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An English country shop-keeper 16,000~ of the Publiciste, 14,000– advertises, that he has laid in a fresh of the Journal des Debats, 12,000 supply of salt butter.
of the Journal des Defenseurs de la
Patrie, 10,000--of the Clef du Cabi. An English country squire, asked net, 6,000, and of the Petits Affiches, his parith school.mafter which was 30,000 the true orthography of a neighbour Newspapers not being subject to " ing county. “Why," answered Mr. ftamp duties in France, is one reason is Syntax, people of fashion spell it for this astonishing superiority; the .. Hampshire, but the swinish multitude, extent of France is another; and the uniformly Ham-kire
limited numbers, a third and a prio
'cipal one. One of the lady governesses of an A few nights since, Miss Walsteinn eastern settlement, was induced to at and her sister palling in their carriage ? tend a fermon, preached by a Scottish through Merrion Square, were sudclergyman, and on being asked her denly surprized by the appearance of een opinion of it when he came out of a meteor in the beavens, in the exact sa church, declared, “ that it was as form of a human eye. It was of con: broad as it was long."
fiderable brilliancy, and continued in
view about 15 or 15 seconds, when The following circumstance occur. it suddenly disappeared.- On Miss red at the Huntingdon assizes :-in Walitein relating the circumstance, action was tried for the recovery of the following lines were spoken er the sum of 331. for the price of three tempore : heifers. The fale took place at a As gazing on the spangi'd sky, public house, and the landlady was You mark'd the brilliant meteoriche brought up to prove the contra& ;
driy'n ; who stated to the Court, that previ 'Twas but the lustre of thine eye, ous to the bargain being struck, there Reflected from the face of hear'n: was a good deal of botheration. When Mr. Fox was at Eton, the AS Mr. Serjeant Sellon, on cross examin- following pleasing testimony, to the ing one of the witnelles for the de. promise of his future abilities, was fendant, said to him, “ You have addreffed to him by the present Earl heard what Mrs. Bird has said about of Carlisle, his fellow ftudent: this contract, and that she says there You will my Fox, alone by strength was a good deal of botheration before
of parts, it was concluded ; I will thank you Shake the loud fenate, animate the to inform the Court what is the mean
hearts ing of she word boliseration.” Why, Of timid statesmen! while around fir,” says he, “it is fomething like you stand, what is palling between you and me." Both Peers and Commons, lift'n.
ing your command. FRENCH NEWSPAPERS. While Tilly's sense, its weight 105
you affords, The proprietors of newspapers in His nervous sweetness Mall adora i these countries, will be much sur.
your words. prised at the fuperiority of similar What praise to Pitt to Towsend producions in France :
e'er were due, The daily sale of the Moniteur is In future times, my Fox, Chall 20,000—of the Journal de Paris, wait on you
When the foundation stone of May. Nor taught in vain, your youthíu
100:h College was laid by Lord bard to raise Cada.on, complimentary odes in His views to heaven, and aim at ho. G:eck, Latin, and English, were nest praise. addressed to himn by the professors What! whilst beneath the favage of the new College. Mr. E , C 's reign, ihe professor of BELLES LETTRES, My injur'd country bleeds in ev’y wrote the English one į but when - vein. the rebellion of 1793, had unfold. Whilst boys, whose bosoms yet with ed that pobieman's real character, :virtue glow, the poet indignantly wrote the Muft die for crimes, the perjured on
· ly know,
While all our hapless rustics—(hapRECANTATION.
less Twains !)
Are torn by i ts from their native (I was never before published.) . plains.
And hourly dragg’d, by right insultSAY, most I then profane a poet's ing H , Dampe,
To fight and bleed, in their opfo And basely blast the virgin mule's for's cause ;. fanve!
Suspended by a hair, while lawless With fate'ry stain my yet unsullied - pow'r,
Hangs o'er our heads, and threat'ns And iune my voice to sing a t- t's ev'ry hour; praise.
Whilfe virtue' finks beneath the opOh no! my glowing breast indignant p--ss-r’s liand, fwells,
And legal rapine waltes th' affrighid And all my soul against ibe thought · land. icte's.
Shall I, a daftard parasite, profane Ye iuneful pow'ss of verse, that fiift The poet's laurels, and the muse's refin'd
Irain ! My op’ning soul, and charm'd my in. And brand with C- n's odious fant miud ;
- name, the lays, Yyet more aweful forms of sacred That truth makes sacred, to Fitz
WILLIAM's praise ! Vihose heav'nly beauties fired my Ye fiends of hell, who prompt, then early youth ;
punish crimes, Whole holy joys, have been iny' fole And first corrupt, then scourge our delight,
impious times. My thoughts by day, my golden Oh! drag me headlong down, to deanis by night.
share the fate 'Tis not in vain you bade my soul af- Referv'd by justice, for the guilly pir,
great ; 'Bove ev'ry meaner with, and low
If e'er i prostitute my venal pen, If e'er ny muse should incense such a To praile the bloody deeds of bold, name, bad men.
Then may my steps, forsake the Let hireling rhymers, bought alike paths of tame. or fold,
Then may my torgueforget its tuneBarter the muse, and sell their souls ful art, for gold ;
And Thame corrode the bard's de. Praise vice or virtue, as they chance gen'rate heart.
to rife, And make all ministers, both good
and wise ; A gen'rous muse, then only deigns to
AN ling, When patriot viceroys, serve a patri
EL EGY; ot king. For them alone she waves a laurel
crown, And gives to virtue, virtue's due re- . REV. Mr. E
nown. Calm is my soul, and fond of ev'ry Inscribed to the Duchess of Leinster,
on the death of an infant ron, That softens life or tames the savage left on an urn in a little tem
ple, erected to his When good FITZWILLIAM wakes .
memory. the filent lyre. Each glowing note shall breathe with This beautiful little poem was also neheav'nly fire.
ver before published. When gen'rous Leinster, claims a patriot's meed,
Sweet smiles the rose, just glimm'sThe shades would echo, to my ing through the glade, grateful reed.
Awak'd by zephyrs, and refresh'd Then all the pow'rs of song com
by rain, bin'd, would rise
di siniles emerging from its parent To lift such heroes to their native hade; Ikies.
And bluishing, gleams across the But Ca n , guilty tool of ruth. rural plain.
le's pow'r, Deputed hither in a baleful hour ; The rural maid that haply turn As torm'd by nature to deceive aside, betray,
And firit beholds its form, so youig And tear a nation's fondelt hopes fo fair, away.
Resolves e’er long, to seize its rișer T’unniutz le faction, and let loose pride, once fiore,
And with its honors, deck ler The dogs of hell, to waste our hapless braided hair. To press with regal pow'r, a guilty Next morn she haftens o'er the dwy cause.
lawn, And lanction violence, by Aill-born And cager, seeks the bloon that
charı'd her sight;
Lol nippd by Boreas, in its early And fairer far, and lovelier than dawn,
before, li drops-lhe mourns the ravages Then shall he rush, to meet thy of night.
Sweer smiles the infant, when its
Addressed to Miss Owenson, on read. But chief the mother, all intranc'd in ing her“ PATRIOTIC SKETCHES.
ing charms, Anticipates the glories of her boy, Where wild Drumard's blesťd abbey His weight in tenates, and his fame in arms. * • . •
In ruins, awfully sublime ;
Exhibiting to wanderers wile, When sudden, ruthless Fate, with icy The ravages of cha..geful time,
band's To secret, steals away its balmy Dwelt a Recluse; who fir'd his eye breath;
On Erin's imag'a fain's and cniefs, Abrupt in griet, the woe-ftruck mo- That grac'd his cell; and, with a ther ftands ;
ligh, Reproaches heav'n, and calls in Autun'd his harp, to soothe his vain on death.
griefs. Thus rose and baby, both were smi- Milesian relics there were seen ; ling late,
Urns, armlets, armour, dim with To all the infant charms of new
rut: . bu o bloom,
Such as the maid of Erin green Now blasted both, by unrelenting Describes in lines divincly juít. One Arews the ground, one mouls At midnight he would rise to pray ders in the tomb.
For Erin's peace, more prizd
than life ; Yet bapless mother ! hear, aud ceale And ev'ry swain, who paffd by
day, The role is gone, and never shall He sham'd and 'Jur'd fiom savage return;
Brife. Thy lovely babe is only lull'd alleep, To rise triumphant, from the burit When a poor Nave, who could not ing uro.
His daily bread, by daily toil, Oh! then a fickly, dying babe, no Approach'd theftudious lage, to learn more,
The future fortune of the soil. But decked angelic, with each heav'nly grace,
Wih trembling hand, that age had " And steep sublime from fcora bent,
she'll lave. An ancient chronicle be closed ; And thus th’enquirer's discontent “ And many a wand'ring groupe Confirm'd a while, and then com- fhe'll meet ; pos’d.
" And visit many a wretched heart
“ And softly foothe the sufferers " Alas ! my son, I see our race “ Disgrace and grief too long shall “ And prompt their unrewarded prove:
worth. “For oft commotions shall encrease, “ The girevance, that they would “ And when wild wights, with hardremove.
“ Shall paint their woes, that few .66 If ignorance from order Atray,
attend, “ Pride wont reclaim, but crush “ With patriot' hand she'll'sketch' him low;
their tale ; “ And Genius, Power shall blast thy “ And pow'r shall read and prove bay,
" Then strife shall cease the day is
nam'a, “And though when mighty friends « In mystic records ; doubts I've exert
none ; ." Their pow'rs, our foes shall lit- “ And Justice, Erin's Queen protle lay;
claim’d, “ The claim their speech can't con- « Shall fhield her herald-OW trovert,
ENSON.” . " Their abler votes shall cast
“ For ere our destiny can smile
“ Must wander in a female form.
BY SIR WALTER RALEIGH.
" And fancy wild, and judgment (This Poem is reported to have been
written the night before his Ex
ecution, a. 29, 1618.) : way ; ; “ This fhall poor Connought's weal 7 “ But that, with pride, her plaints
GOE, Soule, the bodie's guest,
Upon a thanklefs arranr, “ Her claffic seats, her martial fields. Fear not to touch the bett,
The touch shall be thy warrant ; “ Her druid grove, and hermit Goe, since I needs muft die,
cave; “ The sweet wild glen, that beauty
And give the world ihe lye. gilds,