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univerfal influence of cards on modern times; luxury in general, with the reason why it does not threaten Europe now with the fatal confequences it brought on ancient Rome; advantages derived from a free interCourfe with the fair-fex, who diflike effeminate men; the martial fpirit of European nations preferved by their frequent wars; point of honour; hereditary nobility; and peculiar fitua tion of Britain. After which, Mr. Pye laments the effects of commerce, when carried to excefs; defcribes the danger of money's becoming the fole diftinction; warmly and pathetically addreffes men of ancient and noble families; politely hints to the ladies the decline of their influence, which he confiders as a fure fore-runner of felfifh luxury; recapitulates his plan; and concludes one of the very best poems we ever read.

Asit is impoffible for us fufficient ly to gratify our inclinations, in making extracts from this excellent production, we must content ourfelves with the affurance, that every reader of tafte will be tempted, by the famples we fhall produce, to become poffeffed of the whole.

The opening of the poem furnishes a beautiful general idea of the Progress of Refinement.

As when the ftream, by cafual fountains fed,
Fift guthes from the cavern's moffy bed,
Dafhing from rock to rock, the fcanty rill
With no xuriant herbage cloaths the hill;
Yet, when increased, the ampler current flows,
Each bordering mead with deeper verdure glows,
ts lingering waves thro' painted vallies glide,

Health and Plenty deck its fertile fide;
ll, fwell'd by wintry ftorms, and fweeping rains,
Ichance its rifing deluge drown the plains,
Te ftagnate waters choak the fedgy so ),
Ad the fond hopes of future harvests foil.
Soirk, Refinement, in its infant hour,
Shes o'er the favage tribe an ufelefs power;
Not an its feeble energy impart
Orgace or fofinefs to the human heart;
But, hen in Reason's moderate bounds confih'd,
Its pleteous ftreams invigorate the mind,
The ring arts their genial influence fhare,
And althe focial Virtues flourish there;
Till Loury's polluting torrents roll
A flood eftructive o'er the enervate foul,
And, to he flowers of generous worth, fucceeds
The banul progeny of Vice's weeds.

poem, we fhall prefent our readers
with the conclufion.

Ah Britain! while, with radiance all divine,
On thee the unfullied rays of freedom fhine!
While thy bold fons with steady eye pervade
Each form by ancient error facred made,
The haughty Noble's titled boat de de,
And treat with fcorn hereditary pride,
Defple fantaftic Honor's fhadowy names
Till Seufe and Reafon ratify her claim;
Dead, in my bofom, even thofe virtues raife,
Anxious I view, and tremble while I praise.
Tho' Rank,in other climes, may chance to tread,
Infulting, o'er indignant Merit's head;
Yet, curb'd its vifionary fetters hold
The afpiring flave of plunder and of gold.
Cuftom will oft, where Prudence yields, prevail;
And Prejudice may fave, if Wifcom fail.
Should e'er Corruption's dark, infidious wave,
Sap the firm barriers ancient Freedom gaves
And fordid wealth the fole distinction ftand;
Should patriot glory fly the ill-fated land,
What could repel, with falutary force,
Increafing Luxury's unbridled courfe:
Thy recreant fons may then lament, too late,
The happier errors of each neighbouring state;
And Virtue's pure etherial fubftance fled,
With Honor's fainter femblance in its fead.
Tho Commerce wide her general bleflings fhower,
When Moderation bounds her reftlefs power;
Tho' on our fhores the fpread, with Tiberal hands
The fair productions of each diftant land;..
And richer harvests, from our cultured fields,
Rough Induftry, by her encouraged, yields;
Feeds both the toiling hive, and lazy drones,
The Hind that labors, and the Lord that ownse

Havig thus given a fpecimen of the begining of Mr. Pye's delightful

Yet when, forfaking every manlier thought,
Each firm refource with native vigor fraught,

A feeble ftate, with abject hope, relies,

But on the uncertain aid her force suppliess
From impofts laid on vice fubfistence draws,
And lavish waste encourages by laws;
Difdains each nobler call that charm'd of old
And rates perfection by the test of gold;
Soon fhall corruption, with unbounded tide,
In fweeping fury o'er the region ride;
While crouding woes the wretched empire wait,
That vainly tried by Luxury to be great;
Gave her own ftrength and inborn worth away,
For the faint phantom of commercial sway;
Proud to extend a vaft, precarious reign,
On folly founded, and which crimes maintain.
Sure, or the fcene a gloomy afpect wears,
View'd thro' the medium f prophetic fears;
Or now, e'en now, the faid contagion foreads,
And dire effects on British manners fheds.

The race, who draw their worth from wealth
alone,

Nor other rank, nor other merit own,
In high efteem by abject flattery placed,
Debafe our morals, and corrupt our taste:
The dread infection flies from fire to fon,
And Folly diffipates what Avarice won.
Expence the place of elegance fupplies,
And half demolish'd Beauty's empire lies.
The breast that Education never form'd,
Bright Science train'd, or fportive Fancy warm'd,

Knows

Knows not with mirth untinged by scorn to please,
Be gay with dignity, and grave with eafe;
But vents the jeft uncouth with coarfe delight,
And deems unmanner d infolence polite:
While the rude vulgar, glad to draw difgrace
On the invidious claims of birth and place,
Applaud the glare by lavish Ignorance fhewn,
And give diftinctions chance may make their own.
"Yeancient lords of Britain's fair domain!
Tis yours to vindicate Refinement's reign;
Tho' Wifdom's eye difdain the titled flave
Staining the honors which his fathers gave,
Yet with a brighter hue shall virtues fhine,
That add new luftre to a noble line.
Say, is the pride of birth concentred all
In the old trophy, and the banner'd hall ?
Yours be the fairer boaft, in docile youth,
To catch from Learning's voice the lore of Truth;
Drink the pure reasonings of the patriot fage,
And cull each flower that decks the claffic page;
Till, by the fame of godlike heroes fired,
The man fhall copy what the boy admired.
If, leaving thefe fuperior aims, ye try
In every vice with every fool to vie,
Each fair advantage fortune gives forego,
To wage unequal conflict with the foe;
Say, can he gazing crowd be justly blamed,
Who pay to wealth the deference honor claim'd,
When fickly folly taints that generous worth
Which heighten'd grandeur and ennobled birth?
Your happier purpose be it to refore
The fame that waited Britain's lords of yore,
Ere true Nobility's unblemish'd shape
Was changed for manners every knave can ape.
Yours be it Freedom's empire to support;
No faction's flaves, no flatterers of a court.
Watch with keen eye the encroachments of the
throne;

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But guard it's rights, for they protect your own.
Fly not, difcharged each due of public care,
To breathe foft Diffipation's fummer air;
Where Pleafire's hand prepares the poppied
draught,

To drown reflection, and to deaden thought.
No! rather joy the fhouting train to meet,
Who hail the lord of each paternal feat;
Where your wide forefts fpread parental shade,
View the gay fcenes of rural tafte difplay'd;
Let Hofpitality's warm hand await,

To court the ftranger to the friendly gate;
Enforce with steady zeal your country's laws,
To Juftice true, and firm in Virtue's caufe;
Curb Vice licentious in her mad career,
And teach oppreffive Arrogance to fear;
Redrefs when injured Merit heaves the figh,
And wipe the tear from pale Affliction's eye:
So fhall your fame with purer honor live,
Than wealth, than faction, or than rank can give;
While thefe best titles on each name attend,
The bad man's terror, and the poor man's friend.

Long may ye mock, in this fecure defence,
The vain attempts of bloated infolence!
No more fhall fenfe by rudenefs be debafed,
Or Fortune's lavish minion's vitiate taste ;
Her ftores profufe no more shall Commerce Aing,
But brood o'er Industry with fofte ing wing;
While your examples teach her wifer train
To use with prudence, what by care they gain.

And you, ye Fair! forgive the honest lay, :
That even your flighteft errors dares difplay,
Nor think fatiric rage my arm can move,
To wound, like Diomed, the Queen of Love;
Tho' I prefume to point the fated hour
Mark'd with the symptoms of your fading power,
And mourn that all thofe arts which life refine,
Raised by your fway, fhall with your fway decline.
Oft by the youth neglected now ye kand,
Nor meet Attention's fond, affiduous hand:
O be it yours to check, with just disdain,
This prelude fure of Luxury's felfish reign;
Ah leave that thirst of riot's endless joy,
Whose conftant round your empire must destroy:
Beauties from Icene to fcene that reftlefs fly,
Lofe all their force, and fate the public eye;
The midnight revel early age o'ertakes,
And the wan cheek the native rose forfakes;
Light Affectation, too intent to pleafe,
Disfigures more than time or pale difeafe;
And tyrant Fashion, with Procruftes' arm,
Shapes to its wild caprice each tortured charm.
For Love's! for Virtue's fake! ah, lay afide
The undaunted forehead, and the martial stride!
Again the garb of female foftnefs wear,
And quit the fiercenefs of the grenadier!
For can the ornaments your cares combine,
When all the toilet's rich materials shine,
Match blufhing Modefty's tranfparent red
O'er the warm cheek in fweet fuffufion spread;
Or like the down-caft eye's mild luftre move,
Whofe lid veils Meeknefs, and whofe glance is
Love?

In fabled times, by Ida's lofty wood
When rival goddeffes contending ftood;
Tho' Juno, confcious of her awful mein,
March'd with the state of Jove's imperious queen;
Tho' Pallas deck'd her Amazonian charms
In the refulgent glare of radiant arms;
Yet Love prevail'd in Cytherea's eyes,
And fmiling Beauty gain'd the golden prize.

'From Albion far mayHeaven's benign decrees
Avert the ftorms my anxious mind forefees!
Still may the shine with pure Refinement's grace,
Secure on Virtue's adamantine base!
Profperous awhile tho' private Vice may ftand,
No miracle can save a vicious land:
In life's calm paths tho' fortune oft difpenfe
Succefs to guilt, and pain to innocence;
Whence Faith, with ftrengthen'd eye, beyand tit

tomb

Sees the dread hour of Justice yet to come;
On public crimes muft early vengeance wait,
And speedy ruin wrap an impious state;
Since, from the offence the fure correction (pings,
And her own fcourge abandon'd Folly brins

But let not man attempt, with bounde skill,
To fearch the depth of Heaven's eternal vill;
Infpe&t the rolls of fate with fruitless car,
And read the future doom of empires thre.
Enough, her eye as cool Reflection thres
O'er all the fcenes thefe lengthen'dlaydifclofe;
To mark each profpect as they move Jong,
And draw these moral maxims from ne fong-
That, tho' Refinement know with terperate ray
To wake each bloom of Merit into ay;
Urged to excefs, her heighten'd powrs destroy
"The expanding bud, and blaft each somifed joy!

As

As forms and fultry gleams o'ercome the flower
Raifed by the genial fun, and gentle fhower-
That Education, while her careful art
Clears from each baneful prejudice the heart,
Maft cherish inborn Glory's generous aim,
The fource of rifing worth, and future fame→
That, above all, on each ingenuous breast
Be with strong force this facred Truth impress'd;
No polish'd Manners rival Virtue's price,
No favage Ignorance difgufts like Vice.

ART. III. De Morbis quibufdam Gommentarii. Autore, Clifton Wintringbam, Baronetto, M.D. Colleg. Medic. Londinenfis et Parifienfis Socio, Societatis Regie Sodali, et Medic. Regio. 8vo. 5s. Cadell.

[Reviewed by a Correfpondent. ]

THE

learned author of these, Commentaries is not one of those fpeculative writers, who employ themfelves in forming new and fanciful theories, and adapt their prefcriptions to their preconceived hypothefes, but appears to be, in the higheft fenfe of the word, a rational phyfician, who has minutely and accurately attended to the operations of nature, the fymptoms of difeafes, the indications of cure, and the efficacy of medicines.

His work is divided into four hundred and nineteen aphorifms, or fhort observations on almost every disease, founded on the experience of forty years. In the difcrimination of difeafes, and the detection of certain errors, which have been committed both in phyfic and forgery, the author fhews a difcernment which indicates the judicious phyfician and the true philofopher.

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It may perhaps be objected by fome modern theorifts, that he has too frequently adopted the doctrines of the Boerhaavian fchool. But on this account, we apprehend, it would be the height of temerity to cenfure the excellent author of thefe Commentaries: for who can pretend to fay, that his own fpeculations will ftand the teft of time, and fubvert thofe principles which Boerhaave established on an intimate knowledge of the Materia Medica and the nature of difeafes; on a

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S the Editor of thefe Lunar Travels has given a very mo. deft and not unfavourable account of bis own abilities, eftimated by the Man in the Moon, (who previously pronounces Dr. Samuel Johnfon, Dr.. Gibbon, Mr. Burke, Mr. M'Pherfon, the Bishop of London, Dr. Price, Dr. Priestley, and feveral other equally illiterate gentlemen, unqualified to pen this fublime narrative) he cannot be difpleafed if we recommend his eulogium to the attention of our readers, though profeffedly that of a Lunatic.

• Mr. Student, you fhall be my editor yourself. You have a candour in your nature, which difpofes you to tell the truth, and nothing but the truth. Your imagination is vigorous, and you exprefs things as you feel. them. You never facrifice fenfe to found; and though your style is not always either harmonious or elegant, yet you have the talent of fitting the turn of your language to every fubject, and of expreffing the fentiment and hitting the point in question; and this, in my mind, is the true cri terion of writing.'

ART. V. Pictures of the Heart, fen

timentally delineated in the Danger of the Paffions, an Allegorical Tale; the Adventures of a Friend of Truth, an Oriental Hiftory, in Two Parts; the Embarraffments of Love, a Novel; and the Double Disguife, a Drama,

in

in Tavo Acts. By John Murdoch,joyed, for above twenty years, all

2 vols. 12mo. 6s. Bew.

HOUGH there is much fingularity in the ftyle of thefe productions, they are by no means deftitute of merit.

For the hints which gave birth to the Danger of the Paffions, as well as to the Adventures of a Friend of Truth, Mr. Murdoch confeffes himself indebted to two fugitive French morceaux; the Embarraffments of Love, and the little drama of the Double Difguife, (the latter of which was merely written for the purpose of a domeftic exhibition) are to be confidered as in every respect our author's own.

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the bleffings which could flow from an almost-uninterrupted peace. Beloved by his fubjects, dreaded by his foes, refpected by his neighbours beyond all the other princes of Afia, did Nourgehan enjoy the god-like praife of being at once a great and an upright monarch.

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His favourite diverfion was the chace, particularly that of the beafts of prey; and in this he indulged; not merely because it afforded a fcope to his courage, but because it tended affo to destroy the most dångerous enemies to the flocks of his fubjects.

Often would he quit the palace of Mouab, and climb the moun; tains of Masfa, in dauntless defiance of the fierce tyger, and of the mighty lion. Thofe mountains I then inhabited, in the humble, though happy, condition of a fhepherd. I had numbered my five

As we have mentioned what may be fuppofed to amount to an objection to this gentleman's ftyle; it will be proper to obferve, that though we notice a peculiarity in his language, we fhall not charge him with want of fenfe: he has, to be fure, in fome places made what we think very vio-and-twentieth year; had received lent tranfpofitions; but perhaps this

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and was, at all the feats of heroic exertion, accounted the most expert youth in the whole country.

yle, if not carried quite fo high,nerally falls to the lot of my station; would be lefs improper for most of his prefent fubjects, than at firft fight may appear; and, as it evidently partakes of the genius of the French language, it may on that account have it's admirers. For our own parts, we are willing to acknowledge, that many of this gentleman's periods are to us not unpleafing.

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The following extracts from the Adventures of a Friend of Truth, will furnish fpecimens of our author's manner, and probably afford entertainment to most readers.

By leaving out fome of the lefs important parts of the narrative, but without altering a fingle fyllable of the language, we fhall endeavour to comprize in thefe extracts, a connected account of The Hiftory of a Courtier, virtuous though difgraced, and though difgraced, yet happy as related to Candidus, the Friend of Truth.

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Under the fcepter-refumed Alfaleh after a fhort panfe under the fcepter of the magnanimous Nouragehan, the kingdom of Yemen en

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One day, the king having outftripped his attendants in the purfuit of a furious wolf, arrived at the very place where I was employed in watching my flock. With wonder I beheld him affail the beaft alone; and as I had never feen Nourgehan in whofe garb there was nothing now by which he might be diftinguifhed from one of the emirs in his retinue I flew to his affiftance, unconfcious that he was my fovereign.

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Armed both for annoyance and defence, with my trusty javelin I happily flew the wolf; at the very moment too, in which the prince, unequal to the conteft, becaufe already overcome with fatigue, muft otherwife have na vidim to

the rage of his merciless antagonist. -Nourgehan expreffed to me all the gratitude of a generous, an exalted foul; and at length-pleafed

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with my answers-he afked, if I had never thought of prefenting myself at court.

alas!

"Atcourt!" exclaimed I "what fhould I do at court? A "ftranger to ambition, a stranger to avarice, in the culture of this "fpot of ground, and in the care of "that little flock, I find an ample "gratification of all my withes, an ample provifion for all my wants. The king, great as he is in power, can add nothing to the felicity of a man, whole fole object is, to live in a state of peaceful obfcurity; to render himself in that ftate ufe "ful; and as the occupation dear"eft to his heart to cherish, in the “evening of life, a helpless Father. "All these bleffings here do I pof"fefs on my native mountains; and

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were I not fatisfied with them, in "vain fhould I fearch for happiness "elsewhere."

"But," resumed Nourgehan, "if you were to go to Mouab, the king, perhaps, whofe benevolence " is not unknown, might"'. "Unknown!" eagerly, but rudely interrupted No: even in "thefe defarts the benevolence of "Nourgehan is our conftant theme. "Are we to be told, that it is' to "him-that it is to the love he bears to his people-we are indebted, "under Heaven, for all the comforts we enjoy!-Is not Nourgehan the . friend, the benefactor, the father, of his people!-As fuch, at every fetting fun, do we not, with one "accord, fervently offer up prayers, "that the days of our fovereign may "be long-that ftill his reign may "be profperous-that he may leave "behind him, to rule over our most "remote pofterity, children who shall perpetuate his virtues!":

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I spoke with all the ardour of a ⚫ loyal enthusiasm; nor could the prince fupprefs the tranfports with which through that enthufiafm he

which vainly he ftrove to conceal, he faid to me, "Adieu, thou "brave, thou virtuous youth!-Too

much love haft thou for thy king,' not to experience his friendship; "and ere long wilt thou hear from "him"?

Having thought nothing farther of what had paffed at this interview-for, ignorant as I was of Courts, I knew. too much of them, however, to pay a moment's attention to what a Courtier might tell 'me I was not a little aftonished, the next morning, to receive a meffage from the king, commanding my immediate attendance at the foot of the throne.

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operate with me in the profecution "of fuch meafures as may yet more "promote the happinefs of my people, yet more conciliate to me their "love."

In a country like Yemen-where one glance of royalty is fufficient to elevate a fubject to the fummit of honour, or to plunge him into an abyfs of infamy-a choice fo preci

was agitated.Never, it is evident,pitate, and, apparently, fo prepofte

could he have received a ftronger

* affurance of the fincerity with which he was praifed; and with tears, ...VOL. III.

rous alfo, is hardly productive of wonder.

Raifed as I now was to a fitug

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