Each (by rio wrong or carping care perplex'd)
Repeats the service and retains the text,
Hoping at home to bear the rest in thought
And tell the lore their pious pastor taught.
Ah! happy moments wert thou mine again
I'd swear that fate had thrown her darts in vain,'
For most I long to quit the painful din
Of busy trade, and join my humble kin;
With them in peace to dwell, 'tis all I crave,
For where my cradle was I'd have my grave.
The serýice ended on the churchway ground
The season's compliments fty swiftly round,
Danse greets her neighbours with her wish sincere
That happiness may bless the coming year,
The farmers thankful for their late increase,
Bow to the passing priest, and part in peace!

Such was the custom ere detested pride
Arm'd with a poison'd dagger undescri'd,
Stole from the city to perturb the swain
Beneath the insolence of gain,
Beneath the court-cut-coat and powder'd head
Barren within altho' so gayly spread.

Such was the custom when the realms had peace,
And plenty sweetly sang and trimm'd her fleeces
When commerce revel'd on our fertile shores
And paid her ready gold, and shipp'd our stores,
When scarce a murmur rose throughout the land
And liberty, and laws went hand in hand !

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Lord Byron has recently sent forth The Prisoner of Chillon. and other Poems. We select the following from the dream.

A change came o'er the spirit of my dream
There was an ancient niansion, and before
Its walls there was a steed caparisoned ;
Within an antique oratory stood
The boy of whom I spake; he was alone,
And pale, and pacing to and fro; anon
He sate him down, and seized a pen and traced
Words which I could not guess of, then he lean'd
His bow'd head on his hands, and shook as 'tweré
With a convulsion-then arose again,
And with his teeth and quivering hands did tear
What he had written, but he shed po tears
And he did calm himself, and fix his brow
Into a kind of quiet, as he paused.
The lady of his love re-entered there
She was serene and smiling then, and yet
She knew she was by him beloved, she knew,
For quickly comes such knowledge, that his heart
Was darkend with her shadow, and she saw i
That he was wretched, but she saw not all,
He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp
He took her hand; a moment o'er his face
A tablet of unutterable thoughts
Was traced, and then it faded as it came;
He dropped the band he held and with slow steps
Retired, but not as bidding her adieu,
For they did part with mutual smiles, he pass'di
From out the massy gate of that old IIall
And mounting on his steed he went his way
And ne'er repassed that hoary threshold more.


Fill the bowl with rosy wine,
Around our temples let roses twine,
And let us cheerfully awhile
Like to the vine and roses smile.
To day is ours we have it here,
To day is ours what do we fear,
Let's banish business, banish sorrow, .
To the gods belong to-morrow,
The Feast continued till th' increasing light,
They drank, they laughed, they sang away the night.
Dranken at last and drowsy they depart
Each to his home.
In masquerade the very thund'ring god,
Even he withdrew to rest and had his load,
His trembling limbs to needful sleep applied,
While Juno lay unheeded at his side.


The French, at Fort Saint Louis, had a beautiful Lioness, which they kept chained, in order to send her to France. This animal was seized with a disorder in the jaws, which prevented her from eating, and reduced her to the last extremity; and the people of the fort, who thought her dead unchained her, and threw the carcass into a neighbouring field. In this state she was perceived by M. Compagnon, Author of the Voyage of Bambuck, who was then returning from hunting; her eyes were sout, her mouth open, and already filled with ants, Compagnon took pity of the poor creature ; and imagining he saw some signs of life, washed lier mouth with water, and made her swallow a little milk. This sin ple remedy produced wonderful effects. The Lioness was carried back to the fort, and they took such care of ber, that at length she was perfectly cured. But never forgetting to whom she owed her deliverance, sbe conceived such an affection for her bencfactor, that she would take nothing but from his hand; and when she was perfectly cured, she followed him in the island, with a cord about her neck, like the most familiar dag.

Of John de Witt, surnamed Vandyan, a German Author, who left several works very heavily written, it is recorded, that he slept on his Virgil, lest a softer pillow should tempt him to lay too long in bed to the neglect of his literary pursuits. But it is a more amiable trait in his character, that, in the course of his studies, he gave frequent lectures, in order to save money for his father.




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Cards, Origin and Design of, 109
Conjurers, &c. 151
China, Emperor of, his opinion

of Physicians, 158 . .
Captive returned, a song, 187
Christmas Eve, ancient manner
. of celebrating it in Kent, 189,

205, 233
Carew, Sir Francis, and Queen

Elizabeth, 193
Christian, King of Denmark, a

tyrant, 200
Criminal justice, upon the seve.
rity of our, 213

. D.
Davies, Christiana, intrepid fe.

male, 7
Drama--Degeneration of, 8, 185

Two Words, or Silent not
Dumb, 47: the Broken Sword
76 ; Song in the Slave, 144;

the Slave, 207.
D'Ortey, Viscount, Anccdote of

Dreams, 73, 85
Dragon of the Ancients, 107
De la Tude, Life of, 120, 133,

149, 166
Dennett, Verses on the three

Misses, 143
** . E.
Emigration, or England and Pa.

ris, 60
Epigram on Dr. Bolus, 160

Charles II. Anecdotes of, 7, 104
Churchill; Rev. W. Character

mf, 39


Elephant, Singular escape of Metastastasio, Anecdotes of, 1%

Great Mogul from one, 176 Monkeys, Tax on, 32.
Elizabeth, Queen, Sir F. Carew, Meanness and liberality, 57.
and Sir W. Raleigh, 193 Miser, Anecdote of, 66.

My Neighbour's Son, 73.
Fitzgerald, Sir Edward, and My Neighbour's Daughter 82.
Pamela, 26

Merchant, Story of one murder,
Fayourites of princes, 104

ed 153.
Flower Gardens, invention of, Murder of Gordier by his rival

in love Galliard 187, 201.
Fire-eaters, 151

Moon, Poetry on the, 216, 223,
Fanny, a most affecting tale, 17

N .
183, 195, 209, 227

Narrator, No. 1-24. No.2-57.
Fire.balls to save coal, 177, me Night Watches, first account of,

thod of preparing, 217
Fire, precautions against, 202

P .
Friars, story of saving a criminal Poems, Nichols's early rising,
from justice, 214

22, 40, 53.

Phiðis the faithful African, 34. .
Gallantry, ancient, 11. Petrarchs idea of Books, 80.
Grimm, Baron de, correspond. Paulet, life of Parry, a true Bri.
enee, 12

tish Seaman, 123.
Gold, the influence of, on animal Paying of Streets, first account of,
spirits, 24,

Genius, a tale, 127

Plague, Wilson's City of the, 140.
Grove Ferry, or the Fisherman's Phillips's Garland of Sheridan,
Hut, 130

Gallantry, examples of ancient contine -Lines on liberation of
· and modern, il, 180

Magee, 159.

Poetry, 206.
Honesty of a poor widow, 199 Parishes in England, Origin of,
I. & J.

Justs and Tournaments, 11
Ignatius Leyola, anecdote of, 38 Rings Petition, 100..
Il-natured Witticisms, 99 Raleigh, Sir Walter and Queen
Inebriation, 105, 121

Elizabeth, 194.
Laventions and Discoveries, 135, "

151, 174

Selim 3d; Anecdote of Saltan, 6.
James II. and Waller the Poet, Singularities of persovs, 8

Stage see Drama

Sheridan, Monody on, 16
Longevity of John Rovin, 8 Superstition, 46
Lope de Vega, account of, 9 Saunders, Dr. Anecdote of, 66
Leibnitz, anecdote of, 63

Shakspeare, design for a Goblet
Love and Madness, 89

in honor of, 81
Louis XIII, anecdote of, 104 Song in Melancholy Hours, 119
Luxuries, first account of, 137 Solitary S ranger, a Tale by Jane

Taylor, 168 . .
Maid of St. Marino, 14, 29, 42,..

T .
51, 71, 86, 101, 114.

Troubadours, 11



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