grove;

With equal ardor fhoot, and meet, and love; Beneath his fpreading weight the old elm bends; [tends;

The sturdy oak with Heav'n for height conThe caring ivy here his with completes; And the tall chefnut lofty chefauts meets ;] Here where the trees ftill clofe their thick array.

Two 'hady Labyrinths wind their fecret way; Where happy quiet rein the fov'reign queen, And no rude breath Jim be the peaceful fenc; The feather'd choir alone her call obey,

And in full concert join ta' barnenious lay; On ev'ry bough appear the tuneful throng; The grove re-echoes to their joyous fong. Each day the mounds renew their balmy drefs, And each gay produce of the year contels; ere grally plats, with cheq'ring dafies [round:

n'd,

Line the weer breath ag walks, or quite fur There in the midst a sacred yew extends, Wnote fpreading leaf from filling showers detoids

So large its fize, fo wide its circling fhade, You'd think a temple's form appears difplay'd: A terrace' fummit laft the ftranger gains, That proudly overlooks the humble plains From hence the eyes a large extent behold Wide paftures here, here waving fields of gold; A boundless joy now rifes in the mind, From groves for pleafure, fields for ufe defign'd.

T

SONNE T.

car,

Solvitur acris byems gratâ vice veris et Favoni.
[HE fpring appears within her rofe-built
[dew,
The budding hawthorns drip the pearly
And meads refume again their varied hue,
Nor winter yells along the darken'd air.
The hare-bell's velvet-head and primrose fair,
With gaudy daffodils, and vi'lets blue,

Along the vale their balmy fragrance ftrew, And the green forests loose their wavy hair Now fighing lovers tell the melting tale

At clofe of eve, afide the murm'ring stream While warbling notes foft die along the gale, And tender love alone is all the theme. Amid thefe fcenes with Flora let me stray, And gladfome mark the fweets of blooming May. I. V-LE, Birm,

And melt in tears beneath thy eloquence. Still may thy natal star with radiance thine, The joy of youth and peace of age be thine. 1. V-LE, B

TO DR. ADAMTHWAITE, On Oc.afion of his VERSES, Vol. LVII. p. 439,

choral trains of animating praife. HEIR thanks to thee Judæa's vallies raise Proceed thy lowly brethren still to greet the varied Verfe with facred treasure glows; In lays, as Hermon high, as Carmel fwect. Ophir's pure gold, and Sharon's lovely rofe.

No forrows dim the lordly churchman's eyes, Tho' modeft Merit near the vineyard dies;

* Et fpifle nemory come. Horace.

Like

CLERICUS.

dew,

Contemplated with still increas'd delight, Thy youth, and bloom, and sweetness brings to view.

Nature a correfponding voice bestows,

The fine fenfations of thy breast to tell; The dulcet founds, thy ruby lips compofe, The tendereft ftrains of Philomel excel.

Ev'n in the fwan's, borne down the gentle ftream,

Thy eafy way along its banks we trace: Thy form fome fabled Naiad's form we deem, Moulded in fymmetry, and flush'd with grace.

And still thy foft celestial glances play

Exprelive from thy fpirit all benign, Like early gleams of ever welcome day, The meek expounders of their fource divine. Thus far, O Julia, deign to mark my song, As in the miles of flattering hope elate; Borne by the radiance of thy charms along, I quit my forrows, and forget my fate. But foon reflection's tear my cheek bedews; For, as the ftricken blind the fun regret, When memory thus thy every charm renews, I mourn their light to me for ever fet.

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EMOLE.

AN ODE TO VIRTUE. ! FOR that fpark of heav'nly fire

Which erft the Roman breast inflam'd ; · And taught rapt fages to admire [stream'd The fource whence all their glories Glories that shall for ever fhine,

Since made by you, fweet Nymph! divine.
Descend, bright native of the skies,

And all my youthful breast inspire;
For lo! to thee my wishes rife,

While grateful founds my votive lyre:
Then hear me, Goddess, and impart
Thy influence to my panting heart.
O! to my longing eyes display

Thofe charms which never can expireg
And while tranfported I furvey

The objects of my foul's defire,
Let me, oh! let me, freely prove
The warmth of an heroic love.
Bleft as th' Athenian fage of yore
(To whom fo oft confeft you ftood)
May I unceasingly adore

Thee, O thou beautiful and good!
And, confcious of thy heav'nly birth,
Refound thy praife-extol thy worth,
For oh! if uninfpir'd by thee,

How joyless pafs our fleeting years! In vain we feek felicity,

And droop in this low vale of tears,
Where, by thy guardian pow'r unbleft,

Fierce demons tear the human breast.
But oh a happier fate belongs

To me, if you, celestial maid! Befriend the bard, whofe loftieft songs Iavoke thine all-infpiring aid; While, to thy worth for ever true, He fings eternally of you. Propitious with thy fmiling ray

Illume the darkness of my mind, That I may view the blissful way

That leads to profpects unconfin'd,

Where

Where endless glories fweetly rife,
To crown, bleft Nymph! thy votaries.
O! for thy presence to inspire

Me with fome more than mortal heat, More fervid than rapt poet's fire

When they fome fav'rite theme repeat; For ob! if haply bleft with thee, Immortal would my transport be. Not all the world's feducive art

Would devious then my youth mislead, For thou fhould'st cling around my heart, And bless me in the rural shade; Where inly rapt through life I'd fing What joys from thee, O Virtue! fpring. Effex, Haifted

VOTIVE.

"LOW the lies in the duft, and here memory ls me with grief! Silent's the to gue of melody, and the hand of elegance is now at reft!

No more fhall the poor give thee his bleffing, nor the naked be warmed with the fleece of thy flock; the tear fhalt thou not wipe away from the eye of the wretched. Where now, O Feeble, is thy wonted help 1

No more, my fair, fhali we meet thee in the focial hall, no more fhall we fit at thy hofpitable board; Gone for ever is the found of mirth! The kind the candid, the meek 5 now no more! Who can express our grief! Flow, ye tears of woe!"

INSCRIPTION, On a neat mural Tablet, on the South Side of the Chancel of Rugby, o. Warwick.

By Dr. JAMES.

M. S.

SPEARMANNI WASEY,

Scholæ Rugbeienfis Alumni,
Gulielmi Johannis Spearmanni Wafey,
Regiorum equitum olim e præfectis, &
Elifabethæ Honoriæ uxoris fuæ, filii.
Obiit x kal. Sept. A. D. MDCCLXXXV.
Ætatis fuæ xv.

Innocens & perbeatus more florum decidi :
Quid, viator, fles fepultum? Alente fum felicior.

SONNET, Addreed to HENRY COWPER, Efq. Clerk Affiftunt to the Houfe of Lords, on bis emphatical and interefting Delivery of the Defence of WARREN HASTINGS, Ejq. OWPER! whofe filver voice, task'd fometimes hard,

COWF

Legends prolix delivers in the ears [peers, (Attentive when thou read'ft) of England's Let verfe at length give thee thy just re ward.

Thot wast not heard with drowfy difregard,

Expending late on all that length of plea Thy gen'rous powers, but filence honour'✔ thee,

Mute as e'er gaz'd on Orator or Bard. Thou art not voice alone, but haft befide Both heart and head, and could'ft with mufic sweet,

Of Attic phrafe and fenatorial tone, Like thy renown'd forefathers, far and wide Thy fame diffufe, prais'd not for utt'rance

meet

Of others fpeech, but magic of thy own.
T. H.

EPITAPH

over the Grave of Dr. Benjamin Franklin's Pa◄ rents, at Bofion in New England, written by Himfelf, their youngest Son

JOSIAH FRANKLIN,

and

ABIAH his wife,

Lie here interred.

They lived lovingly together in wedlock
Fifty-five years;

And without an estate or any gainful
Employment,

By conftant labour and boneft industry,
(with God's bleffing)

Maintained a large family comfortably, And bro't up 13 children and 7 grandchildren Reputably.

From this inftance, reader,
Be encouraged to diligence in thy calling
And diftruft not Providence.
He was a pious and a prudent man,
She a difcreet and virtuous woman,
Their youngest Son,

In filial regard to their memory
Places this stone.

W

on the Death of a Goldfinch.

HY monrn, Eliza! that untimely fate Obfcures the wonted brilliance of thy fight. [the great Why drops the tear? Who now amongst Has funk lamented to the shades of night? 'Tis not the ermin'd noble that you mourn, Nor mitred bishop, nor the fceptr'd king; 'Tis the fweet Goldfinch, paffed to his bourn, That claims thy pity with his drooped wing. No more his fwelling note fhall charm thine ear, Eceive. No more the crumb with chearful look reStretch'd now, alas upon his little bier, You view his plumage, and whilft viewing grieve.

But let thy tears, Eliza, dry away;
His innocence fecures from future woe;
He died unconscious of that final day
Which man immortal is compell'd to know.
Low four

M.

ODE

D

HOR.

AUGHTER of PA ON! balmy power, Whofe fmiles difpel man's bitterest woe!

By every amaranthine flower

That loves beneath thy step to blow;
By all the crimson flush that breaks.
Like orient morning on thy cheeks,
By all the liquid darts that fly

In the full fhunshine of thine eye,
If e'er thou deign'ft to hear a mortal voice,
O bleft HYORIA, come; and bid each heart
rejoice!

No partial call for private ends

Thy falutary aid implores ;
Lo at thy fhrine a NATION bends!

For SIDDONS Courts thy healthful stores!
She droops no more the bukin'd stage
Can every throbbing breast engage;
With real, not with fancied woe,
Melpomene's fad eyes o'erflow?
The liftlefs Paifions, waiting her command,
Fix'd as in torpid apathy, around her stand!
Favonius, breathe!-fair Spring, appear!
Now SIDDONS feeks the rural wild,
Bid all your aids confpire to cheer

The tragic Mufe's favourite child! Till the return, reviv'd. infpir'd, With all her wonted genius fir'd! So, for a while, thick mifts may shroud Day's peerless eye, till every cloud Retires at length before the pomp of light That burfts in glory forth, and feems more dazzling bright!

Then Dianora's matchlefs wrongs

Shall call fresh tears from every eye,`
Drawn by the Bard to whom belongs
Each pureft fount of poefy;

Who old Iliffus hallow'd dews,
In his own Avon dares infufe!
O favour'd clime! O happy age!
That boaft to fave the finking stage,
A Shakspeare's fire--by Attic rules reftrain'd!
And more than Garrick's Art-by female

Ꮮ

powers attain'd

1 NE S, To JONAS HANWAY, Efq. on being prefented with bis Picture, and a Volume of bis Warks, by THO. KYNASTON, Esq. Grofvenor Place.

NXIOUS the paths of virtue to pursue,

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The fong of vain misled philofophy, What were they all, alas! compar'd to thee? Thofe taught by nature; the no more could do: [you.

The Gospel came, and form'd fuch men as

ODE ON HOPE.

MIGHTY LORD at whose com

The lightnings force their way; The echoing whirlwinds feel thy hand, And harrow up the sea.

Inftant the billows bound amain

And glory in their height; Forlorn, the failor turns with pain His eyes upon the fight.

The mast into the deep to drive,

The restless winds affail;
Though Hope, fweet maid, is ftill alive,
Yet pride and fpirits fail.

The failor, on a foreign coaft

By beating tempests driven,
His weary hands, a stranger loft,
Lifts up in hope to Heaven.
Lord, fo direct and form my mind,
That I may ne'er despair!
O let me always be refign'd,

And hope for better cheer!
O grant, that, if a parent die,
A friend, or darling boy,
The tear of grief may wet my eye,

But leave me hope of joy!
Though Fortune fhould ordain me poor,
And hardship's fate impose;
Yet give me hope, I aik no more,

A folace to my woes!

Though the rich fhould fcorn my view,
Though barr'd from fame and praife,
The humble track I must purfue
Gives hope for better days.

Spiritum & in Sanctum credo; cœlumq; fa,

cratum

Chriftidiatum totum; Santos omnes fociofq; Et fcelerum veniam ; fimùl & corpus renovandum;

Et vitam duraturam per fæcula cuncta.

AMEN.

TH

HE war now carrying on by the Emperor against the Turks can add no glory to the Imperial arms by the predatory manner in which it is conducted.

Since the unfuccefsful attempts to for prize Belgrade and Grad fk, no enterprize of confequence has been undertaken, but fuch as tended to increase the horrors of war, without accelerating the prospect of peace. It were therefore wafting room to recount the many bloody but unavailing fkerm.fhes that have already marked the prefent as a favage war, thocking to humanity.

On the part of the Ottomans, it must be acknowledged, that their eagerness for plun der has been lefs confpicuous than their purfuit of fame. They made no attacks on private property till fanétioned by the example of the enemy. They have hitherto been chiefly occupied in preparations for a manly war: they have burnt no open vil lages, plundered no defenceless country; nor made booty of the fhips and goods of that useful clafs of men employed in the inland navigation of the country for the common benefit. Their preparations are now fad to be compleat. The ftandard of Mahomet is difplayed, and the Vifier ready to take the field. The Captain Pacha, who about the commencement of the prefent year was advanced to the higheft pofts of honour (fee p. 72 ), has fince fallen into difgrace, and received orders not to appear at the Divan, nor to intermeddle in the direction of affairs of flate. His enemies give out, that he will no more be employed. The body-guard of the Sultan has been augmented, and the place of his refidence removed without the city. It has even been remarked, that, fince this reverfe in the Pacha's fortune, the Venetian Refident has ceafed to appear among the foreign minifters; and that he has fut himfelf up in retirement on pretence of indifpofition.

Such was the fate of affairs at Confiantinople towards the latter end of March. On the part of Roffia, the weather has been too fevere to admit of military action. The Grand Duke's departure from Petersburg for the army in Taurida, which was announced as a determined refolution, is not only deferred, but wholly laid afide. Count Alexis Orlow, appointed to the command of the Mediterranean fleet, has declined that honour, and left the Court; and Vice Admiral Greig, to whom it in courfe devolved, has pleaded the neceffity of a journey to his native country, to be excufed from that fervice.

The Ruffian fleet is faid to confift of 18 fhips of the line, three of which are threedeckers. The force fitting out by Spain, of twenty.

The Ruffian Envoy is faid to have made application to the States of Holland for

tranfports to accompany the above feet f which has been refufed, as it is pretended, in compliment to Great Britain,

Her Imperial Majefy has fince ordered her minifter at the Court of Denmark, to declare her intention officially of fending her fleet to Copenhager, to be provided with bread and other retreshments. How his Danith Majefty will relish this blunt› manner of communication, we are yet to learn; but in feems doubtful, meeting with fo many obftacles, whether the Empress will hazard her fleet in the Mediterranean against fo formidable an oppofition; the Court of Spain having notified to all the courts of Europe, that fhe will oppofe, with all her forces, the entrance of the Ruffian fquadron into the Mediterranean.

Prince Poremken, lately in high favour with the Emprefs, is faid to have incurred her Majesty's displeasure, and is banished to Siberia.

About the beginning of March the Ruffian army were put in motion, and notice 'thereof fent to Vienna.

On the 17th of March the Emperor arrived at the head quarters of the Auftrian army at Fatach. His Imperial Majefty's journey to Triefte in his way was not on a frivolous occafion. It was to learn the real fentiments of the Venetian State as to the part they meant to take in the war, which, it was apprehended, was not in his favour.

The junction of the Auftrian and Ruf. fian army near Choczim has been effected without touching upon any part of the republic of Poland. The Empress of Rufe fia has prefented the waywode Count Potoki with a fword and belt fet with diamonds, in approbation of his vigilance and zeal in preferving a good understanding between the troops of the two nations in palling the Pelith frontiers.

The want of provifions has been fe verely felt. At Cherfon, every neceffary of life has rifen near 100 per cent. Neirber the Ruffians nor Tartars can act with effect in that quarter, the scarcity being so greatas to approach nearly to a famine.

If credit may be given to report, two very extraordinary events have taken place in the course of the prefent month, which were fo little expected that they can fcarcely be be lieved; one, the refignation of the reigning Prince of Brunswick of all his military employments to the King of Pruffia; the other, that an alliance offenfive and defenfive has been concluded between the Courts of Vienna and Berlin. We forbear to comment on the mysterious errand of Prince Henry of Pruffia to the court of France; and of his Pruffian Ma jefty's journey to the Hague, to have a perfonal interview with the Princefs of Orange; but