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of semidiurnal arches given in books of Navigation, will not therefore do for the moon, tho' sufficiently accurate for the planets. This will appear plainer by observing, that the moon's difference of rising on the first day, suppose in 13 degrees of Cancer, will be one hour, 7 on the parallel of Dublin while on the same day, her difference of setting will be only 49 min. whereas or the 7th day, in 2 degrees of Libra, her difference of rising will be 1 hour 16 min. when, same time,

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that of her setting is only 16 mins. &c. All the moon's motions are irregular. Her perigeal anomalistic and nodal revolution are subject to what are called Secular Variations, some of which are in a state of acceleration, and others, again in a state of retardation, therefore no rule has yet been found sufficiently easy, and at the same time accurate for the rising and setting of the moɔn, see La Place's Mechanique celeste.

To be continued in our next.

Amongst the late publications we have to notice," A Treatise on the Theory and Art of Dancing, by Mr. Cassidy, of Fervis-street. Of the propriety of indulging in the merry dance, we know there are various opinions, some are for banishing it altogether from society, and as inconsistent with the sober dictates of christianity.

AMONG the Jews, however dancing seems to have made a part of their religious worship on some occasions as we learn from passages in the psalms and Plato, says,

the ancients held no festivals nor religious assemblies but what were accompanied with songs and dances;" it was not possible to celebrate any mystery, or be initiated without the intervention of these two arts. As for ourselves, we are of opinion, that nature would not have so universally diffused a desire for dancing among mankind, nay among the brute creation, at the sound of a musical instrument had it been incongenial or unbecoming. Can we be astonished then, that it has been so much extolled by the Grecians, deducing its origin from Heaven itself, as practised there by the celestial choir of stars, which per form their conjunctions, oppositions, aspects, ingresses, egresses, and other va rious evolutions in mystic dance divine. If Scipio the great vouchsafed according to Seneca the great moralist, to dance up and down after a manly manner as the ancients were accustomed to do," and if the great Socrates disdained not in his advanced age to learn how to cut a caper; and to recommend it to others, nay if as we see proved in the book before us; it has been universally used at Heathenish, Jewish, and Chris tian festivals; why these anathemas against it by some of the religionists of, the present age? Are they more sensible, more godly, more austere, than all antiquity? Surely not. The adoption of these wrong notions of religion, by many of our countrymen, has occasioned us

to expatiate more at large on this subject than what our limits allow. The im• portance of the subject, and its influence on the rising generation, will apologize however with our readers for our pressing, the consideration of these few arguments for this most useful accomplishment.

They, and all will see then, that danc ing is not only a mere recreation, it is more, it is an ornamental and a necessary art; Dr. Buchan who was himself educated in the rigid Kirk, will tell them that dancing in a city is a most desirable exercise, it cheers the spirits, promotes perspiration, and strengthens, the limbs." I know continues our Dr. still," an eminent Physician who used to make his children dance, instead of giving them physie and it were well if more people followed his example." As an accomplishment, in removing that aukward stiffness which youth are very apt to acquire, in setting the limbs, doing away ill habits, promoting a genteel carriage, address, and comportment, we would recommend dancing in a peculiar manner. At the same time we warmly recommend the present small but comprehensive treatise, on that subject to all persons intrusted with the tuition or education of youth, we felt gratified, our readers, we doubt not will feel a similar gratification," as by adopting many useful hints at an early stage in the nursery, they will be enabled to prevent many of the deformities, both natural and ac quired, and ultimately qualify for being introduced into the sacred temple of the graces.

SIR,

ORIGINAL POETRY.

FOR THE IRISH MAGAZINE.

MR. W. COX.

By Inserting the following Lines on the death of the late Rev. Doctor I. Hearn Dean and P. P. of Trinity, in this City, you will oblige one who has and will ever exert himself for the propagation of your excellent Magazine,

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moan,

And grave with faithful epitaphs thy stone,
There pure flowing streams of tears to shed,
The last sad offerings to the worthy dead.
A Reverend, awful, and Religious Priest,
With art and Nature's choicest treasures
blest;

Whose eager zeal, Religion to extend - Acknowledg'd is by all, by foe and friend, Whose loyalty unshaken, ever firm stood Against Rebellion's overflowing flood; Whose quick discerning taste at once we see In one grand mon'ment of Cath'lic piety 'Twas there of just and right, he reasoned strong,

Cleared some great truth or sung some pious

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Yours, P. F. H. M.

There taught the spirit rather than the law, And never wished to drive; but wished to draw,

For fear but chills the heart, but love like heat

Exhales the soul sublime, to seek her native

seat.

The proud he tam'd, the penitent he cheared,
Nor to rebuke the dire offender fear'd,
There taught us how to live; and oh (too

high

For human knowledge) taught us how to die,
Nor do his other virtues lefs appear
To perfect the illustrious character.
To merit just, to needy virtue kind,
True to his word, and faithful to his friend,
Thro' life each part, with equal grace he

bore,

Ever civil to the rich, but rather to the poor
And living well, he yet had much to share
To feed the famish'd and to cluath the bare,
Was ever man at hand, without request
To serve the sick, to succour the distres'd,
Such and more Hearn was, who our lives

did bless,

Our hope in suff'ring and our joy in peace.
Never was better Priest to us e'er given,
Or more of us beloved or car'd of Hearn,
In Hearn so good a man and Priest we see,
The two-fold image of the Deity,
Oh! had he more resembled it! oh why
Was he not still more like and could not die.
Could varied Knowledge oft instill'd to
youth,

Persuasion, Reason, and endearing Truth, Could Wisdom, Eloquence, one moment plead,

Of Respite, for his learned head,
Could honor born, not planted in his heart,
And virtue come from Nature not from art,

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REAL EMANCIPATION. AN ODE.

BY G. M. DILLON, LATE OF GARRISTOWN.

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To spoil the cause some foes combin'
And to effect what the've designed,
Sir FRANCIS BURDETT is cenfined!
That friend to all creation,
In him all honest hearts delight,
For in or out he'd speak and write
Ard on the field would bravely fight
For real EMANCIPATION !*
7

As long as atoms move in space,
Or Earth sustains the human race,
All Catholics will you embrace-
Pure friends to Reformation;

Tune Oro sbæ dha vaba wallie." generous-free, bright-brave BELFAST

When human eyes direct their sight,
To th'azure sky so heavenly bright,
They're dazzled by the limpid light
And splendid coruscation,

But Irishmen who'd freedom view,
Must still look forward-still pursue
Strong UNION-that grand-glorious clue,
To real EMANCIPATION.

All Hirelings now view with amaze, And strive to check the spreading blaze Thus kindled by the rade

Of Civic education.

My soul swells up with ideas vast, When I review your actions past To gain EMANCIPATION.

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• Mulhuddard.

EREST is an Irish word sigrifying agais

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Shall Erin's daughters-Angels bright
Whose spotless beauties charm my sight,
With Irish slaves as brides UNITE-
While they want animation 1
Can Irishmen now calmly hear
Hibernia's Daughters-heavenly fair
In accents, bord'ring on despair,
Sigh-Oh! EMANCIPATION !

ΤΟ

Let each brave youth like Cato be,
And Now prefer one moment free
To ages-or Eternity,

In slavish degradation!

See!-Irishmen can wield the sword
And crimsoned oceans fiercely ford,
To let the universal word

Be real EMANCIPATION.

FOSTER-AQUEDUCT, ROYAL CANAL.

The following inscription adorns that Work.- " SERUS IN CELUM REDEAS

DIUQUE-POPULO HYBERNIÆ INTERSIS."

As many passengers, such as Ladies, Officers, Canal Directors, Aldermen, Pickpockets and Attornies, have been puzzled at this Latin Inscription, and could translate no more of it than, that Foster is in English the Speaker; we beg leave to give them a literal exposition of this learned compliment.

Heaven spare you to us Mr. Foster
We all whenever you leave us lost are;
If heaven should mount you up on high,
This fine Canal would soon run dry,
If hell should drag you down below
No flower would bloom--no grass would grow;
Your presence vivifies the nation,
Your absence makes us feel damnation;
Ah mind not what some folks may say
That F's soul vile passions sway,
That love of power and lust of pelf

SIR,

Still rule him more, than love of sell;
That God or Devil, cannot fright him
And human miseries delight him.
Great Sir, if you should change your mind,
And to desert us feel inclined,

If weight of sin should overload you
And conscience stings begin to goad you,
If hunted by your country's curses,
And not a penny in your purse is,
Should you feel all these things confounding
See here's a pretty spot for drowning.

TO THE EDITOR OF THE IRISH MAGAZINE.

The following attempt to versify a literal translation of a song, composed in Irish by Majer Fitzgerald, at the Siege of Bergenopzoom, in the year 1746 (and which translation was published in a former Number of your Magazine) is with respect tendered thereto by

I

Sweet Erin's the land of plenty and good-
nature,

Where the teeming ears of Corn delight ev'ry
creature,
Fair Hills of Erin O!
From the trees doth drop honey, and down
in the vale,

Near Shrue's limpid brook, the pregnant
clouds do sail,

And the streams through each mead in soft
murmurs do steal
Fair Hills &c.
2

On that hospitable soil, great corn ricks are
found,
Fair Hills &c.
And the dairies with sweet cream and butter
abound
Fair Hills & c.

O. A.

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(4) A river-(b) the THRUSH who always perches on the highest branch when singing accompany the Pretender-(d) the Irish descended from GADELUS—(c) promotion.

Some years ago, there lived in Dromore, in the Province of Ulster, a Protestant Clergyman of the name of Colvin, who united the trade of a Divine, with those of a Distiller and Apothecary, which occasioned some wit of the day, to write the

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Your Insertion of the following Specimen of a new Translation of Anacreon in your Publication, will much oblige

AN OLD CORRESPONDENT.

Specimen of a new Translation of Anacreon, by Daniel Hickey.

ODE XLIX*

Great heavens! who must this Artist be,
That thus could carve th'expanded sea?
And wrapt in frenzy, soaring high
To sketch his fancy from the sky
Upon the ocean's mimic side,
Bid floating waves oft by her glide,
And beauty'switching queen above,
In warn luxuriancy of love?

Oh how she floats, transporting sight!
In naked charms of fond delight,
While ev'ry soft, celestial scene,
That t would be impious not to screen,
Lies half o'ershadowed, half revealed
Beneath the water's lucid shield,
Light as the sea-wrack, when the breeze
Breathes gently o'er the smiling scas,
All heav'n, all luxury, she goes
Along the ocean's calm repose:
Circling around her as she swims,
The amorous waves embrace her limbs;

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Then surge propelling surge along. The rolling billows proudly throng: Beneath her bosom's radiant glow, Beneath her neck's unspotted, snow, They swell ambitious to be pressed

And raise to heaven their beauteous guest.
Resplendent shines the beauteous queen,
Amidst the sapphire path serene,
Like lillies fair of snowy hue,
Upon a bed of violets blue
Lo! now again, with melting glasce,
She rises o'er the bright expanse ;
Around her on the glassy tides,
Many a young dolphin gaily rides,
Bearing the little archer boy,
And young desire with eyes of joy,
While on the blue pellucid waves,
The people of the coral caves,
Around the grand procession throng,
And dance in airy shoals along
Clonmel, June, 18th, 1810.

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Compare this with MOORE's 57th, which begins thus

"And whose immortal HAND could shed
Upon this disk the ocean's bed,
And in a frenzied flight of soul,
Sublime as heaven's eternal role,
Imagine thus, &c. !!!~

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