had given her: he even fued her to oblige her to reftore them; but had the mortification of lofing his fuit; which circumftance depriving him of all patience and temper, he threatened perfon al vengeance against the object of his former attachment; who, to avoid it, was driven to quit the kingdom. Being then without any purfuit, and his capricious and violent temper making it impoffible for him to remain long quiet, he failed on another expedition to Naples, which did not anfwer his expectation; and, on his return, a new paffion, more violent than any he had yet felt, attached him to Mademoiselle de Gorce In 1664 he died, leaving no pofterity. All his brothers died before him; as did his fifters afterwards, unmarried. Thus ended the illustrious houfe of Guife; the enterprifing ambition of which had fo long difturbed the tranquillity of France. Madame de Boffu, ruined by the very means which the hoped would have made. her the happieft woman in Europe, endeavoured to recover, from the heirs of the Duke of Guife, a jointure, as his wife. The procefs lafted many years, and fhe died before its termination, lea ving her neareft relation, the Prince of Berghes, her heirs who endeavoured to recover, from the fucceffors of the Duke of Guife, fome part of the money that had been paid for the Duke. At the court of Rome, the department called the Rote*, allowed the validity of her marriage; but the courts of law in France, through all of which the caufe was carried, decided, that, as the marriage was celebrated without the ufual forms, it was abfolutely null, and of no effect. VERSES, POETRY. Occafioned by hearing Dr Moyfe's Ledures. O! fire, Cou'd I fnatch from heav'n feraphic Yet I the lofty theme with fear furvey, Of the meridian fun's refplendent light, Whofe radiant beams obfcure the dazzled fight. Wou'd infpiration once my breast inflame, I'dreach the tow'ring height of envy'd fame: Sublimeft lays fhould tell the wond'ring throng, What praife, what admiration must belong To him whofe foaring, comprehensive: mind, From ev'ry science knowledge has combin'd, Retain'd by mem'ry to inftruct mankind! Balfe error flies his penetrating glance, As vapours, when the morning rays advance; Or, on fome tow'ring mountain'sairy height, Where Phoebus' beams emit a radiant light; Shadows and mifts no more obfcure the air, But to their murky cave with speed repair. Say, wondrous Mortal, whence haft thou been fir'd? Are thofe furprising pow'rs by Heav'n inSpir'd?. Chief jurifdiction of the Court of Rome. Display EPISTLE, If thanks be the reward you chufe, You may advife (I may fuppofe) I'm glad to hear your health's restor'd, I have no more to say herewith, Written from a small Town, to a Friend But compliments to Mrs S DEAR SIR, in the Country. Surprife m may make you whistle, The fit returns, with equal rage, Now, judge how dang rous is my And now, dear Sir, believe me, really, Yours always→→→→ A. R. B. E. On the Affertion of a POET, That it is a Point of Duty, and the Will of Providence, to cultivate Poetry, Painting, ROUD artist, fay! by what commend PROD Does Heaven awake the Poets lyre? Or bid the canvas'd form expand, Did Heav'n ordain each lofty dome? Or fay, by what divine command, .. That drove the Demon from his mind. From Sinai's top the facred code, Points out unerring rules to man, Directs him to the blefs'd abode, And fhort and fimple is the plan. The bright Exemplar, he that deign'd Could Could fing his matchlefs fong to raise, Not Heav'n, but Sternhold lent the metre. Pope, who thy genius far excells, With views of loftier flight elate, Confess'd his rhimes were gingling bells, And gave to Virtue only weight, The female boast is modest worth :The rifing blush of diffidence Shall call more sterling merit forth, Than volumes fraught with rhiming fenfe. Soft manners that endear the foul, The neat attire, the artlefs grace, Heav'n has ordain'd with fit controul, To keep sweet woman in her place. Should Science force the facred bound, Or Art, proud Art, the charm diffever; Both Art and Science may be found, But lovely woman's gone for ever, Perhaps King Solomon, who knew The dangers that from knowledge rife;" The distaff, and the fpindle too, To prudent housewives did advise. And hence the man of prudence, who Much fcience finds there's little good in ; Tormented by fome learned fhrew, Sighs for a wife that makes a pudding. For know, proud Dames, of learning know, 'Tho' what I ftate may feem a riddle; SIR, To the Publisher. The Verfes afcribed to Mary Queen of Scots, p. 147. do not appear to have been written in pure French, even if proper allowance be made for the lapse of time, and the errors of printing. Yet, in fpite of all grammatical deficiencies, they seem to exprefs the ideas of forrow in so natu ral a language, that they gave birth to the following stanzas, which may, pers haps, be allowed the merit of a paraphrafe, if they cannot claim the praise of a tranflation. Yours, &c. R. B. C. SONNET, MARY Queen of Scots, on the Death of her Husband Francis I. From the French. "HAT was once a fource of pleasure There's scarce one female takes the bow, WHAT But mars the fcientific fiddle. Now becomes the cause of pain; Endless night o'erfpreads the plain; Oft from place to place I roam, Grief is still my dreary home- Through the grove, or near the ftream Whether at the dawn of day, Or when Ev'ning flopes his beam; If perchance I turn my fight There, in mild reflected light, Still I view his radiant eye- On the dreaming couch of wo, Rack'd with business, funk in reft, Ceafe, my lyre, thy plaintive meafure! Why in varied rhymes complain? Nought can tune thy chords to pleasure, Still recurs the forrowing strain.— Fate may rob the foul of peace, Love will mourn, but ne'er decrease. Ode to MELANCHOLY, ISTER of foft-cy'd Pity, hail! Say, in what deep-fequefter'd vale, Thy head upon thy hand réclin'd, Sitt'it thou to watch the laft faint gleams of light; To mark the grey mifts fail along the wind, And fhadows dim that veil the brow of night! Or 'neath fome rock abrupt and steep, The folemn thunder fhakes th' aerial hall? On the rapt ear with nectar'd fweetness fall, Lift'ning; and held in mute Attention's chain, And all the foul diffolv'd and fainting lie InRapture'sholytrance,and heav'nlyccítacy? Come then, with Fancy by thy fide, In all thy robes of flowing state, To Genius evermore ally'd, On whom the penfive Pleasures wait; Teach me to build the lofty rhime, And lift my daring fong fublime To that unequall'd pitch of thought, Which once the feraph, Milton, caught, He mus'd, by Siloa's hallow'd stream; When rapt in his immortal theme, But fince this boon must be deny'd, Be mine that folemn dirge of woe Breath'd from the tender lyre of Gray, Who oft' at 'ev'ning's fall would go Το pour 'midft rustic tombs his polish'd lay; Th' hiftoric draught fhall never fade, And many a youth, to fame unknown, Shall bend beneath the yew tree's fhade, To trace the line that marks his stone; There fhall the village maids be fecn Where the forefathers of the hamlet fleep; And while the muse records the scene, Hang o'er their turf-clad graves ald weep; Oblivion's rude and waststi hand Shall ne'er this little group efface; For 'Time fhall bid the colours ftand, And lend their charms a finish'd grace. IV. Nor yet where Auburn crowns the fil ing vale,. Pafs, thou 'lorn maid, unheeding by; Where yon poor matron teils her tale, 1 And points to the inquiring eye, Where once her little mansion stood, Shelter'd by a neighb'ring wood; Recording in her homely phrase The fimple joys of former days: Thus then, O Melancholy! o'er my lays Thy faintly veil of fadness throw; And give my numbers, void of aft, To touch the thought, to reach the heart. And bid the tear of Pity flow; For if the muse may é'er unblam'd defign, Or if her hand can colour ought; "Tis when thy fpirit prompts the line, Gives manlinefs to verfe, and energy to thought. THE Monthly Regiaer FOR MARCH 1788. GERMANY. HE Flanders mail, Feb. 25. brought the above province, on the 17th of Fe bruary, and the fame day began to bom THE This copy of the Emperor's baid the place. declaration, or manifeito, against the Ottoman Porte, it is dated at Vienna, on the 13th; and after enumerating the many reafons which his ally, the Empreis of Ruffia, has for going to war with the Porte, the Emperor declares, in confequence of being her ally, he has given orders to the Baron de fierbert, his Internuncio at Conftantinople, to make a formal declaration of his determination to fupport her claims with all his powers; of which he thinks proper to inform all his loving fubjects, &c. &c. By private letters from Vienna, the following intelligence is received. An unhappy event has taken place with refpect to the regiment of Belligrin; that fine corps, compofed of 2500 of the beft troops in the imperial fervice, having advanced too prematurely and unguardedly on the right fide of the Danube, were furprifed and totally deftroyed by a numerous body of Turkish cavalry. They were moftly cut to pieces in the conflict, and thofe made prifoners were beheaded, and their heads fent to Conftantinople. This unwarrantable exercife of cruelty in the troops of the Porte, may perhaps excire a fpirit of retaliation in the Imperialifts, which will lead to that vindictive and barbarous mode of conducting the war, that has not of late years difgraced the arms of civilized nations. Letters from Gratz, in Styria, advife, that the Emperor arrived there in the forenoon of Saturday laft, and that, af ter having taken a view of the new public works carrying on there, his Imperial Majefty fet out for Laubach on Sunday morning The fkirmishes between the Turks and Ruffians on the Danube have been very frequent, but are almoft conftantly decided in favour of the latter. It is aflonishing to think how barbaroufly the war is conducted on both sides; a more favage ferocity than could be thought to prevail even among tygers. Vienna, March 6. According to advices from Bofnia, the Auftrian troops arrived before Banjaluka, a fortrefs in AF. VOL. VII. No 39. By the fame letters we learn, that the fort of Dubitza was reduced on the 11th of February; and that the fortrefs Wihoaz, fituated on the Unna, furren-. dered the 13th of the fame month, after an obftinate defence, in which two hundred women fignalized themfelves, by fighting, like Ainazous, fword in hand. This conqucit was obtained with the lofs of thirty of our men. Vienna, Feb. 29. We have authentic accounts that the Turks defend them-, felves with much more courage and ole ftinacy than they were used to do; as a proof of which, 12,000 cannon balls have been fired against Gradica, and yet the enterprize is obliged to be given up by the advice of the General who commands our troops in thofe parts, and who fays we muft lofs many of our beft men in attacking the Turkish fortrefles. on the frontiers, and that it will be best to wait till the feafon is further advanced, when the main army may rush into Bof-, nia, and encamp there at once. The commencement of our opera tions against the Turks feems to prefage, that if we obtain any advantage over them in this campaign, it will be owing to our great fuperiority in numbers and tactics, whilft the infidels defend themfelves with a courage which we cannot help prailing. We may be affured that this campaign will prove one of the bloodieft there ever was, ITALY. The following is the copy of the proteft, taken by Cardinal York, previous to the death of his brother, Prince Charles: Copia fimplex Inftrumenti apertionis folii Declarationis, Rogat. per acta Cataldi, Curia Capitoline notarii, die trigefima prima Januarii, 1788. "WE Henry-Mary Benoit Clement," Cardinal Duke of York, younger fon of James III. King of England: Whereas, by advice received from Florence, of date. the 23d January current, we are on the point of lofing the most frene Charles point Edward, |