [lovely maid, Whilft Nymphs and Fauns admir'd y Still hand in hard fhall rove thefe meads along, Still fmile, Al liften to her favorite fong; Whilft as we talk of thofe whom moft we love, [ prove; The profpect brightens, and the scenes imNor brightens leis, that Amalthea's horn From SMITH's kind hand the laughing plains adorn; your applanfe; But fuch applauding friends new life impart; Your gen'rous fmiles are funthine to the heart. How vain each moral leffon of the stage, If what should mend fatigues a liftless age! With pity moves not, nor with fear alarms, Nor bids fair Virtue fhine in Beauty's charms, Or Truth, by powerful eloquence imprefs'd, Strike with refiftlefs force the feeling breaft! Yet who (alas!) can charm by mimic Woes Till, nurs'd by hope, fond emulation glows? Till, rang'd around, a favouring group appcars, [tears; Prompt, as he bids, to rage, or melt in While active fympathy, at his controul, Flies, like electric fire, from foul to foul? Such fympathy they find, who feek the prize, Dramatic fame, before a nation's eyes; *Ben Jonfon's name for the feedveffel of the Dandelion. Whom all the great, the gay, the fair, attend, [friend. Their hopes to cherifb, and their toils beWe (far more arduous task!) aspire to pleafe 'Midft fcenes of rural gaiety and eafe; Spurns joys resembling those it left behind, But let not Tafte's more humble vot'ries Take then the thanks which Gratitude infpires! [fires. Long, long as life, shall live her wakeful Cheer'd by your smile, we feek, in grief or mirth, No other patrons o'er the peopled earth; you. LINES To the Memory of CAPT. DUVAL, who was laft in bis Majesty's Ship The Fly. N O longer dare we hope! the anxions Attentive liften'd to each vain formife; By doubtful rumour could delude no more. The forrows of the heart at fuch a lofs While Refignation, with prophetic eye, For virtues nurtur'd by the hand of Heaven. Alluding to Mr. Then, as the eagle from its aëry nest dent mind Seem'd foaring in the bright effulgent ray Then check the tear: weep not, thon [titude And honour'd Friend, for whom his gra Express'd a filial affe&tion; by whole care His infant lip was taught the Sacred Song: Weep thou no more! but with religious faith [joys Dwell on the profpect of thofe promis'd The fervant good and faithful may expect. THE GHOST. E! who delight in old traditions, Two twins, of understanding good, John left alone, when now fome weeks On what thould be his future plan: His arms were folded now to reft, O Rus! quando ego te alpiciam, &c. Ducere folicite jucunda oblivia vitæ. His His lab'ring ftomach, tho' he slept, "Be not alarm'd, my brother dear, A treasure which I left behind: John, rifing up without delay, Aled; The Ghoft was vanish'd from his fight, Wander'd with folded arms and down caft eyes; [fighs, And while the Bard of Love and Laura Thus from this land with inspiration fraught And precipices vast and pathless woods, The pine-clad mountain and the dizzy Яeep, alone, And give a joy to vulgar fouls unknown. eye, Array'd in all her sollen majesty; Yet oft thy pen pourtrays the gurgling rill, 2 For Italy with other wonders teems. Who can behold and not defire to caft And ignorance her baleful influence shed; Thofe crumbling arches, thofe decaying So in meridian glory bright it shone There oft detain'd from all his foul held dear, The mourner shed the unavailing tear. Ended at once his forrows and his life. Invention is a rich exhaustless mine, No fairy forms are fashion'd by thy hand; Thy fancy, still restrain'd by nature's laws, By her directions ev'ry portrait draws; And tho' at first fome unknown forms appear, Who feem the tenants of another sphere, Yet, when brought nearer to our longing eyes, We find at last they're mere realities. When with fuccefs the Poet woos his Mufe; LOOK here upon this minfter; and on Like a fmug counterfeit, fo modernized; See what an ornament doth crown this {creen, Embroidery itself; the Weftern front How grand! the fretted roof emboss'd! the pillars [tion Slender, in clusters, and of rare proporThe tow'r high pinnacled,and commanding! The light fome lantern, and heaven piercing fpire! [thew A combination, where each grace doth HANDEL, with his fymphonies, All the foul to Heaven doth raise Or transport with extacy; Fall afleep, or, hearing, die. Vying with th'immortal choir! HEN. VIII II I AND MEASURE FOR MEASURE, IV. t. MASTER SHALLOW. WAR AND PEACE. The rattling drum, the bugle's found, Dire insentives of the flaughtering art. For Fate has oft my footsteps led Among the dying and the dead, Strew'd in the bloody field; There in promifcuous heaps to lie, To thirst, to rave, to groan, to figh! No friend to bury, and no arm to shield! Avaunt, ye fcenes of murd'rous ftrife! Give me the joys of focial life, Whese round my cheerful hearth I view, with heartfelt pleasure view, Thofe fympathetic friends fo true, Who fhare my forrows and enjoy my mirth. APOSTROPHE TO MY CHILD. And witness here our agony below; * On hearing Mifs Tennant so unaf fectedly and correctly fing the last air in the Meffiah, at Birmingham Festival, Sept. 24. |