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With her curft tongue the seats of bliss re- Lights, Mades, and colours, all consent to found,
(tair ; Thades :
In gentle whispers, courts d'approaching
Dere me above all worldly cares relide,
H. Price, My mistress summer, and de flower my
(other, The Inscription on the Duke of Argyll's Mo- De Pelbum dere, de Granville court each nument, translated from p. 239. And sip from either swett, like de two Hifloria loquitur.
[scene, N tumulum, patriæ qui es captus a- Contention's loft in friendship's happier more, Britanne,
And nought but smiling airs between dem Perdignum lacryme munere jure tuæ !
seen, En filet ille, Patres pendebant cujus ab ore; Políticks no more amuse de noisy mob,
Enervi dextrâ, quæ modo terror erat! Nor dis be call'd a trick, nor dat a jobb. Nec, Campbelle, minus pollebas arte Serene and tranquil, like de summer sun, placendi,
Alike dey shine, alıke dere course dey run. Digno quâ nôras jungere dulce probè. Alike dey mantle in bright Pbæbus' ray, A Te congeneres Heroes, ordine longo, And mine and glitter in de glare of day.
Edifcant artes ftemmata quæ fuperant. Next higher bcauties of another nature, Debetur mihi forte aliorum fama superites; Dat sparkle in de light a diamond water,
Ipsa quidem per Te nescia mortis ero. Britannia's belles, a courtly happy race; June 12, 1749.
Scotus. Fire in each brcast, an angel in each face ;
And while de white de inowy mount reTo the FOOL
(tremble. OW you, master Fool, wliy you no All look and gaze, admire, submit and
So Paris once upon mount Ida stood, bloom, de verdure, de flower, de tout And Juno, Vinus, and Minerva view'd, enrichement de nature, de glorious finee But did not see, when all dat he had done, Thow dat it makee all about us? Have you Bright Denmark's queen, or happy Huntingforgettee de Walbam Green for de foolish nonsense, de politique, de politeffe, and de De Juno's grace, de Venus' warmer fire, puzzle us?
Minerva's wisdom, all in one conspire ; E E when de orient sun begins to rise,
All to dis happy feat, me see repair, And nature's glory purple all de skies! And join to furnish out each British fair. Tinctur'd with gold, from Tberis' lap he Each vies with each, and all together strive, Springs,
And in each rich carnation aim to live. And minds not love, but tinks of better Hail happy ifle, and happier Walbam Green,
Were al dat's fair and beautilul are seen! De genial bloom awakes ; de pearly dew Den quits de roly bed, and shews de native Where wanton Zephyis court de ambient air, hue :
And sweets ambrosial banish every care; With smiling count 'nance and de open Where thought nor trouble focialjoy moleft, Receives de genial rays enliv’ning charms.
Nor vain solicitude can banith reit; Wrapt in de gloomy mantle of de night, Peaceful and happy, here me reign serene, De Numbring gods all vanih in de fright, Perplexity defy, and imile at spleen : Den to ripolis's harp, de tuneful choir Belles, beaus, and statesmen, around me Exalt dere lays, and listen to de lyre.
[divine ; De nuggard men rise from de lazy bed, All own me dere supreme, me constitute Dis minds de farm, and dat pursues de All wait my pleasure, own my awful nod,
And change de humble gard'ner to de god. Wid eager joy de wise embrace each hour, Ah, master Fool! did you but know defe Dis seeks for wealth, dat's raptur'd in a
What plcalure calm repose to mortals So me de lover of de sparkling race,
You'd foon forget your writing and your In ev'ry radiant flower new beauties trace.
school, See here the purple, dere de red aspire, And be no more de scribbler and de Fool. Dis Auth'd with sprightly pink, dat ray'd
Bar:oleme de Roque.
June 2, 1749.
WITH dull road,
ibis lady bas suggefed very immoral and A Copy of Verses dated at Oxford, May 23,
that pe bas not duly 1749, and directed 10 L-IR-S-,
weighed that inimitable foiloquy of Hamlet, tbe L d of the B-in wa ting, and To be, or not to be,-nor ide many excellent by bim presented to obe P-e of W-S. Tracts that bave been publish'd againj ny'd our sov'reign's gracious fight, Self-Murder; and, what is worse, seems in Pursu'd by B --.
bave forgot ber Maker and ber Cbriftianity. Poor Oxford mourns her doleful pligit, Nor dares to ftring her lyre ;
An Extempory on a very Retired Walk. Whilf Cambridge, happy in her choice
ELL me, harmonious fifters, ray, Of good N wcastle's duke,
To whom belongs this sacred way ! To George and William tunes her voice,
Which of you owns this lov'd retreat,
Fit only for the Muses seat ?
To one or all it must belong,
Contriv'd for poely, paint, or long.
Sure thou might'st, blest recess, inspire For gentle Fredrick's name.
The meanest with poetick fire.
Ev'n discord here would cease to jar, But when the day shall be at hand,
And all the noisy fons of war
Forsake Bellona's loud alarms,
For thy more soft, persuasive charms.
Come, all ye painters, here you'll find Then Mall the well-lov'd Fredrick's praise Brighter ideas seize your mind : Ey Oxford bards be sung,
And you that soar on mufick's wings, And then will Cambridge have the grace, Come here to wake the Neeping strings. No doubt, to hold her tongue.
Sure, 'tis the genius of the place,
That thus becalms my soul to peace. Verses on Self-Murder, address'd 10 -- by
No boisterous paffion dares molest a Lady.
The sweet composure in my breast. steps I pass thro' life's
Hail! happy omen! Now I know,
This is the Muses seat below : No pack horse half so weary of his load ; When from Parnasus they would range, And when this dirty journey shall conclude, Their heavenly one for this they change. To what rew realms is then my way pur- But Sol's diurnal course is run, lu'd ?
And I reluctant must be gone:
Adieu, delightful grove, till then.
A BALL AD,
By Lady Mary Wortley Montagu.
My pulse unequal measures beat)
Go, gentle wind! and kindly hear
Hob, bo, bo, &c.
Amidst her pleasures let her know Why this mysterious being force t'exist, The secret anguish of my woe, When every joy is loft, and every hope dir
The midnight pang, the jealous hell, mift ?
(stay, Does in this toitur'd bosom dwell : In chains and darkness wherefore should I
While laughing (he, and full of play, And mourn in prison, while I keep the key. Is with her young companions gay ;
it is to be suppor'd that we often diffel Or hearing in some fragrant bower from obe sentiments of our correspondents, and Her lover's ligh, and beauty's power. Sometimes disapprove obem ; fu bere weibeink
Hob, ko, bo, &c.
Let those gilt djades, the fribbing braux,
& Loft and forgotten may I be !
Their malice vent in tales and rhymes ;
Such, and such only, are thy fies,
Succe's and merit are thy crimes.
E p I GRAM,
OR sparkling wit, for knowledge and
for sense, And he be bless'd as I am curs'd.
The world allows Cleora fair pretence: Hob, bo, bo, &ci Envy her not! for still remain behind, 4.
Malice and hatred, and a treach'rous mind.
Trarslarion of ibe gib Metre in obe :f Fook
of Boetius de Consolatione Philofophiæ. Talk to the stars, to trees complain, And tell the senseless woods my pain :
"HE Itars, whole splendor gilds the ikies But madness spares that sacred name,
No beauty can disclose,
Whene'er between them and our eyes
Clouds rudely interpose.
When the rough wind, wi' hout controul,
O'er the swoll'n ocean raves,
Whose blasts the mountain billows rowl,
And toss the foaming waves ;
The crystal Aood, which was before
Clear as fereneft days,
Troubled and muddy now no more
That excellence displays.
The river, which from loily hills
With easy motions fows,
Oft meets with stones, burne down its rills
Which its due course oppose.
If with a clear and faithiuilight,
Thou truth defir'it to fee,
And of all ways would'It chuse the right;
From banerul error free ;
Banith all idle fear,
(veald ; For where those tyrant passions reigns
A SIMIL E.
HE N the loud waves in mountains
And temperts mingle seas and skies;
The dauntless failor plies his car,
Bounds o'er the surge, and gains the shore,
But if a smooth, alluring breeze
Invites to tempt the faithless seas;
He trusts not to the fact'rug gale,
But wisely furis the flowing fail.
So when harin sorture low'rs her hrow,
With courage wait th' impending blow;
From the firm breast her darts rebound; To Mr. G---K.
While coward Naves lament the wounda *HE joy thou oft hart giv'n to me,
If then the smiling wanion pours
Upon thy head her golden show'rs;
Watch ev'ry motion of thy mind,
The following is such a remarkable Account of vast numbers of churches, monasteries and
a Hail Storm in Portugal, as ought not to Riceples, which adorn it, make it yield a be omitted,
fine prospect both from the land and from Extract of a Letter from Oporto, dared
the vessels that sail up and down the Wolga.
Olearius, who had been there, gives a de-
scription of it to this effect, viz. That it is
and a black cloud came runs round it, serves instead of a ditch, from the south and threatned a heavy which renders the place very strong. A Mower ; a squall of wind soon came on, garison is kept in it, all of Mufrovite soldiand it began to hail very large stones, but ers; and the Tartars, who 'inhabit the in less than a minute's time we were all town, are forbid to enter this fortress, un. Nruck with surprize ; for they came down der pain of death. The cattle is governed as big as hens eggs, and with such impetu. by its own Waywode, and the city by its oûty that the liouse top seem'd to be beat- own governor. About 7 wersts below the ing in : The noise they made, confounded town, in a place where the river is broad, with the thunder, was as if the heavens there is a large dock for the building of were fighting against the earth ; however, Tips of conliderable bulk, which are afterthe shower happily lasted but a few mi- wards sent down into the Caspian sea. nutes, and when it was over, two or three This city is excellently well fituated for the of us ran out to measure some of the hail- being supplied with all sorts of provisions stones; the generality of them were 4 or and necessaries both by land and water, 5 inches in circumference, but I measured and they are here in great plenty, and very several 6 inches, aster they had lain on the cheap. The reason why the Tartar ciriground a quarter of an hour : The's form zens are kept out of the castle, is the jea. was various, some spheroidical, others oval, lousy of the Russian monarchs, they being and all rended to round ; upon breaking 2 a conquered people ; for the province of or 3 I found that about the centre they Cafan, of which this city is the head, was were transparent, tho' the other part was formerly an independent kingdom; bue bequite white, and not so: No great damage ing engaged in civil wars, in the time of the was done about the city to the northward, czar, Jon Bafilowirx * II. they were deexcept breaking of tiles and windows ; but prived of royalty and dominion by that this is inlignificant in comparison of the conqueror. The province stretches a great mischief done a league or two to the south- way along the Wolga, and the land is exward, where the lower was so violent, tremely fertile. The natives are more cithat the hailftones were as big as large o- vilized than most of the other Tartar natiranges; they tore up the ground, cut the ons, occalion'd by their conversing more corn in pieces, and destroyed the fruit- with strangers. They apply themselves en. trees, killing likewise some people who tirely to commerce, and carry on a confi. were caught in it. One hailstone, I hear, derable trade in hides and other goods. In was caken up, which weighed 3 pounds. the time of their independench they were
looked upon as a brave and warlike nation, The great City of Casan baving been lately
and their kings were dreaded by all the reduc'd to Afbes by a mofl terrible Corfiu
neighbouring princes. The capital, down gration, the following Description of it,
to this day, has been famous for its com. extrafled from the most modern Writers, may
merce all over the east. The archbishopnot be unacceptable.
rick was established by the conqueror, Joba ASAN, Cazan, Cafamur, is seated on Bahlowitz, abovementioned.
the river Cafarka, from which it de- His serene highness the duke of Modena, rives its name, about a league above its having taken leave of the royal family, let confluense with the Wolga, and is a large out on the 28th of last month, for Har. populous city : Its metropolitan is the second wich, to embark there for Italy, (sce p. in rank of the whole Ruffian empire. The 238.)
• Ibis Czar reigned from 1533 to 1583.