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ly excel us in the article of velvets ; pastures of poplin, downs of dimity, and French Silks are by many people vallies of velveret, and meadows of far preferred for elegance to any of Manchester. How gloriously novel English manufacture. I appeal then, would this, be ! how patriotically poco to you, Sir, if these allufions would tical an innovation ! which nothing not be much more delightful to Bris but bigotted prejudice could object to tifh ears if they tended to promote, nothing but disaffection to the interests fuch manufactures as are more pecu- of the country could disapprove. Larly our own. The Georgics al Vira Excuse me, Sir, if I have detained gil, let me tell you, Sir, have been, you beyond the usual limits of a lerter Lufpc&ted by some people to have been on a subject in which I am so deeply written with a political as well as poeti- interelted. Pardon, Sir, the partiality cal view; for the purpose of converting of an old man to the profession of his the victorious spirits of the Roman fol. youth: and, O! Sir, may your paper diery from the love of war, and the fe- be the means of rescuing from unme., rerity of military hardships, to the mild- rited ridicule and illiberal contempt er occupations of peace, and the more an art which has added a clearness profitable employments of agriculture. and a polith to the remarks of critiSurely equally successful would the cism, and has clothed the conceptions, endeavours of our poets if they would of poetry in the language of metaphor boldly extirpate from their writings an art inferior to none but those which every species of foreign manufacture, have so frequently and so successfully and adopt in their stead materials from: borrowed its alistance; nor even to the prolific looms of their country- theni, uclefs it can be proved that that men. Surely we have a variety which which provides the neceffary raiment would fuit all subjects and all descrip- for the body Mould yield to those tions; nor do I despair, if this letter which are but the sources of amuse has the desired effect, but I shall pre- ment to the mind. fently see landscapes beautifully diver

I am, Sir, Gfied with (all due deference being

Yours, &C. paid to alliteration) plains of plush,




urgent in those

Original Letters. Letter from Prince Maurice to Mr have his recept for the same; for pay

Andrew Cholwich, att Chudleigh, ment whereof you shall have his Ma. these.

: jestie's pryvi seale : and I hope that Nov. 20, 1643 you will testific' your zeale to his, IS Majesties occasions are such Majestie by accommodatinge him with and soe

that sume. And in cale


shall refor the maintenance of his army heare, fuse foe to doe, then I shall require. which hath binn occasioned partely by you to appeare before Sir John Bex. yourselfe and other of your freinds, hely, knt. and other of the commif. that I am constrayned to write these fioners for his Majestie's affayres, or to you, for the borrowinge of two hun. any three of them, appoynteed to that dred pounds of you for his Majestie, purpose in the cittie of Exeter, to shew which I fall delíre you to pay in un cause of your neglect of foe necessary 60 Edward Kirton, esq; treasurer of a worke. And loc I bid you farewell, the army, or his deputy, upon the thire and shall remain your loveinge friend, Geth day of November next ensuinge,

MAURICE. the citie of Exeter, and you shall You are to bringe the mony abore



that every

mencioned at the daye above faide; or direction, and that the wed his sense, ther, or uppon Fryday next follow. for I was born to travel out of the inge, to thew caufe why you refuse or common road, and to get aside from the negle&.

highway path; and he had sense enough

to see it, and not to trouble me with Letters from Dr Arbuthnot to M- trammels. I was neither made to be Watkins.

a thrill-Aarse, nor a fore-horfe; in short, London, Sept. 30, 1721. I was not made to go in a team, but RIOR has had a narrow escape to amble along as I liked ; and fo that

by dying; for, if he had lived, I do not kick, or splash, or run oret he had married a brimstone bitch, one any one, who, in the name of comBeffy Cox, that keeps an alehouse in mon sense, has a right to interrupt Long Acre. Her husband died about me!-Let the good folks laugh if they a month ago, and Prior has left his will, and much good may it do them. etate between his servant Jonathan Indeed, I am perfuaded, and I tbinle Drift and Besly Cox. Lewis got I could prove, nay, and I would do drunk with punch with Bess night be it, if I were writing a book instead of fore last. Don't fay where you had a letter, the truth of what I once told this news of Prior. I hope all my a very great statesman, orator, politiMistress's ministers will not behave cian, and as much more as you please themselves fo.

tima a man smiles--much

more fo when he laughsm-it adds formas London, ON, 10, 1721. thing to the fragment of life. THERE is great care taken, now But the staying five days at Camit is too late, to keep Prior's will bridge does not come within the ima secret, for it is thought not to be too mediate reach of my crazy 'comprereputable for Lord Harley to execute 'hension, and you might have employa this will. Be so kind as to say no ed your time much, much better, in thing whence you had your intelli- urging your mettlesome tits towards gence. We are to have a bowl of Coxwould. punch at Beffy Cox's. She would

I may suppose that you have been fain have put it upon Lewis that the picking a hole in the Birts of Gibb's was his Emma ; The owned, Flanders cumbrous architecture, or measuring Jair was his Cloe, I know no fe- the facade of Trinity College library, curity from these dotages in bachelors, or peering about the Gothic perfccbut to repent of their mif-spent time, tions of King's College chapel, or, and marry with all speed. Pray tell which was doing a better thing, fipo your fellow-traveller lo.

ping tea and talking sentimentally with

• Mifs Cookes, or disturbing Mr Gray Letters of Mr Lawrence Sterne. with one of your enthusiastic visits

Coxwould, July 17, 1764. I say disturbing him, for with all yout ND fo you have been at the own agreeableness, and all your ado have guesfed at fuch an intention, I your room than your company. But would have contrived that something mark me, I do not say this to his glow in an epistolary shape should have met ry, but to his shame ; for I would be you there, with half a dozen lines re. content with any room, so I had your commending you to the care of the company. Mafter of Jefuso-He was my tutor But tell me, I beseech you, what when I was at college, and a very you do with Scroop all this time? The good kind of man. He used to let me looking at the heavy walls of muzzing bare my way when I was under his of colleges, and gazing at the mouldy


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piąures of their founders, is not alto-cally: now I should like to know gether in his way; nor did he wander what is the nature of this disorder where I have whilom wandered, on which you call Classicality; if it conCan's all-verdant banks with willows fists in a rage to converse on ancient crowned, and call the Muse: alas ! subjects in a modern manner; or on he'd rather call a waiter and how modern fubje&s in an ancient one; or such a milksop as you could travel are you both out of your senses, and mean be fuffered to travel, two leagues do you fancy yourselves with Virgil in the fame chaise with him, I know and'Horace at Sinueffa, or with Tully not-but from that admirable and kind and Atticus at Tufculum? Oh how pliability of spirit which you pofless it would delight me to peep at you whenever you please ; but which you from behind a laurel bush, and see you do not always please to possess. I do surrounded with columns and covernot mean that a man fhould wear a ed by a dome, quafting the extract of court-dress when he is going to a pup- a Chinese weed, and talking of men pet-show; but, on the other hand, to who boasted the inspiration of the keep the best suit of embroidery for Falernian grape! those only whom he loves, tho' there What a couple of rapid, inert beings is something noble. in it, will never you must be ?-I should really give do. The world, my dear friend, will you for loft, if it were not for the connot let it do. For while there are fidence I have in the re-invigorating fuch qualities in the human mind as powers of my society, to which you ingratitude and duplicity, limited con- must now have immediate recourses if hdence and this patriotism of friend- you wish for a restoration. Make hip, which I have heard you rave and halt then, my good friend, and seek rant about, is a very dangerous busi- the aid of your physician ere it be too ufs.

late. I could preach a sermon on the sub- You know not the interest I take ject--to lay the truth, I am got as in your welfare. Have I not ordered grave as if I were in my pulpit. Thus all the linen to be taken out of the are the projects of this life destroyed. press, and re-washed before it was When I took up my pen, my humour dirty, that you may have a clean tablewas gay, frisky, and fanciful--and now cloth every day, with a napkin into I am diding into all the see-saw gra- the bargain? And have I not oruervity of folemn councils. I want no- ed a kind of wind-mill, that makes thing but an ass to look over my pales, my head ach again with its clatter, and set up a-braying to keep me in to be placed in my fine cherry-tree, çonntenance.

that the fruit may be preserved from · Leave, leave your Lincolnshire seats, the birds to furnith you a desert? and come to my dale ; Scroop; I know, And do you not know that you will is heartily tired of you. Besides, I have curds and cream for your supwant a durfe, for I am not quite well, per? Think on these things, and let and have taken to milk-coffee. Re- Scroop go to Lincoln seffions by him, member me, however, to him kindly, self, and talk classically with country and to yourself cordially, for justices. In the mean time we will I am yours, most truly, philosophize and sentimentalize - the

L. STERNE. last word is a bright invention of the

moment in which it was written, for To W.C. Efa.

yours or Dr Johnson's service, and Coxwould, Aug. 5, 1764. you shall fit in my ftudy and take a AND so

you {it in Scroop's tem- peep into the world as into a showple and drink tea, and converse claffi box, and amuse yourself as I present

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the pictures of it to your imagination. sweetness to your Numbers, and gladTius will I teach you to laugh at its ness to your waking moments. You follies, to pity its errors, and despise shall fit in my porch, and laughs at Atits injustice ;-and I will introduce tic vestibules. I love the ciaflics as you, among the reít, to fonje tendern well as any man ought to love them, hearted damfel, on whose cheek some but among all their fine verles, their bitter affliction has placed a tear ;-and, moft enthusiastic admirer would not having heard her story, you shall take be able to find me balf a dozen stories a white handkerchief from your pocket that have any sentiment in them, to wipe the moisture from her eyes, and so much for that. and from your own :—and then you If

you don't come foon I shall set Thall go to bed, not to the damsel, but about another volume of Tristram withwith an heart conscious of those sen- out you. timents, and poffeffed of those feelings,

Your's truly, which will give softness to your pillow,



Zohar.-An Eastern Tale. By Wieland. the infancy of the world mankind petual succession. What was to be donc impoked by nature. No throne was e- es of nature, she is always too poor to rected on the ruins of liberty, and men fatisfy the desires of the unreasonable. had not learnt, like the beasts, to bend But difzuft itself, by leading them to retheir necks to the yoke of men. Each ficction, often frees them from the ni. took up his abode on the spot that moft fery of ceaseless craving. pleafed him, without fear of being dir- One day, as Zohar, tired with vain furbed, and the earth bestowed on him wishes, had funk to sleep, a liveiy dream her fruits with liberality, which he did continued the train of his ideas. Fitnaz, not abuse. In these happy times lived the spirit to whom the king of the Genii Zohar, on whoin Fortune was prodigal has subjected our globe, undertonk to of her gifts. She had placed him not far cure this young man of his delufion. from the banks of the Euphrates, in a Zohar thought himself placed on the country adorned with uncealing verdure, fummit of a mountain, from whence, where a thousand rivulets wiuded thro' reclined at the foot of a cedar, he furflowery vallies and meadows covered veyed the pofleffions of his ancestors exwith flocks. He pofTefled whole forests tended far and wide. But, instead of of palm-trees, he enjoyed a numerous viewing them with pleasure, he broke household, and all the treasures of fi:n- forth at the fight into bitrer complaints. plicity. It is easy to conceive how great The meads were enamelled with flowers, might have been his felicity, for no man the rivulets murmured through the palın on carth will be unsatisfied with his lot, trees, the hills were white with sheep, provided he listens to the voice of his and shone like the marble of Paros ; but Internal instructor. To be happy, the they shone not for Zohar. wile have no occasion for the abundance Allaulted by a thousand different deof Zohar. Though this young man fires, he was wandering with uncertain had received from nature a benevolent step, when his eyes were suddenly daze heart and a chearful mind, yet the fer- zled by a light of unusual fplendor. A vour of unrestrained youth foon made cloud of gold and azure descended from him quit the path of rectitude, led him the sky diffusing around the most grateinto innumerable errors, and inspired ful fragrance. On this cloud was feated him with innumerable extravagant de- a celestial figure, whose look and gra. fires. He found nothing but tedious uni- cious fimile prevented the disquiet which formity in the happy itate 'he enjoyed. his appearance might have created. It New wishes and new defires fucceeded was the friendly Firnaz, who, without to those he had but just formed, and these making himfelf known, thus spoke to 20in their turn gave place to others in per- har; . What melancholy vapours obVOL. VII. No 38. T


flure thy discontented eye? what cares from a thousand flowers, the most gratecorrode 'thy heart? tell me, that I may ful perfumes. remove them.” Emboldened by the In the enthusiasm, caused by such a kindness with which the Genius addref- sudden metamorphosis, he walks with fed him, Zohar thus replied: My con rapid pace thro' groves of orange trees dition is hateful to me; it is unvaried; and myrtles. Here the delicious ananas, the morning differs not from the even- there the tempting lotos invite his eye, ing, and every day is like another. My which knows not where to reft. In the whole life seems to me but a moment te- mean time, his ear is faluted by the adioully lengthened out. The air I breathe morous concert of the birds. What was is too thick; the forests and the fields are the extary of Zohar! Thus, after the deftitute of attractions. Even the beati- toils and dangers of a tedious voyage, "ties of Thirza have no charms for me the worn out failor is filled with inexsince the permitted me to enjoy them. preslible delight when the fortunate CaThe symmetry of her limbs, the ringlets naries present themfelves unexpectedly of her hair, the ivory of her forehead, to his view; when he fees froni far the her languishing eye, her kisses, which I splendor of their flowery hills, and where önce thought enchanting, please me no a breeze from the land conveys to him longer ; and yet it is but a few days fince the aromatic odour of their woods, and we were united. My heart feels an im- the harmonious notes of their winged mense void, and finds no where in na- inhabitants. Zohar is in doubt whether ture any thing that can gratify its de- what he sees is real. Sometimes he is all fires. O beneficent Genius, for such you ear, sometimes all eye, and is lost in an appear,

if you would make me happy, extaly of admiration. He was treading change this country, which appears to with uncertain step the enchanted walks me lo faded, into a country like that of this new world, when seven nymphs which the Celestials inhabit. Let it con- fuddenly appeared before him. They centre all the beauties which nature hath looked like the Graces when hand in hand dispersed over the universe. Let every they dance on the borders of Peneus to 'thing confpire to flatter my fenfes, and weícome the return of Spring. As soon let my soul at last be satisfied with what. as Zohar perceived them, the charms of ever imagination can invent of beautiful the landscape faded in his eyes. The or vpluptuous.

nymphs fled from before him to the His last words had hardly escaped his neighbouring thickets. Zohar pursues lips, when he fell into a swoon at the them with all the eagerness of desire, feet of Firnaz. At the fame instant the nor does he long pursue in vain. Who country began to assume a new appear- now so bleit as Zohar? The place of his ance. Nature in silence confessed the abode, more delightful than the vales power of the Genius that embellised of Tempe, or the gardens of Alcinous, her. She became beautiful as the Spring supplies him with pleasures on every in the fancy of a poet when he dreams hand. More fortunate than the fon of of love ; when the violet, the crocus, Priam, his transports are not confined to and the hyacinth spring under his feet, the enjoyment of a single Helen. Seven and zephyrs fan the bosom of the nymph beauties, adorned with all the graces of of whom he is enamoured. The plains youth, allure him with various charms, of Zohar were now poffefsed of all the and he has no longer to complain of the charms which Homer and the Bard of tediousness of uniformity: Mantua, those favourites of the muses, Eight days were hardly spent in this adorned their descriptions of Ida, where, dream of joy, when the ininutes begani by means of the fascinating Cestus, Junó to creep sluggishly along. New wishes, deceived the Lord of the thunder. The more impetuous than the preceding, becrystal streams that laved the vacant Ti- gan to trouble Zohar in the midst of his voli, the luxurious groves of soft Taren- tumultuous pleafures. He tore himself tum, the fragrant fides of the flowery from the arms of his nymphs, and retiHymnettus, and the bowers in which Ve- red to darksome shades that he might nus and Adonis slept on beds of roses, vent his complaints to the folitary echo. 'were faint representations of the beauties Unhappy Lohar! cried he, when shalt that adorned this enchanted Elyfium. thou enjoy serenity and peace? when will

Zohár recovers from the fwoon; he thy stormy passions be calm and allow looks round, and is astonished. He finds thee to rest ? Is there no pure felicity rehimself seated on a bed of violets ; the served for thee, but inutt languor infect zephyrs kiss his chcek, and waft to him, thy frmiles and mingle with thy sports?


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