The Ladies admired, and followed him;
By application he gained applause.

His abilities were so powerful, as to draw easily the divine, the lawyer, and the statesman into his own smooth track.

Had he lived in the days of Charles I. the Cavaliers would not have refused his assistance: for to the reins of due government he was always obedient.

He was a favorite, yet at times felt the wanton lash of lawless power.

After a life of laborious servitude, performed like Clarendon's, with unimpeached fidelity,

He, like that'

great man, was turned out of em

ployment,

Stript of all trappings, without place or pension: Yet, being endued with a generous forgiving temper, saint-like,

Not dreading futurity, he placidly met the hand appointed to be his assassin.

Thus he died-an example to all mortals under the wide expanded canopy of heaven!

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The dancing Horse.

MR. RAY informs us, that he had seen a horse who danced to music, who, at the command of his master, affected to be lame; who simulated death; lay motionless, with his limbs extended, and allowed himself to be dragged about, till some words were pronounced, when he instantly sprung on his feet. Facts of this kind would scarcely receive credit, if so many persons were not now acquainted with the wonderful docility of the horses educated by Astley and others. In exhibitions of this kind, the docility and prompt obedience of the animals deserves móre admiration than the dexterous feats of men.

Sufferings of the Post-Horse.

COULD the poor Post-Horse tell thee all his woes,
Shew thee his bleeding shoulders, and unfold
The dreadful anguish he endures for gold!

Hir'd at each call of business, lust, or rage,

That prompts the traveller from stage to stage,
Still on his strength depends their boasted speed;
For them his limbs grow weak, his bare ribs bleed;
And though he, groaning, quickens at command,,
Their extra shilling in the rider's hand

Becomes his bitter scourge-tis he must feel
The double efforts of the lash and steel,
'Till when, up hill, the destin'd inn he gains,
And trembling under complicated pains,
Prone from his nostrils, darting on the ground,
His breath emitted floats in clouds around;
Drops chase each other down his chest and sides,
And spatter'd mud his native colour hides;
Thro' his swoln veins the boiling torrent flows,
And every nerve a separate torture knows.
His harness loos'd, he welcomes, eager-ey'd,
The pail's full draught, that quivers by his side;
And joys to see the well-known stable door,
As the starv'd mariner the friendly shore.

Ah! well for him, if here his suff 'rings ceas'd,
And ample hours of rest his pains appeas'd!

But rous'd again, and sternly bade to rise,
Andshake refreshing slumber from his eyes,
Ere his exhausted spirits can return,

Or through his frame reviving ardour burn,
Come forth he must, tho' limping, maim'd, and

sore;

He hears the whip-the chaise is at the door.
The collar tightens, and again he feels

His half-heal'd wounds enflam'd; again the wheels
With tiresome sameness in his ears resound,
O'er blinding dust, or miles of flinty ground!
Bloomfield's Farmer's Boy.

Johnson and his black Horse.

THIS celebrated horseman is well remembered by many persons now alive in this country. Johnson, being at Derby in one of his excursions, married the daughter of Alderman Howe, who then kept one of the principal inns, and succeeded him in his busi

ness. He conducted himself so as to be well esteemed by the gentlemen of the country; and his black horse, which he still kept, was one of the favorites of the Vernon hunt, then probably the first in England. A feat performed by him and his horse may, perhaps, be worth remembering.

The hunt were taking leave of Lord Vernon one day by the side of the Ha-ha, when his Lordship told Johnson, it was extraordinary that he never had been tempted, in the course of any day, to do more, as a horseman, than all the members of the hunt could do. "Well, my Lord (said he), what would you wish me to do?" "I am not to choose (said his Lordship); but surely you can do something more than others." "I will go over that ha-ha, my Lord." "So can others-myself