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149 Original Leiters between Dr. Young&Mr.Richardson. [March 1, this place will be as salutary to Clarissa trary, I shall charge you with both. as to yourself; for amid your multiplicity I hope in God, you do not continue of affairs, how you can sufficiently attend to complain as you did in your last. to her charms is to me astonishing. Dispense my love and service to Mrs. Though we are told that Venus rose from Richardson, and her little ones. I am,
Dear Sir, the sea, yet I do not remember that it was from the sea in a storm; which Most truly your affectionate
humble servant, seems to me no unapt resemblance of
E. YOUNG. your London life. My best love and service to you and your's. I am,
In a fortnight's time the Chalybeate Dear Sir,
season begins. Wish true affection and esteem,
My humble service to Mr. Grover.
P.S. Since I writ my letter, a poor
Some time ago (having seen prior, several LETTER XXVII.
of that kind that had been relieved, and Dear Sir,
sone cured by tar water,) I advised her to I bless God I am much better, and am
drink it; she has drank it nine weeks, and zorry you are not at leisure to be well by las occasioned a bloody discharge. But I
is now frighted ont of her wits, because it coming to these waters Our disorders
hope, on the contrary, that it is a good are of the same kind. My friends 2.0
for how should a load of peccant Chelsea are most obliging and good peo marier be carried ot' without a discharge? ple. My best wishes and respects when I beg you to tell the case to your neighyou see them. I hearily wish Mrs. Lis. bour, and my fellow-crilic on Clarissa, ion well; and thank you for my little Mr.
the surgeon, and desire to acquaintance with her. I long to see know his opinion in the matter. As he is a you, and to talk over Clarissa, and Cib. surgeou of great repute, and has drank tar ber, but design siazing during the fair
water hinself, he must be a competent weather. When you send the next proof, ble service to him, and let him know he'll
judge in the case. Please to give my hum. pray send the two sheets now to be greatly oblige me, if he will speak out in wrought off. My best service to Mrs.
this very compassionate case. Richardson and her little family; and I shake the hands of my Shakespearian
LETTER XXX. friends. As 'tis a time of year in which
Wellroyn, May 17th, 1747. nothing can be published, the world has Dear Sir, no cause as yet to complain. - My next I thank you for the hopes of seeing paper finislies.
God preserve your you here; and if you consider how few bealth, and indulgence to, dear sir, are the joys of age, you will not think I Your truly affectionate servant, flatter you when I say, I greatly rejoice
E. YOUNG. at it. Nor am I very surry for the mul.
tiplicity of business of which you seem to LETTER XXIX.
complain; it is profit, credit, and health, Dear Sir, Wellwyn, May 3, 1747. As for the request you are pleased to Mr. Grover, in a late letter, told me make me, about Clarissa, if I am better he designed to come with you to Wella qualified for it than yourself, you may wyn, bui that the loss of his mother pre command iny utmost in it. Nor is this vented it. This made me take it for
a present, but a debt; I ask a much granted you designed to come. Miss
favour of you, in correcting the Lee, who has talked with Mrs. Richarda
press for me as to the octavo edition. fon, intimates the contrary. Mr. Gro With true solicitude for your better ver's concern wants amusement. Your health, and ardent wishes for your welquitting tar-water demands steel in its fare in every shape, room; since Wellwyn has steel, and is a
I am, dear Sir, new place to Mr. Grover, Wellwyn is a
very affectionately, perfect refuge to you both, putting me
your humble servant, quite out of the case. Mr. Grover told me
E. YOUNG. in his letter that you was exceeding good; Miss Lee joins my best wishes and not designing it, I suppose, as an article service to you and yours. of news. But the best have their faults, very hearty respects to Mr. Freke, and and the wisest their errors; if therefore a thousand thanks for his kind advice, you favour me not with your company, whịcha iş followed. er give satisfactory reason for the con
I beg my
LEONARDO DA VINCI.
Extracts from the Portfolio of a Man of Letters.
the place now called the Roodee, oni THE knowledge of the mechanical which it was interred with all due pomp THE
powers the Egyptians possessed in by the inhabitants of Chester, and a an extraordinary degree, and applied large stone erected over the grave, (of it to the extraction and conveyance of which a vestige still remains as a me. the immense masses which compored mento of the ignorance of these days), their monuments. The chapels of Sais whereon appeared the following inscripe and Butos are formed of single stones,
tion: cut from the rocks of the Elephantine; The Jews their gods did crucify, and those enormous masses, of which the
The Hardeners theirs did drown, weight of each is several millions of Cause with their wants she'd not comply, pounds, were transported to the distance
And lies under this cold stone. of six hundred miles. Operations of such vast magnitude, however unimportant In the Ambrosian Library at Milan; their objects, shew at least the greatness is the famous book of Mechanics; the of the physical and moral powers of the drawings by Leon. da Vinci, are pasted Egyptians at this carly period of the upon large imperial paper; there are 399 world, and of what greater things they leaves, and 1750 drawings, all undoubted might have been capable, had their originals, with remarks and explanations, minds been employed in more useful di- written with his left hand backward, but rections.
which one reads easily with a glass they JOAN WADLOCK,
have for that purpose. a native of Scotland, born at Dundee,
BAKER'S CHRONICLE. was a famous mathematician in the reign Amongst the men of vote in the timo of James V. He was a Franciscan or of Richard the First, are recorded in this Grey Friar, and was for sone time Pro Chronicle, Daniel Morley, a great mavincial of that order. He resided for the thematician; and Robert de Bello Foco, most part at St. Andrew's, in the Grey an excellent philosopher. Friars' monastery.
In the time of Edward I. lived Thomas
Bungey, a friar minor, an excellent mar The Roodee is remarkable for being thematician. the place of interment of an image of the In the reign of Edward II. is mentionVirgin Mary, with a very large cross, in ed Robert Perscrutator, born in York. the year 946. The place of residence of shire, a black friar, and a philosoplier, this pious lady was in a Christian Temple or rather a magician. at Hawarden, in Flintshire, where in those Under the reign of Edward III. are days of superstition, they used to offer recorded Walter Burley, a doctor of up their orisous to the idol. To her divinity, brought up in Merton College, they applied for relief under every afilic- Oxford, who wrote divers excellent treation, till at last it happened while they tises in natural and moral philosophy, were on their knees invoking her, the which remain in estimation to this day; carpenter not having securely fastened and whio for the great fame of his learne her, she very unpolitely fell on the head ing, had the honour to bc one of the of the governor of the castle's wise, instructors of Edward the Black Prince. Lady Trawst, the effect of which was John Killingworth, an excellent phiimmediately fatal. For this offence the sopher, astronomer, and physician). goddess was indicted and tried by a spe In the reign of Henry VI. lived, Rocial jury, who, after a wise and solemn bert Balsacke, who wrote a book De Re trial, found her guilty of wilful murder, Militari. and she received sentence of death, In Edward the Fourth's reign, we One juror proposed hanging, another meet with Johannes de Monte Regio, al drowning, till from motives of fear, being great astronomer.- Purbachius and Blana goddess, they agreed not to take her chinus, eminent astronomers. The life, but banish her, leaving her on the three last-mentioned persons being fn. sands of the river, from whence, the reigners, the time when they lived should waters, not paying much respect to her rather have been mentioned. sacred person, she was carried away by In the reign of llenry VII. k! the tide and drowned.
George Rippley, a Carmelite ir vi Her body was the next day found near Boston, who wrote divers Wwäizen is
THE ROODEE AT CHESTER.
PRETENDED FRAGMENT OT PETRONIUS.
The Portfolio of a Man of Leiters. [March 1, the mathematics; and after his death was but still remarkable for the display of a accounted a necromancer.---Augustinus courageous industry not to be repressed Niphus, Jacobus Faber, Stapulensis, and by dispraise, by expense, or by nePighius, philosophers, also lived at this glect. time. In ihe reign of Queen Mary, lived
The sexton of the church of Saint Robert Record, a doctor of physic, who Eustace at Paris, amazed frequently to wrote a book of arithmetic.
find a particular lamp extinct early, and M. Marchena, a Spaniard, attached nights during the summer of 1732, in
yet the oil consumed, sat up several to the French army of the Rhiney com
order to discover the cause, At length pused, in 1800, a libertine song, in the be detected a spider of surprising size, manner of Villegas. His superior officer which came down the cord to drink the reproved him for the composition. Ile oil. said in excuse, that it was a translation from Petronius; affected to transcribe the saine kind, occurred during the year
A still more extraordinary instance of the piece of text containing it, and 1751, in the cathedral of Milano. A showed about the extract. To continue the joke, he printed this forged passage fed on the oil of the lamps. M. Morand,
vast spider was observed there, which under the title of Fragmentum Petronii, of the Academy of Sciences, has deer Bibliotheca Galli untiquissimo MS. scribed this spider, and furnished a drawExcerptum, nunc primum in lucem edi
ing of it. His words are: Le corps, cou. tum; gallice vertit, ac notis perpetuis leur de suie, arrondi, terminé en pointe, illustravit, Lallemandus S. Theologiæ doctor. 12mo.
avec le dos et les pattes velues, pesoit Such was the elegance quatre livres. This spider, of four pounds of the Latinity, and the ingenious aptr weight, was sent by M. de Stainville to ness with which an apparent solution of the Emperor of Austria, and placed in continuity in the text of Petronius was
the Imperial Museum. Who has seen remedied by the interpolation, that many it? Is it not a mutilated scorpion ? learned men, and among others a German Jena
reviewer, have been imposed A TIME TO READ AND A TIME TO WRITE. on by it. The tone of pleasantry, adopted There are moments, says Mathon de in the preface and noies, ought however la Cour, when the mind feels at peace, to have put the commentator on his and is disposed, like a calm sea, to reflect guard.
distinctly all external impressions. This
is the time to read. There are other Harwood's View of the various Edi- moments, when the mind is agitated, tions of the Greek and Roman Classics, when it begins to billow, when the obwas in 1793, at Venice, translated into jects of its contemplation lose their ori. Italian by Mauro Boni and Bartolomeo ginal proportions, and become colossal, Gamba. These translators have indica.
or vivid, or condensed, as heaves the ted various omissions and imperfections, dancing wave. This is the time to come which would render their notes a valuable
pose. supplement to future editions.
Harwood says, his book was translated into French, which does not appear to
The Abbé Raynal suggested as a prize. be true: he might have said it was trans- question, whether the discovery of AmeJated into German, by Alter, in 1778.
rica had been useful to the human race. AN INDUSTRIOUS AUTHOR.
M. Crignon, of Orleans, wrote a reJ. P. Buchuz died in 1897; he printed sponsive dissertation on the subject, in at Paris in 1802, a catalogue of his va the form of a dialogue between Columbus rious publications, which are chiefly and Las Casas. known from that list, in which are spea
The final award is couched in the concified, in folio
99 volumes, cluding sentence of Las Casas : “ How7
ever advantageous to commerce may in octavo 71
have been the discovery of America, I in duodecimo 138
cannot think it so to the human species in eighteens 15
at large; since it has occasioned the
exportation of Negroes, and the depopu. in all 330
lation of the New World." thin and very insignificant publications;
HARWOOD ON THE CLASSICS.
DISCOVERY OF AMERICA.
And flew to where her Edwin lay,
His bleeding wounds to close.
In motionless repose. “Edwin!”' with piercing voice she called :
She call’d, but call'd in vain. Then on his lifeless corse she sank,
She sank, nor rose again.
By JOHN MAYNE. O! HOW I love the prattling of that child,
Frisking so blithely, in the nurse's
hand, Fair as her face who first in Eden smil'd,
Ere blissful Innocence had left the land! Thy dimpled cheeks remind me of the time
When first I enter'd on life's thorny way: May no false joys consume thy early prime--
No friend mislead thee, and no fiend betray! Thy bark, like mine, is on a troubled sea,
For Life's a voyage far from shore to shore; No resting-place, unless thine anchor be
The hope of glory when thy course is o'er ! Blest hope for thee, just op'ning into bloom ! Thrice blessed hope for me, tast hast’ning to
the tomb !
AN EPISODE TO THE BALLAD OF CHEVY CHACE. "COM'ST thou from Chevy's luckless
Of Henry's eager way.
These anxious accents came;
And Emmeline, her name.
Her bosom panted high;
Her tearful azure eye,
The trembling maiden's look-
And Chevy's blood-stain'd brook.??
The clashing weapons jar,
To drown the shrieks of war? “ Heardst thou the gray-wing'd arrows hiss,
The cross-bows twanging sound,
Strikes deep the deadly wound ? " Heardst thou the coursers' snorting rage,
Their foamy bits that champ, And on the maimed hunters' corse
The mangled fallen yell?
'That rang my lover's knell,
Hast view'd the cursed strife, Which Emmeline shall ever rlie,
Which snatch'el her lover's life, « An hour ago the air was hushid,
And combat ceas'd to rage.
My terrors to assuage.
By Douglas' band unslain, With others into Scotland borne
To drag the prisoner's chain,
I'd rob the corse-strown field,
A spear my arm should wield. * In ev'ry castle would I seek ;
Thro' ev'ry vault I'd wind;
Till I my Edwin find."
Tho' wounded, on yon moor. No further could I bear his steps,
His gashes bled so sore. Hither I came to seek relief
And carry to yon bank.” The maiden gave a hasty kiss (She could not speak a thank)
SENTIMENTS On SUNDAY MORNING. A DIEU, false fleeting world! thy cares de
part ; Thy troubles end, thy sorrows quickly flee; Begone, ye hated visions, from any heart,
The Sabbath dawns, and peace shall shine
Extended on this velvet turf, where blows
The viclet in its lovely blue array'd; Where hawthorn twining with the country
rose, Diffuse their scent, and deck the rural
shade. Soon peep the Morning's rays above the hill ;
The dew-drops with reflected beauties gluw; The mist dispels that gather'd o'er the rill, And its pure streams the inossy pebbles
show, Scarce does a murmuring echo reach my ear,
Wafted by gentle airs that hardly move; The leaf nor rustles, nor disturbs the tear
Of dewy morn, that quivering plays above; Unheard the din of towns, ---the hamıner's
noise--The busy orgies-- and the pomp of things; Remov'd alar those scenes, my soul enjoys
That inward peace a Sabbath only bring S. Nought but the low of cattle as they wind
Along the summit of the verdant lawn ; Or bleat of locks that leave the vale behind,
To breath the air enliven’d by the dawn, Nought but the matin bell from yonder walls,
O'erhung with ivy, and inclin'd by time, As the slow peal to meditation calls, Arrests the fancy by recurrent chim .
146 Original Poetry.
[March 1, Or when the feather'd warblers on the spray While the evening shower retires,
Chirp songs of joy; or morning larks arise Kindle thy unhurting fires,
Or amid the dark-blue cloud,
High thine orbed glories shroud, Her utmost aid soothe the troubled Or the moisten'd hills between, thought;
Bent in mighty arch be seen,
Fiends of storm and darkness ride,
Like chearfulness, thou art wont to gaze While six revolving days have flitted o’er, What sordid passions led my mind astray;
Always on the brightest blaze; Ambition rul'd; I felt, I own'd its power,
Cansi from setting suns deduce
Varied gleams and sprightly hues ; And burn'd to prove its all-attracting sway.
And on louring gloom imprint Delightful seam'd the passing breath of fame, Smiling streaks of gayest tint.
The bust of Genius circled with its bays ; How blest to earn the tribute of a name,
EPIGRANI. The dear-bought tribute of a mortal’s praise!
From the German of Lessing. But now 'tis Sabbath, and vain fancies fly,
Quick as yon orb dispels the mists of night; ADAM awhile in Paradise Bright as its rays, Truth beaming from on Enjoy'd his novel life. high
Jove caught him napping; in a trice Discloses nobler prospects to the sight.
His rib was made a wife. Thèn, Contemplation, come---the world re
Poor father Adam, what a guest! sign'd,
This most unlucky dose Fairest of nymphs, this day I'll dwell with
Made the first minutes of thy rest
The last of thy repose.
FROM THE GERMAN. Author of all my wondering eyes survey!
IVritten under a Drawing of Judith: How great thy power! as great thy goodness; thou
JUDITH great Holoferness killing, Didst set apart for man this festal day,
How could she hold the man so cheap To cease from toil, and dry his humid brow. Why she was young, and fair, and willing,
And he lay by her fast asleep.
From the German of Goëthe.
ER fickleness you harshly scan,
She's seeking for a constant man.
From the Hebreu.
Is he not blest who fears to walk astray
With loose-tongued.scoffers---where the
lewd invite Where her silent solemn boughs
To tinkling cups with crimson wine-draughts The yew spreads.
bright, Linger till the moon-beams come,
Deaf to their words of guile, forbears to stay, Melancholy, trem'lous, slanting,
Nor loiters in the harlot's soothing sight, O'er the graves in forms fantastie
While the soft songs from softer bosoms stray, Shadows sad.
But pores the holy book both night and day, Livger there, and quietly think
And makes the lore of heaven his chief do. Of my souls and of the future;
light? Think of death---and weep-- and pray
He like the tree shail thrive, whose branchy To Jesus!
The wand'ring water visits, finely green, TO THE RAINBOW.
And yielding at its time the swollen fruit.
Not so the sinners. As the wind unseen LOVELIEST of the meteor-traip, Girdle of the summer rain,
Scatters the chaff, their works shall God de.
stroy, Tinger of the dews of air,
But for the righteous build a home of endless Glowing vision, feet as fair,