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sion or curiosity induced him to send the dog to his house, where he reduced the fracture, and confined the animal, till the cure was completed. The dog was then dismissed, not until after many demonstrations had been shewn of gratitude and joy. About a twelvemonth afterward the same dog came to his study, apparently in great agitation, and extremely solicitous to attract his attention to something which was going on abroad. The importunities of the animal did not cease until he had compelled the surgeon to descend into the yard, where, to his surprise, he discovered slowly entering the gate, another dog with his back broken.
BALDNESS AMONG the Romans was always a subject of raillery, and of all the honours decreed to Caesar, none pleased him more than the permission to wear continually a laurel crown, because it concealed this odious defect. Martial has an epigram upon the subject, which was probably addressed to some Latin petit-maitre, who, to hide his baldness, always wore a cap, under pretence of some malady in his ears;
Non aures tibi, sed dolent capilli.'
STUDY OF THE LAW. PERHAPS perseverance is more necessary for the student at law, and is a quality the absence of which can be less easily supplied than any other. At any rate, nothing is more fatal to legal success than pursuing the study in hot and cold fits—by starts, and after frequent intermissions. The inconveniences which arise from these occasional relaxations, are intimately felt, but cannot easily be described. He who would strive for eminence in this profession, is for a long time placed in the condition of the boatmán described in the Georgicks, and if he remits from his labour is carried rapidly back, and loses the progress he had made:
Si brachia forte remisit,
HOR. EPIS. 10. LIB. I.
W E, Fuscus, lovers of the smiling fields,
1 Would you obedient live to nature's voice,
To him, who can't discern with skilful eye,
No loss more deep or certain will accrue," · Than to the man, who knows not false from true.
If fortune's smiles too fondly swell the heart,
The stag, in fight superior to the steed,
SELECTED POETRY. We presume very few of our readers have ever seen the following beautiful “HYMN TO HARMONY,” in the manner of Spencer, by Dr. Jortin.
Queen of sweet numbers and resistless sound,
Which can the soul with pleasing force enthral,
And bid th' obedient passions rise and fall ;
From dark oblivion I thy deeds would raise ;
As yet this world no being-place had found ;
By chance and discord left to doubtful fight,
Till harmony and love compos’d the fray
And chas'd the shades of ancient night away. Love, whose approach the darkness dares not bide,
Shot from his starry eyes ten thousand rays :
Then louder 'gan the swelling notes to raise,
Her voice sweet sounded through the boundless deep,
And pleas'd, yet wond'ring at their change, they stood, Strange force of sounds, such fury to abate!
Then each with fond embrace the other woo'd,
Love bound them, nothing loath, in lasting chains,
And o'er them all, his willing subjects, reigns.
His course essaying through th’ecliptick way ;
And new-born man with wonder and delight,
Gaz'd all around him on the beauteous sight. This work perform'd, the goddess took her flight,
Winging the wide-expanded fields of air,
Where dwell the gods devoid of grief and care,
Enwrapp'd in silent transport, while she sings
Sweet lays, responsive to the trembling strings. Yet thence, though rarely, the celestial guest
Deigns to descend, unseen of mortal eyn,
She comes, and lo! he feels the power divine ;
Keeping due measure, wooing hand in hand,
Such was Calliope's unhappy son,
Whose tuneful harp could soothe the savage kind,
Poor youth! no charms in musick could be find,
When hid beneath the hoary cliffs he lay
On Strymon's banks and mourn’d his life away. Such was the eyeless Greek, great sacred name !
Who snatch'd the son of Thetis from the grave:
Victorious still, time's envious power to brave,.
Such he, who in Sicilia's flowery plains
And he, who sung the frantick rule of chance,
Leaving no room for wisdom and for choice, · And built the world with atoms drove askance,
Theme all unworthy of a skilful voice :
Th' enravish'd ear; so graceful he relates
Flocks, fields, and swains, and fierce-contending states. And like the Greek, in fate and in renown,
Britannia's poet, born in later days, Whose brow new wreaths and flowers celestial crown ;
And sung man's hapless fall, and angel's frays;
And, bold to venture through untrodden ways, . · Explor'd the secrets of the frowning night,
And soar'd above the stars with daring flight. Nor shall my partial sóng leave thee unsaid,
Worthy to mix with this harmonious band,
Through fancy's painted realms, and fairy land,
And more is understood than meets the ear.
If thou be present, who can be distrest?
The thoughts in mad disorder cease to roll,