crees pronounced against him by certain Critics; who in monthly, weekly, and daily publications inftruct the reading world as to the merits of every new work that comes from the prefs; from a bloated motley history of freds and patches, that with much dignity and importance torpidly crawls out upon all fo..., to a dry chip of an cde, a fad elegy, or a most lamentable monody; he finds himself at laft in the humour to protest against the fevere reprehenfions with which thofe faid critics have, from time to time, for many years grievously mortified and forely afflicted him. It is true they have never, as far as he knows, attacked him except with general abufe; which is just as much Criticifm as calling names is Satire.But one needs only glance over a few fpecimens of their dry, barren, heavy labours, to difcover that thofe ridiculous Dictators have neither taste, nor learning, nor candour. They are defpifed by all people of fenfe and taste.-And when they come to be dragged out of that cowardly obscurity under whose shelter, in the true blackguard fpirit of the mob, they infult and throw dirt at their fuperiors; they will be hooted, hifs'd, and hallooed by the very multitude they have long mifled, in recommending the worst, and abufing the beft productions. This dim and dark conftellation of Geniufes appears to be chiefly compofed of raw young people of low education; who praife or condemn by the lump, as they are directed by their Mafters in the trade, or their own malice and ftupidity. And some say, that it is no uncommon thing with thofe candid critics to pafs fentence against a new performance, without the ceremony of giving it a few minutes poring perufal of a lack-luftre eye-Such are the Critics who modeftly pretend to dictate to the public upon fubjects of which themselves have not the leaft knowledge or tafte.--Such are the Judges who have ufurped the vacant Tribunal of Criticism. -But fuch Judges have in effect only constituted themselves THE LORDS COMMISSIONERS OF KING MIDASES BENCH.' We are utterly unacquainted with the caufes of this furious and impotent attack; and are in all charity led to confider it as a kind of paroxyfm of infanity.-Are you often in this way, good Doctor? Your cafe is truly dangerous, if not defperate.-Do, call a confultation? For this fretful acrimony, fo fuperabundant in your conftitution, will most certainly deftroy the texture of your cerebrum, and inevitably prove fatal if not speedily corrected. One of Dr. Armfrong's favourite theories. D. REV. Aug. 1773, K ART. ART. X. The Monument in Arcadia; a Dramatic Poem in Two Acts. By George Keate, Efq. 4to. 2s. Dodsley. 1773. HERE is a fimplicity of intereft, scenery, and character TH in this little Poem, which render it truly Arcadian; and the claffical air affumed by the Paftoral Mufe gives her a very graceful appearance. The ftory is fimple and tender. In the wars between the Lacedæmonians and Achaians, Doraftus, a rich fhepherd of Arcadia, has the misfortune to be plundered of his daughter, at that time an infant and an only child. The inconfolable father eres a monument in fome melancholy fhade, to indulge the memory of his misfortune, and facrifice to his forrows. On the monument was this inscription, ET IN ARCADIA EGO. I too was of Arcadia. The loft daughter, however, returns with a Spartan lover, comes to celebrate her nuptials in these very fhades, and is recognized by announcing the name and circumstances of her Arcadian nurse with whom The had been carried off by the Spartans. At first hearing of the hermitical life of Doraftus, fhe goes with her lover and a train of Arcadians, whereof Mufidorus was the chief, to vifit him. The Scene opening difcovers a Wood. In the Middle of the Stage is a MONUMENT, with a Statue of a Nymph lying on it. Upon its Bafe appears this Inscription, in large Characters, I TOO WAS AN ARCADIAN. DORASTUS is feen ftanding near the Tomb, with a Basket of Flowers My woes, O Mem'ry! ceafe to trace; And make it to its fate refign'd.-- Enter MUSIDORUS, LYSANDER, EUPHEMIA, MUSID. LYSAN. Behold the good old man!-On the still air "I too was an Arcadian.” MUSID. He bewails A daughter torn away, on whom he built The comfort of his age; it is for her This mournful pile is rear'd, thefe rites perform'd. But But foft! A moment ends them; let us not Invade his privacy. [They keep retired on one fide of the frage. DORASTUS continues the Air, firewing the Flowers round the Tomb. Gentle fpirit, peace be thine! These fond marks of love receive, All a drooping fire can give. During the Song, LYSANDER difcourfes with MUSIDORUS ;-EUPHE with DAPHNE and LAURA. She often fixes her Eyes on the Monument, with Marks of Emotion. MIA The Song ended they advance. MUSID. Good ev❜n, DORASTUS, And heard be all thy orifons!Behold I bring with me à pair, who even now At yonder confecrated altar feal'd The bond of wedded faith.-Far is their home, LYSAN. Strangers here, And footh to fay, this our kind patron's care DORAS. If the bleffing LYSAN. Ah! much I grieve As be turns to EUPHEMIA, he finds her looking towards the Tomb with a melancholy Attention. Ha! my love, Whence this amaze! why doft thou bend thy fight K 2 OR On yonder tomb? and wherefore on thy brow EUPHEM. The caufe is in myfelf; O my LYSANDER! I have fool'd my fenfe To meet my error. LYSAN. Nay! explain, EUPHEMA. EUPHEM. This good man's figh has op'd my eyes; this fcene DORAS. Our life, fair lady, Muft needs be chequer'd thus. LYSAN. Alas! my love, Let us enjoy the good, nor with vain fearch Anticipate misfortune; come it will, Though Wisdom stard as guard; and e'en these shades EUPHEM. Miflaken maid! Is this the land where pleasure only reign'd? DORAS. Heard I aright? Pray you fay on; for to my ear you utter'd A name well known.ARANTHE! knew you her? LYSAN. Ah no! fhe is no more! With pious hand thefe maidens clos'd her eyes, EUPHEM. In her I loft EUPHEM. Good Hermit, you miftake; I am no child of her's, though many a year By whom was unexplain'd, for death's cold grafp DORAS. O Nature-Nature! Are rais'd or felt in vain ?The ftroke's too great! My long-loft child relor'd. EUPHEM.' All-ruling gods! LYSAN, All's explain'd;. There is a picture of Poulin's reprefenting fome Arcadian hepherds and thepherdeffes, who contemplate a monument, on which they read this infcription, ET IN ARCADIA Eco; and this elegant little drama is profeffediy founded upon it. L. ART. XI. Practical Effays upon intermitting Fevers, Dropfies, Difeafes of the Liver, the Epilepty, the Colic, dyjenteric Fluxes, and the Ope ration of Calomel. By Daniel Lyfons, M. D. Phylician at Bath, and late Fellow of All Souls College, Oxford. 8vo. 3 s. fewed. Bath printed, and fold by Wilkie in London. 1772. WE page. E fhall give our Readers a fhort account of this Author's practice in the feveral difeafes enumerated in his title In intermitting fevers, Dr. Lyfons has found the fnake-root combined with the bark, fingularly fuccefsful. When the intermiffions between the fits are clear, and no particular fymptom contraindicates the ufe of this medicine, it is really furprizing to obferve what it will do, without any previous preparation, K 3 |