The index now alone remains, Of all the pages spoil'd by Pleasure, And though it bears some honey stains, Yet Memory counts the leaf a treasure! And oft, they say, she scans it o'er, Brings back the pages now no more, I know not if this tale be true, But thus the simple facts are stated; And I refer their truth to you, Since Love and you are near related! TO THOMAS HUME, ESQ. M. D. FROM THE CITY OF WASHINGTON. ΔΙΗΓΗΣΟΜΑΙ ΔΙΗΓΗΜΑΤΑ ΙΣΩΣ ΑΠΙΣΤΑ, ΚΟΙ ΝΩΝΑ ΩΝ ΠΕΠΟΝΘΑ ΟΥΚ ΕΧΩΝ. XENOPHONT. Ephes. Ephesiac. lib. v. 'Tis evening now; the heats and cares of day In twilight dews are calmly wept away. The lover now, beneath the western star, Sighs through the medium of his sweet segar, With puffs and vows, with smoke and constancy! Where blest he wooes some black Aspasia's grace, In fancy now, beneath the twilight gloom, * The "black Aspasia" of the present ********* of the United States, "inter Avernales haud ignotissima nymphas," has given rise to much pleasantry among the anti-democrat wits in America. "On the original location of the ground now allotted now Where tribunes rule, where dusky Davi bow, for the seat of the Federal City (says Mr. WELD) the identical spot on which the capitol now stands was called Rome. This anecdote is related by many as a certain prognostic of the future magnificence of this city, which is to be, as it were, a second Rome."-WELD's Travels, letter iv. * A little stream runs through the city, which, with intolerable affectation, they have styled the Tiber. It was originally called Goose-Creek. "To be under the necessity of going through a deep wood for one or two miles, perhaps, in order to see a nextdoor neighbour and in the same city, is a curious, and I believe a novel circumstance."-WELD, letter iv. The Federal City (if it must be called a city) has not been much increased since Mr. Weld visited it. Most of the public buildings which were then in some degree of forwardness, have been since utterly suspended. The Hotel is already a ruin; a great part of its roof has fallen in, and the rooms are left to be occupied gratuitously by the miserable Scotch and Irish emigrants. The President's House, a very noble structure, is by no means suited to the philosophical humility of its present possessor, who inhabits but a corner of the mansion himself, and abandons the rest to a state of uncleanly desolation, which those who are not philo |