TRY.
While fad’ning damps, and low-born vapours drown
The revels, pomp and traffic of the town.
Above dependence rais'd by gentle fate,
Pity the slaves, condemn’d to court the great,
They bluth to oun. The genuine great l'evere,
Whole high id ferts adorn their stated sphere.
Be thine deserts as high, the gen'rous aim
From man to merit, not solicit fame,
Be thine the triumph's of a foul serene,
The smile of Reafon, and a golden mean.
Be thine the praise of God: nor stoop to rail,
If bumbler projects of ambition fail. : ;

“ Friend, keep your Roman' courtier still in fight;
" Be civil, as your text, to ears polite.
" Religion ! Wildom! pshaw,--your sermon cloys,
" A golden mean what modern wight enjoys ?
" For homelpun virtues ransack hist’ry now :
“ Back to young Rome's Dictator, at the plough."-

From Fashion's taint, and dissipation free,
With such plain puts retir’d, as
Shun random commerce, to respect mankind.
Keep found and strong thy native health of mind:
The found shall seek thee; few, indeed, but such,
As need no caution to frequent too much ;
V! hile fots and foplings fly thy sacred fhade,
Nor Fortune's fools it's halcyon 'ease invade.

and me,

PROSPECT of the AUTHOR in the Expectation of his Son's Return

from School, at the Summer Vacation.

[From the same Work.]

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OW flexible to good, thy tender breast

Receives her stamp of precepts pure impress’d.
From good to better, to the best at length
I see thy mind advance with growing strength.
Fond Hope anticipates the recent bloom,
The bud, the fruit, of genial months to come.
Not thine more withful than thy parent's eye,
O’erleaps the spring, foresees the folftice nigh ;
When Wykeham's wholesome rule permits my boy
From labout, sweeten'd with expected joy,
To join the dear domestic circle, gay
As smiles the season then, in bright array.
When dart thy glowing look, from face to face,
And quick returns of heart-felt rapture trace,

In each lov'd Sister note the grace refin'd,
That beams from an improv'd, yet modett mind.
These shall a matchless Mother's temper'd praise,
And censure, to her own resemblance raise :
With eyes to thine uplifted, straining still,
Thy Brother treads the bramble-skirted hill ;
In hopes ere long to climb, with hardier stride,
The laureate God's best delegate his guide.

The SEASONS: From the FRENCH.

(An Original Communication.]

“

" STAY! SUMMER cried, as blooming SPRING withdrew “ Stay ! for mankind have ne'er spoke well of you,

“ And how should I fare better on the throne ? “ Too hot, or cold, they always find the air,

" And endless murmurs our misconduct breeds ; “ No such impertinence no more I'll bear,

“ Unrivall’d reign the queen of flow'ry meads." « Nay faid the other, I'm exempted now;

“ Brother, I wish you all the sweets of (way ; • When your fucccflion is so clear, I vow

“ I would not wrong you of a single day." Spring laid, and vanilh'd on the fleeceft breeze,

Poor Summer fretted, by compulfion king, " Since it is fo, he cried, I'll try to please,

“ Sure gratitude must trom profugion (pring." Sudden the harvests wave in living gold,

The grateful rafb'rry wide the wood perfumes, Less fair the pearl and ruby to behold,

Than the bright forms the gooseberry assumes. The luscious peach in rich carnation's pride,

And finely rounded by POMONA's hand, Caught the fresh orient of a blushing bride,

Led to Love's altar in a flowery band. ''Twas ripeness all, and bloom of lovelier glow

Than Fancy mellows in the poet's lays, The park, the meadow, and the forest Thow

The boundless blessings of man's halcyon days. Yet man, ungrateful, dares e'en now complain,

He says the Zephyrs scorch bim as they fly, He says, the niggard dews scarce kiss the

plain, And leave the fruits and languid flowerets dry.

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Alas! ERIGONE delays too long,

To smile benignant in the pitying skies ; When will the vintage glad the rural throng?

Hope in the panting bosom, wearied, dies. Such the mad clamours of the mortal race,

When Autumn in his turn assum'd the sway, New gifts, new murmurs, milder laws have place;

As benefits increase, the base in veigh. Till Hear'n, fo long insulted, rous'd to ire,

Call'd forth the hosts of elemental strife ; Bade WINTER ravage with his offspring dire,

And bind in fetters what escap'd with life. No fruits, no flowers, no filver-sparkling rills

No soft receffes for the warbling train; Scours the bleak tempest round the leafless hills,

No fhades for fighing lovers now remain.
Fierce from confinement rush the boift'rous crew,

By Eolus detain'd in gloomy caves;
Heedless of nests, or young, the branches strew,

In icy chains suspend the harden'd waves.
The flocks, desponding, o'er the meadows hie,

And WINTER's havock humble human pride, While prayers of penitence would bribe the sky,

But to th' ungrateful favour is denied.
Inscrib'd appear'd on an emerging pile,

Though fince effac'd by Time's all conqu’ring feels
Subjects who dare mild government revile,
“ Deserve a tyrant's iron scourge to feel."

SON NET TO TWILIGHT.

By Miss HELEN W 1L;L I AM $.

(An Original Communication.)

EEK Twilight ! haste to Shroud the solar ray,

And bring the hour my penfive spirit loves;
When o'er the hill is shed a paler day,
That gives to ftillness, and to night, the groves,
Ah! let the gav, the roseate morning hail,
When in the various blooms of light array'd,
She bids fresh beauty live along the vale,
And rapture tremble in the vocal shade :

Sweet

Sweet is the lucid morning's op'ning flower,
Her choral melodies benignly rise,'
Yer dearer to my soul the shadowy hour,
At which her blossoms close, her music dies :
For then mild Nature while she droops her head,
Wakes the soft tear 'tis luxury to shed.

SONNET TO EXPRESSION.

By the fame Lady.

[An Original Communication.]

Thy strong enchantments, when the poet's lyre,
The painter's pencil, catch the vivid fire,
And beauty wakes for thee each touching grace!
But from my frighted gaze thy form avert,
When horror chills thy tear, thy ardent ligh,
When frenzy rolls in thy impaflion'd eye,
Or guilt lives fearful at thy troubled heart :
Nor ever let my shudd'ring fancy hear
The wasting groan, or view the pallid look
Of him the Muses lov'd *, when hope forsook
His spirit, vainly to the Muses dear
For charm'd with heav'nly song, this bleeding breast
Mourns it could sharpen ill, and give despair no reft!

• Chatterton,

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DOMESTIC

IN
N recording the divinity of the he proposes is, 1. To shew the ge.

year, as we shall begin with what neral prevalence of the worship has a 'reference to the evidence of of human spirits in the ancient, Revelation, and thence rise to the heathen world. 2. To enquire particular doctrines of Christianity, into the grounds of this and every the first object that presents itself, other species of idolatry, or into the and which on its own account is pe- principles upon which the whole culiarly deserving of regard, is, system of polytheism was built. 3. Mr. Farmer's " General Pre. To consider the high antiquity of valence of the Worship of Human idolatry, and more efpecially of that Spirits, in the Ancient Heathen species of it, the worship of human Nations, afferted and proved." The gods. And, 4. To examine how reputation of this gentleman, who far the reprefentation of the pagan in thofe departments of literature gods, in Scripture, agrees with to which he hath applied himself, is that made of them in the writings undoubtedly the most learned of the of the heathens; or, how far the present race of the diffenting clergy, two accounts mutually illustrate: is not new to the public. He has and confirm each other. It is the heretofore been distinguified by first of these articles alone which is works of uncommon ingenuity, and the subject of the publication before. which, at the same time, manifest us; and it is estabiilhed upon evihis profound knowledge of the writ- dence independent of the rest; fo ers of antiquity. The treatises we that it may fitly be regarded as a refer to, are on our Lord's Tempta. diftinét treatise, such as might have; tion, on Miracles, and on the Demo- been published by itself, though no niacs. The book which Mr. Farmer other were to follow. The others, hath written concerning Miracies, however, are in a ftate of great is, in our opinion, the most judici- preparation for the press. In the ous and masterly production that management of the question here hath ever appeared on that import- undertaken, Mr. Farnier proves, ant subject. The present perform: first, from the teftimonies of the. ance is only the beginning of a great heathens, that human spirits, were design which the author has in view, worshipped in the nations usually and which we fincerely with that he accounted barbarous ; and secondly, may live. to see completed. What that they were wordipped in the

nations