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Not thus nobility, with worth conjoind,
It's lustre spreads, and leaves a track behind.
The gifts of Fortune in a good man's power,
Are but the friendless wretch's certain dower ;
They raise the languid, wipe Afli&tion's tear-
Such, noble Marlborough ! mine thy bounties here.

• Thrice happy man! whom rural hònours please,
The charms of science, and the sweets of ease.
Blest with a Russel's love, in whom combine
The splendid virtues of her noble line ;
Bleft with an offspring, lovely as the day
That opes the roly morn of gentle May;
You hear, unmov'd, Ambition's founding call,
Mark her steep progress, and avoid her fall :
State's gilded trappings to the vain you leave,
Nor court the plaudits which the bold receive.
With genius warmd, with independence bleft,
Your's are the joys, which virtue loves to taste;
The close-drawn ties, the friend, the father knows,
The heartfelt bliss from mutual love that flows ;
The generous glow benevolence awakes,

When cherith'd merit blesses, and partakes.'
Petrarch to Laura, a Poetical Epifle. By Mr. C. James. 410.

25. 6d. Baldwin. This little piece resembles in its principal outlines, though the characters of the parties were very different, that of Eloisa to Abelard. It is alike descriptive of a feeling mind, agitated with contending passions. We meet with the same smoothness of numbers, vivid colours, and warmth of expreßion. But the author is no plagiarist. The following note is annexed to a descriptive passage, hardly confiftent with the castigated refinements of Platonic love.

• I have borrowed these lines from a fragment written by myself two years ago. All the other parts of the poem have been completed in fix fucceffive mornings.'

The miser who stole his own oats was blameable, because he cheated his horses for whom they were purchased : so would the author be, had he adopted any lines of his own in a former publication, as they had become the property of the public; but such a self-robbery as the present required no acknowledg, ment. If intended as an apology, it was needlefs; if designed for information, triling. As to the other part of the note we may observe, that whatever reputation he may think to gain for his facility of compofition, he loses as much in not taking proper time to correct his poem, and make it more worthy of the public acceptance. But though some passages might be improved, it is not in general incorrect. Mr. James likewise tells us, that he is not conscious of having borrowed a single exprellion from any poet. Should a fimilitude be found, either in sentiment or word, I can safely say it came unlooked for."


Bold as the affertion seems to be, we give him credit for it, as we can trace no more resemblance between him and other writers than some common modes of expression, which to those who treat on imilar subjects must be * unavoidable. The fol. lowing lines, and in general they are equally good, will not be unacceptable to the reader.

Close to Vaucluse, and neighb'ring on my cot,
Romantic nature spreads a friendly grot.
Beyond the reach of tumult’s bufling crew,
By rocks o'erhung, and perilous to view ;
Dark as my foul, the dismal hollow lies,
Disjoin'd from earth, and stranger to the skies ;
For not a ray can pierce the gloomy round:
There echo refts, nor wakes to human found.
The whistling winds, that tear the skirted sky,
Here lose their rage and into murmurs die ;
While Sorgia's rills in trickling horror creep,
And kindly prompt my aking eyes to weep.
Down my wan check the tear of anguish flows,
And lends a mournful respite to my woes.
There may'st thou view, what havoc charms like thine
Inceffant make, and add one sigh to mine :
Nor could't thou, callous to the tend'reft ftame,
See pain and fickness waste a lover's frame,
And not relieve the tortures of despair,
By one kind look-perhaps by one soft tear.
There, in fucceffive agonies, I prove
Reflection's horrors, and the pangs of love,'
Vain is each hope, foreboding reason cries ;
Vain are thy tears and more than human fighs.
Rous'd by distress, I foar to op'ning heav'n,
Plead for each crime, and find each crime forgiv'n:
Conviction beams, and arm'd in ev'ry part,

I rise to tear thee from my ftruggling heart.'
A Hermit's Tale ; recorded by his orvn Hand, and found in his

25. Cadell. The Recess, or Tale of other Times, did credit to miss Lee's feelings and genius ; the present is equally lamentable in its catastrophe, but in all other respects totally different. Not Because one is written in prose and one in verse, for of the two, the metrical story is the leaft poetical. But, let the following lines, and there are many such, prove the wonderful diffimi, litude,

• Each fwain I bade renounce his crook ;

Each swain obey'd my voice ;
The ravagers we foon o'ertook,

And left them not a choice. The eighth line, page 13, is, however, borrowed; but we cannot condemn the author for a single plagiarism, being well convinced, that memory is often mistaken for invention.

• No

Cell. 410.

• No parle did either party use,

Impellid by fierce disdain ;
One fought as men who'd all to lose,

The other to regain.
• Day faintly purpled o'er the ky

When the fell fight began ;
But ere our stubborn foes would fly,

The sun his course had ran.
• Thus we retriev'd our Aeecy store,

So late bewail'd as lot,
And seem'd, I'ween, to love them more,

For all the blows they cost.
• Not Richard's self his warriors led

More proudly o'er the deep,
Than I for Aran's pastures sped,

Surrounded by my sheep.'
The Fallen Cottage, a Poem. By T.C. Rickman. 4to.

26 6d. Printed for the Author. Rough and inelegant as too many lines in this poem on. doubtedly are, it displays frequent gleams of genius, and affords some pi&turesque delineations, chiefly of the serio-comic kind, not unlike, fed longo intervallo, to what we have met with in Mr. Cowper's Tak; such as the hereditary great chair, chat descended, like Agamemnon's sceptre, from father to fon ; the chearful groupe gathered round the wintry fire ; and their tranfition from mirth to melancholy.

Oft their talk
On dismal fories fell, disast'rous chances,
Morders and ghors, and apparitions,
And the long train of frightful prodigies.
Appall'd they fat, and whilft they heard the tale
Of horror, all around was paleness feen,
And deep attention. " White as milk it came ! ,
And glided with the swiftness of a dart,
Along the lone dark lane.” Another told,
“ Of headless trunks that stood where three roads met,
Then chang'd to mastiffs, then were men again.”
And oh! more dreadful! " How at midnight hour,
Strange phantoms drew the curtain." Thus they rais'd
Ideal terrors. E'en now my fancy paints
The fear-contracted circle, gazing oft',
As something Italk'd behind. Ofe’times the fire
Corrected these wild fancies; though he formid
From ancient tales a system for himself,
That half-admitted of such strange conceits.
His mate the while, all earnest to their talk,
Inmix'd her story, whilst the cast a look
Subordinase, to fee how look'd her lord ;


For to her own, his judgment was a law,

And what he credited with her was truth? This is a just, if not so highly coloured a picture of nature, as. ever Teniers drew. Addison, with the same Cervantic gravity, describes a similar scene in the Spectator, from whence probably the author took the binto The idea contained in the following lines is truly beautifal.

• A youth, perhaps, fat listening in some nook,
Just in his school-boy years, and as he drew
Into his soul the monsters of the night,
His labouring breaft created images
Great and terrific, such as fhake the soul,
And to the bottom harrow up our nature.
Perchance in such a school great Avon's fon
First felt the fovereign impulse strike his foul, .
Which, by degrees expanding, led the bard
Of fanciful invention prodigal,
To all those wonders of his tragic muse

That please in wildness.' The efforts of untutored genius are infinitely preferable to correct and flowing numbers, devoid of spirit and invention, and reflect no discredit on the numerous and respectable lift of subscribers prefixed to the present work.

M E DI CAL. Strictures on Adair's Bath Medical Cautions. By s. Freeman, M.D.

Et Chemifta Frater de Cruce rosafcea. 8vo. 25. 6d. Sold by the Author.

Without the enterprising difpofition of count Cagliostro, we muft own that we had rather swallow' a dose of Dr. Freeman's medicine than read another of his pamphlets. He has shown bimself to be ignorant and illiterate; he has confessed himself to have been a farrier and a blacksmith; he has himself esta. blished the greater part of Dr. Adair's assertions relating to him. One indeed we muft except, for his honour : Dr. Adair had mentioned that he had left his wife and children to the parish. They were left, it seems, with his wife's family, and he has fupported them ever fince, though in no great affluence. Now for a fpecimen of his style,

• He, who from an opinion of himself, without knowing the powers of other men, is very liable to error-and the character or good name of ingenious persons, was ever blafted by illnatured self-conceited poison ; but the very fumes, upon a certainty, sometime afterwards, burst the heart of the calumniator whilst the shafts of malice fly in vain, with little or no danger, to men of merit. To propagate scandal, requires neither talents, labour, aor courage, but a heart of the blackeit hue.'


His learning may be partly understood by his calling himself chymifta frater de cruce rosacea. An alchemist knows the meaning of it; but our author does not pretend to alchemy: he seems to have taken up a title likely to make the unlearned stare." We have more reason to believe this, because every Latin word in this pamphlet is either mis-spelt or mis-applied; and, though this title occurs two or three times, the spelling is never right: we shall, however, select a short specimen of this kind.

• The art of physic was built upon chance, natural inftin&, or unforeseen events; which was afterwards improved (firft by memory ; or the recollection of what fuccefs had attended it from Jong experience) by those who, at that time, studied or practised medicine, which were Herodotus, Strabo, Pliny, the Affyrians, Babylonians, Chaldeans, and the ancient Magia hence the art spread itself according to Homer,' in his Odyffes, and Diodorus Siculus, into Egypt, and from thence to Greece."

We have once before had occalion to comment on our author's absurdity ; but he has now reached the top of the scale : he cannot expose his ignorance more. Physiological Conjectures concerning certain Fun&lions of the Human

Deconomy in the Fætus and the Adult. By James Rymer. 8vo. ; 15. 6d. Evans.

We cannot implicitly follow our author, and recommend his Conjectures, because we do not always understand his meaning. Sometimes he is certainly wrong, and frequently uninteiligible. The last paragraph of his work is the best; and we shall select it, adding only, that, for ardent fpirit,' we would subtitate good old Jamaica rum.

• I am induced to believe that a beverage molt salutary in any state of the stomach is a mixture of vegetable acid, as lemon juice, water, sugar, and ardent spirit. Of the latter juft so much as will not produce any degree of intoxication. The juice of one large lemon, one ounce of sugar, fix ounces of water, and one our.ce of ardent spirit, may form the mixture.!

Bravo, Mr. Rymer! our whole corps join in the approba. tion; and it is unanimously resolved, that the office of punchmaker shall be conferred on no one, till you have signified, ia proper form, your refusal of it. Short Directions for the Management of Infants. By T. Mantell,

Surgeon. Small 8vo. Becket. The Directions are indeed Mort; and the only advantage which we can perceive in the publication is to collect a few plain rules in a portable form. They are selected from the most approved authors, whose names Mr. Mantell is often solicitous to point out, when the rule is supported by common sense and constant success. We shall preserve the following note; bọc we believe the difference arises from the increased health of all the inhabitants of large towns, in consequence of various



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