for which achievement he bore on his coat of arms three Turks Heads. He afterwards went to America, where he was taken prisoner by the savage Indians, from whom he found means to escape. He often hazarded his life in naval engagements with Pirates, Spanish Men of War, and in other adventures; and had a considerable hand in reducing New England to the obedience of Great Britain, and in reclaiming the inhabitants from barbarism." All which exploits are detailed in the History of Virginia by himself. Matoako, alias Rebecca, daughter to Pouhatan, Sovereign of Virginia, and who is called Pocahontas by Capt. Smith in his History, may be considered as a national benefactress, as to her (says Granger, vol. ii. p. 58) we are indebted for the preservation of Virginia, when in the state of an infant colony. In 1607, when she was about 12 or 13 years of age, she not only procured the liberty, but saved the life of Capt. Smith, whom, together with his men, her father intended to murder by surprize. In 1612, she was herself a prisoner; and soon after married Mr. Rolfe, whom Smith calls a gentleman. In 1616, after she had been instructed in our language and the Christian religion, she was brought to England, and introduced and graciously received at Court. The next year, upon her return home, she died on ship board at Gravesend, strongly impressed with religious sentiments. The good sense, humanity, and generosity of this woman, do her honour, as they carried her far above the prejudices of her education, and the barbarous customs of her country. She was the first Virginian who was converted to Christianity, that could speak our language, or had a child by an Englishman." The Library at Eton contains King James Ist's copy, and in the Fonthill Library was a presentation copy; other large paper copies are in the Libraries of some of our principal Bibli omaniacs. Smith's Travels and Adventures in Europe, Asia, Africa, and America. Small folio. Sixty pages only. With Plates. 1630. Mr. Grenville's copy, according to Dibdin's Library Companion, p. 284, cost him 57. 58. It was reprinted in vol. ii. of Churchill's Collection of Voyages. Braccelli (Giov. Bat.) Bizarie di Varie Figure. 8vo. oblong. 1624. See The Repertorium Bibliographicum, where it is described as “A most rare and singular Book, containing Prints of human Figures formed by the strangest materials, as diamonds, hoops, bladders, pieces of carpentery, battledores, chains, culinary utensils, &c. When the correctness of the delineations, and the boldness of the attitudes, are considered-we see the hand of a great Master through the laughable whimsicality of his subjects." A copy is in the Strawberry Hill Collection, and one was in the Library at Fonthill. Darcie (Abraham) Annales of the famous Empresse Elizabeth, Queene of England, &c. translated out of French. Large paper. 2 vols. 4to. Benj. Fisher. (No date.) Large paper copies differ from the small in the following particulars viz. that the date (1625) is wanting in them,. spreads farther; which appears in that I have ventured upon this third edition. What though it be neglected? It is not, I am sure, the first book which hath lighted Tobacco, or been employed by Cooks and Grocers. If in all mens judgments it suffer Shipwrack, it shall something content me, that it hath pleased myself and the Bookseller. In it you shall find one argument (and I hope I shall need no more) to confute unbelievers; which is, that as mine age, and consequently experience (which is yet but little) hath increased, so they have not left my Poesie flagging behind them. I should not be angry to see any one burn my Pyramus and Thisbe, nay I would do it myself, but that I hope a pardon may easily be gotten for the errors of ten years of age. My Constantia and Philetus confesseth me two years older when I writ it. The rest were made since upon several occasions, and perhaps do not bely the time of their birth. Such as they are, they were created by me, but their fate lies in your hands; it is only you can effect that neither the Bookseller repent himself of his charge in Printing them, nor I of my labour in composing them. Farewell." A. COWLEY. However unfashionable in our days Cowley may have become from the harshness and conceit of some of his compositions, there are still many who think both highly and justly of him as a Poet-he was considered by his co-temporaries as excelled by none, and King Charles II. when told of his death, declared "That Mr. Cowley had not left a better man behind him in England." I certainly think with Dr. Blair, that Cowley's Anacreontic Odes, are by far the happiest of his efforts: "they are smooth and elegant; and, indeed, the most agreeable, and the most perfect in their kind of all Mr. Cowley's Poems." One or two specimens of them here cannot but prove acceptable, and will convey their own excuse for the space they оссиру. GOLD. A mighty pain to love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss. A curse on her, and on the man A curse on him who found the ore! A curse all curses else above On him, who us'd it first in Love!! Gold, alas, does Love beget. THE GRASSHOPPER. Happy Insect what can be In Happiness compar'd to Thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy-morning's gentle Wine! And thy verdant cup does fill, "Tis fill'd whereever thou dost tread Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing; Nor does thy Luxury destroy; The Shepherd gladly heareth thee, More Harmonious than He. Thee, Country hinds with gladness hear, Prophet of the ripened year! Thee Phoebus loves, and does inspire; Phoebus is himself thy Sire. To thee of all things upon Earth, Life is no longer than thy mirth. Happy Insect, happy Thou, Dost neither Age nor Winter know. But when thou'st drunk, and danc'd, and sung, Thy fill, the flow'ry Leaves among, (Voluptuous, and wise withall, Epicurean Animal!) Sated with thy Summer Feast, Thou retirest to endless rest. THE EPICURE. Fill the Bowl with rosie Wine, |