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and expofe vice. Mrs. Gunning's Love at first Sight, from the French, is tedious, extending to five volumesGofip's fory-Henry Somerville-Church of St. Siffird

and a few others, are entitled to commendation. Holcroft's conclufion of Hugh Trevor is a production worth perufal-though it requires caution to be exercifed against some strange and eccentric principles. His antipathy to religion is highly reprehenfible. But with perfons well founded in their religious principles no injury can be apprehended. We must not close this article without mentioning The Caftle of the Rock, or Memoirs of the Elderland Family, by the author of Derwent Priory. This is a work of merit. We wish that every novel was equally calculated to advance the interefts of morality.

EDUCATION.

We conclude with this article, for we are perfuaded every parent will join with us in thinking that it is of the utmost importance to the rifing generation. Mental Amufements-Murray's English Exercifes-New Claf fical Dictionary, and Dr. Darwin's Plan for the Conduct of Females in Boarding Schools, are books of confiderable utility. The latter gentleman, from his acknowledged abilities, is well qualified to write on the interesting fubject. We are glad to fee fo much attention paid to the education of the youth of both fexes. This is the only folid foundation of future reputation and usefulness. The expenditure of money in their education is far preferable to the leaving them handfome fortunes, which oftentimes prove inducements to vice, and are therefore fources of mifery.

Thus have we briefly defcanted on fome of the principal publications in each of the most entertaining de partments of literature. It affords pleafing matter of fpeculation. We are glad to remark, that amidst the din of war, and amidst an almost endless fucceffion of revolutions in every part of Europe-the interefts of learning,

learning, particularly in Great Britain, are not neglected. The fabric of our domeftic literature is, indeed, rearing with an affiduous hand. We congratulate the fons of science on their inceffant exertion. Though they fhould not be rewarded with riches and titular honours, yet theirs is the fatisfaction of the heart:

all declare

For what the eternal Maker has ordained
The powers of man: we feel within ourselves
His energy divine: he tells the heart

He meant he made us to behold and love
What he beholds and loves-the general orb
Of life and being-to be great like him,
Beneficent and active.

AKENSIDE.

CHARACTER OF DR. SMOLLETT.

BY DR. MOORE.

"The perfon of Smollett was ftout and well proportioned, his countenance engaging, his manner referved, with a certain air of dignity that feemed to indicate that he was not unconfcious of his own powers. He was of a difpofition fo humane and generous, that he was ever ready to ferve the unfortunate, and on fome occafions, to affift them beyond what his circumstances could juftify.-Though few could penetrate with more acuteness into character, yet none was more apt to overlook mifconduct when attended with misfortune. He lived in an hofpitable manner, but he despised that hofpitality which is founded on oftentation, which entertains only thofe, whofe fituation in life flatters the vanity of the entertainer, or fuch as can make returns of the same kind; that hofpitality which keeps a debtor and creditor account of dinners. Smollett invited to his plain but plentiful table, the perfons whofe characters he esteemed, in whole converfation he delighted, and many for no other reason, than because they stood in need of his countenance and protection. As nothing was more abhor

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The Charles of this night (May 13,) went through his part with all the energy and truth, that have ever diftinguifhed his exertions. He was received with the moft heart-felt gratulations by an audience who did not expect any apology for fuch acting, though he thought fit to deliver one at the conclufion of the play.

COVENT GARDEN.

April 30th. The last day of the month was concluded by

THE ECCENTRIC LOVER,

a new comedy, from the pen of Mr. Cumberland This production, together with that of O'Keefe, (See the preceding pages of this Review) evince beyond a doubt, that our old dramatists, fuch as they are, have now done with their day and generation. It would be a waste of time, fhort as is the drama of this month, to enter into the leaft fpecies of critique on the merits of the Eccentric Lover.

MASQUERADES.

There have been two Masquerades-one at Ranelagh, on the last day of April, and another at the Opera Houfe, on Monday May 21. Neither of them were diftinguished by good taste, or good company.

VAUXHALL.

The Camp Elyfées of the metropolis, commenced on Thurfday the 24th inftant, in its accuftomed career of elegance.

The AMPHITHEATRE, SADLER'S WELLS, and THE CIRCUS, are at this time in very high estimation. Two of thefe favourite places of entertainment have availed themselves of the "Efcape of Sir Sidney Smith," in order to gratify the generous feelings of the Public and with honour and advantage to themselves.

THE

PARNASSIAN GARLAND,

FOR MAY, 1798.

A MARTIAL ODE, FOR THE YEAR 1798.

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BY GEORGE WALKER.

ARK! hark! I hear in loud acclaim,

Ten thousand shouts, ten thousand cries,
That shake the earth and tear the skies-
And war, terrific war, proclaim!
Britannia rous'd, the trumpet takes;

Her fons, exulting, catch the found,
The brazen notes re-echo round,

And war! war! war! each rock and mountain shakes.

Mourn then, Britannia, mourn no more,

Hibernia fhall forget her wrong,
Shall crowd upon her sea-beat shore,
A bold, undaunted, warlike throng.
Brave Caledonia, too, shall hafte,

From deepest glen to meet the foe;
Shall march, embattled, o'er the waste,
And lay their tarnish'd laurels low.
And Albion's fons, no more repreft
By paltry doubts, fhall feel the blaze
That genial burns in freedom's breast,
And round the heart of valour plays.
Then France shall dearly learn to feel,
That independent and alone,
Britannia's garments are of steel,

And founding furges are her zone:
On adamantine rocks the ftands,
Enshrouding tempefts wreathe her head;

Eternal ocean laves her ftrands,
Beftrew'd with many an hero dead:
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Shall Britain, then, the yoke receive?
Shall Britain own a conqu'ror's power?
Her children's children doom'd to grieve
The torpid langour of an hour!

Should Gallia triumph, Britain's ftar,
Which fhines in full meridian height,
Shall feel the deep convulfive jar,
And fet in never-ending night.
No more the nations own her name,
Nor independence feeks her fhore;
But, loft to empire, and to fame,

She rules the rebel waves no more.
Her fertile fields no longer bloom,
Beneath a foreign tyrant's sway;
But o'er the land unvarying gloom
Marks the gaunt progrefs of decay.

Her blooming gardens, happy plains,
That teem with many a fleecy care,
Shall vanish; and her healthful fwains
The wide destruction fhare!

No more fhall British beauty fhine,

The boaft of freedom, and of worth; For then, Britannia, fhall be thine

The lawless flame of abject birth,

The fin of elder days, the fcorn and fcourge of earth!

Arife, then Britons, greatly rife,
The vaunts of Gallia's fons defpise:
Arife! and firm together ftand
Embattled on the briny fand:
Or, c'er the billow'd ocean ride,
And in loud thunder check her pride.
From every rock, from every cave,
Refound the clamour of the brave!
From every cliff, from every fleep,
Pour ftreams of lightning o'er the deep!
Nor let the British flag be furl'd,
Before the hofts of half the world:

Heroic courage scorns to fly,

Tho' certain death were hov'ring by.

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