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of her song.

437 VOL. 2.]

Original Poetry. Pursues the chace, nor fears to stray,

“ And fills, with soft complaints, the burthen As savage and as fierce as they ;

30 Unconquer'd land !--tho' mid thy plains

5. Fell rapine stalks---subjection reigns,

“ His spirit floats apon the perfumed gale, Toy stubborn bosom spürns the yoke !

“ That murmurs through our soft Arabian Thy forests moek the woodman's stroke

groves, Thy wastes uncultur'd, widely glow

“ Listen! bis sighs stealo'er th' enamour'd vale, Unbroken by the lab'ring plough,

“And e'ee th’ embracing boughs confess Proudly, in rich luxuriance

their spotless loves.”

110 Shines forth thy wild magnificence, 40 The sun, from whom thy treasures flow,

It pans'd---that voice so sweet and clear, The only sovereign thou wilt know !

Yet still it held enchain'd the ear, And such the free-born tide that rolls

The rock---the stream---the hill---the grove

Return'd the melody of love,
Uomingled in thy children's souls;

Till the last echo gently died
Like the unshackled whirlwind's breath
Their life ;---and like its panse their death ;

Entranc'd upon the silver tide,

Where on its breast the moonlight ray
Their's are wild spirits, hearts of fire
Kindled alike by love or ire,

Sparkles in updulating play,

By its soft light in pensive mood
Where generous feelings strongly beat
And honour holds her spotless seat ;


Spent and benighted Selim stood... Yet where upsparing rancour dwells,

Enrapt by the sweet sounds that stole

Like balw upon his weary soul.
And vengeance, in her secret cells,
Breathes the fell sentence, ne'er forgiven

“ Was it that, in a scene like this,
By thought of earth, or hope of heaven! “ Bright Houries from the bowers of bliss
Yet sometimes o'er the savage scene

“ Had wing'd to earth their radiant flight, A beam of brigbtness plays between

" To charm the list'oing ear of night?" And virtues of a milder clime

The magic midstrel be pursued, In these stern souls becomes sublime :

And by the tent the chieftain stood, And in the self same race, we see

He ask'd relief-.-he ask'd repose--llow great---bow little---man cao be!

60 And when did gen'rous Arab close

The veiled tent to suppliant foes? The sun is set---the dewy shower

Abdallah spread before his guest Blesses each craving herb and flower,

Of fruits the choicest and the best, And there beneath the palm-tree's shade,

The fleecy lamb for bim was slain, Where almond blossoms scent the glade,

For him the nectar of the plain And trembling on the moonlight way

Refresh'd the unexpected guest, The light mimosa waves her spray, Where the fresh stream bright sparkling shoots Each tells his tale ; each asks of pews :--

And mantled at the simple feast; Around the willow': silvered roots,

The Pacha's forces--the Pacha's views: Theo in soft murmurs steals away

The Mecca pilgrims' lengthen'd train To sleep in Luna's palest ray ;

70 The well of Zemzem ;---and the plain 'Tis there the Arab's tent is spread:

Where the great Prophet's vengeful sword The camel's cryo--the hurried tread

Perform’d the purpose of the Lord. Have died upon the list’ning ear--

The stranger tells of lofty deeds--But rising soft and murmuring near

Again---in thought---the battle bleeds; tr A sweeter melody has sprung,

“ Bright was the day, and proud the story. Floating the listeniog glades among :-

“ When early conquest dawned io glory Fach sound is still'd---each accent mute,

56 When on stern Musa's cloveo crest For Zeila tunes her warbliog lute,

" He wrote the vengeance of his breast; Delight apon the echoes hung, As thus the beauteous minstrel sung :


“ Vengeance! oh not the flowing bowl

“ Is halt so grateful to the soul! 1.

“ The cup we quaff---the song we hear, " Seest thou the moonbeam on yon silver “ Is not so sweet to lip and ear, stream?

“ As Musa's life-blood flowing fast, “ Calmly it slambers on the dimpled wave ; “And that deep groan which told bis last !" “ Such and so bright is passion's tender dream, 'Twas thus the vengeful Arab said:--“It decks the morn of life, and smiles upon A flickering paleness overspread the grave!

Abdallah's dark and beetling brow, 2.

And then the perce impetuous glow “ The beam of blooming youth's unsullied Rush'd wildly boiling from the brain, brow,

And throbbed in every swelling vein : “ The trembling light of beauty's downcast HA hand across his brow he past, eye, A non a hurried look he cast

130 "O! these are spells that chase the sigh of woe, On high---in that brief, mute appeal “And spread, o'er sorrowing hearts, their There dwelt a language all can feel, nameless witchery.

But to e.rpress---a tongue of fire 3.

Would falter at that tale of ire ! " Behold the rose upon her waving throne--- His brow again is calm---to rest “ Love tiots her brow with his own blushing The storm is lulled within his breast; hue,

100 The guest marked not that changing mood : “ Breathes o'er her form a freshness all his own, And now the pause of solitude “ And bathes her balmy breast with even. Falls on the tent --and sleep has spread

140 ing's softest dew.

Her curtain o'er the stranger's head. 4.

But the hart slept not--- thrice he drew “ List to the warbling nightingale--she soare The glittering sabre forth to view “ Far from the baunts of man, the bustling He seized his bowo---its strength he tried, throng,

And girt the dagger to his side ; * Love breathes in every thrilling note she Ob! how be watch'd the wane of night! pours,

The moon with her to placid light


438 Original Poetry.

(vol. 1 Calmed not his soul, he cursed her ray And like the cagle o'er bis prey, And languished for the blush of day--- Hung on the stranger's vent'rous way. It almost dawos---the wavering sky

The phalany of the armed lines Annouoces morning's opeoing nigh. 150 Bright in the morning sun-light shines, Beside the tent, of matchless speed,

But he would rush upon the spear, Stands ready armed, a noble steed,

Thro' seas of blood his progress steer, His rein is in Abdallah's hand,

To taste, but for a moment's breath, Tb' impatient courser paws the sand,

The sweetness of revenge in dead;
And gazing towards the eastern vale

In vain! the friendly van-guard poszed,
Snuffs, with keen seuse, the cheering gale, Its shout is pealing on the blast;
Then sporting, sparos the ground again

The race is o'er---'mid friendly bands
And shakes his widely floating main;

Safe and upharmed the Arab stands,
The guest's departing words express'd But years can never wear away
The grateful language of bis breast. 160 The memory of that well-knowi day.
But what the last adieu that hung

Did he not earn an honour'd grave
Upon Abdallah's faltering tongue ?

That foe so gen'rous and so bra%c?
He held the stirrup to his guest,
Warm friendship’s honorable test,
But stern his brow and dark his eye ;---

From the European Magazine.
The brief, and would-be-calm reply,

FOUND IN A CASE CONTAINING A HUMAN The rising anger ill repress’d,

And smother'd in his heaving breast,
The proud cold courtesy, declare

[By the Author of Courcy, Legends of Lampidosa,&c.]
Th' indignant feelings boiling there !
When the last offices were paid
On Selim's arm bis hand be laid,

Once of ethereal spirit full ! And with a changing cheek---an eye

Tuis parrow cell was lite's retreat: Flashing with silent energy,

This space was Thought's mysterious seat! Thus be bespoke him-----* Look on high--

What beauteous pictures fill'd this spot! “ The sun-beam o'er the morning sky

What dreams of pleasure long forgoi ! “ Early and faint, not yet has thrown

Nor Love, nor Joy, nor Hope, nor Fear, “ The splendour of its blushing zone ;

Has left one trace or record here ! " But---mark me stranger !---ere that ray Beneath this mould'ring canopy “ Smiles on the golden prime of day,

Ooce sbone the brigbt and busy eye“ Thy life is forfeit---start not---dy!

But start not at the dismal void !--. " For in this wide earth thou and I

If social love that eye employd ; May breathe no more ;--- that hand of thine If with no lawless fire it gleam'd, ** Once link’d in friendship’s clasp with mine, But through the dew of kidoes beam'd; “ Is red, polluted, by the food

That eyi si all be forever bright, “ The life-stream of my father's blood ! When stars and suns lave lost their light! “ Know! that bis dear and sacred game " Has been traduced by lying fame !

Here, in this silent cavern, hung “ And shall the source that gave me birth

The ready, swift, and tuneful tongue ; Siok unrevenged in the deep earth?

If Falsehood's honey it disdain'd, "No! ev'ry drop that thou hast shed And where it could not praise, was chain'd Stranger ! mast fall upon thy head...

Il bold in Virtue's cause it spoke, “ Last night thou wert my guest---but now

Yet gentle Concord never broke ; Thou know'st the sentence---know my vow, That runeful tongue shall plead for thee " My soul is bound from early day

When Death uurals eternity! “ E'en to the sun's expiring ray,

Say, did these fingers delve the mine, “ To seek the murderer ;---Thou art he! Or with its envied rubies shine ? “ Enough--the dawn is brightening ---Bee--- To hew the rock, or wear the gem, “ I do not mount a tieeter steed--

Can nothing now avail to them : “ Away--thy life is on thy speed !"

But, if the page of Truth they sought, Forward the Arab courser sprung,

Or comfori to the mourner brought, Free to the winds his rider flung

These hards a ricber mred shall claim The floating reins---bis nervous hand

Than all that waits on Wealth or Fame! Unconscious grasped the friendly brand, Avails it whether bare or shod Lightly the sandy waste he passed;

These fert the path of duty trod, Swift as the whirlwind's stormy blast

If from the bow'rs of joy they tled, His fierce pursuer's steed he hears,

To south Affliction's lumble bed ; His hard hoofs clatter io his ears!

If Grandeur's guilty bribe they spuru’d, The sound grows faint---be breathes again, Aud home to Virtue's lap return'd; And skims alone the sandy plain ;

These feet with Angel wings shall vie,
See ! see! the friendly ensigns rise

Aud tread the palace of the sky!
And float upon the ruddy skies,
Yonder the camp's white tents are spread,
But hark ! again the approaching tread
Falls on his ear---away! away!

From the Monthly Magazine, Nov. 1817. Ob for the fleeting wings of day!

Nearer and nearer o'er the plains
Abdallah's steed each moment gains ;

The tumults of the camp arise
In mingled clamour to the skies,

POSTHUMUS! alas, alas!

How swift the fleeting moments pass;
The Moor passed on---he spurned the ground, Nor can Religion's pow'r
'Twas life itself, that cheering sound ! Retard fell Death's resistiess blow,
But still the avenger hover'd near,

The hoary head, the wrinkled brow, He knew not pity, toil or fear,

Or thwart oar fatal hour.

tol. 2.]

Intelligence : Literary and Philosophical.


Better than feasts pontifical,
(Or those of sewer or seneschal)

Shall stain the costly voor.

O morn :

No---should'st thou, each succeeding day,
To hell's relentless monarch slay

A three-fold hecatomb;
Who by his iron-hand restrains
Giants in adamantine chains,

Ingulpl'd io Stygian gloom.
For all who Nature's bounty share---
The king, the husbandman, the fair---

Must yield to Death's domain :
In vain we shun, enwrapt in ease
Th' hoarse-sounding Adriatic seas,

Or blood-stain'd battle-plain.
In vain we shun the autumnal gale,
O'er lazy Styx we soov must sail,

(To Pluto's realıns we speed ;) Where Davaus' race unceasing toils, And Sisyphus, whose stone recoils,

Revolving o'er his head.
Thy wife, thy land, thy groves of trees,
Must all be left ; and none of these

Their short-liv'd lord shall have ;
Except the hateful cypress boughs,
Whose verdure shall alone diffuse

Their fragrance o'er thy grave,
Soon shalt thou to a worthier beir
Resign thy wealth, and sumptuous fare ;

And wines of choicest store,

From the European Magazine.

N Laura's bosom blush'd a rose,
Its tints might rival even those

Which youthful beauty's cheek adora,
But, oh! its fragrance all nad town,

And Laura's lip confess'd the theft;
Its leaves in silence sigh'd alone,

That not one balmy sweet was left.
Woe told its tale, and in her eye

Shone melting Pity's trembling tear ;
The radiant gem of sympathy,

So wildly bright,---so purely clear.
It paused, then softly traced its way

Until it found a home of rest ;
And glittering on the tower it lay,

Whose pillow was fair Laura's breast.
An angel caught the tear, and then,

With golden pinions soar'd on high,
Where loved of angels, blest of men,

It shines a star in Eveniog's sky.


From the New Monthly Magazine, Nov, 1817. ful Arts, Natural History, and the Application N one of our late numbers we announced Anatomy, Surgery, Materia Medica, Pha

of Natural History, which last will embrace I PEDIA METROPOLITANA, and are now desi- 8 volumes, will comprise Biography, chrona

macy and Medicine. The third division, in sous to call the attention of our readers to logically arranged, with National History, some of the peculiar claims which this under. Political Geograply and Chronology. The taking prefers to public patronage. The most fourth division, in 8 volumes, will contain a striking is the arrangement.---li is justly ob- Gazetteer of Geography, and a Philosophical served in the Prospectus that-.-" the inappli- and Etymological Lexicon of the Eug! sa cability of a strictly scientific method to a Language: the citations arranged according modern Encyclopædia, has led to the abandon to the age of the works from which they are ment of all principle of rational arrangement; selected. and it may be safely asserted of all our Unic volume, will be a digested body of reference

The Index, occupying the last versal Dictionaries hitherto, that the chief to the whole work, in which the English as difference between them, in respect of their well as the scientific name of every subject of plan, consists in the more or less complete disa Natural History will be given. Such is the organization of the Sciences and Systematic general outline of arrangement whicb will Arts. Nor has the imperfection rested here. distinguish this ExcYCLOPÆDIA from all its The position of those alphabetical fragments predecessors. Its projectors moreover pledge ledge has been splintered, was but too fre themselves to the rigid exclusion of the false quently determined by the caprice or conven- similar publications, that ought to be devoted

philosophy of the age, which has perverted jence of the compiler. The division of parts to the arts and sciences, into vehicles of licenjato minor parts had no settled limit; and the tiousness, materialism, and infidelity. The arrangement became neither properly scien. work will be published in parts or half-volumes, inconveniences of both, without the advanta- and the first will appear on the 1st of January ges of either.” To remedy these inconveni

1818. ences, of which those who, like ourselves have

From the European Magazine. had frequent occasion to refer to such collec

POTATOES, tiuns, must be thoroughly sensible, it is proposed to give to the forth-coming work the two

The following important discoveries of fold advantage of a philosophical and alpha- uses to which the Potatoe-plant may be apbecical arrangement. To the Introduction plied, have been lately made in France. The * On the Laws and Regulative Principles of preparation of Potass is a simple process, and Education,” will succeed the Pure Sciences, promise, the greatest advantage to the culti

We trust the experiment will be Grammar and Philology, Logic and Mathe vators. matics: Metaphysics, Morals and Theology, tried in England; its success would be of inin 2 vols. The Mixed Sciences, Mechanics, finite utility to our manufactures : -Hydrostatics, Pneumatics, Optics and Astrop. On the Distillation of Spirits of Wine ( Alcohol) omny, will occupy one voluine; the Applied

from Potatoes. Sriences, 5 volumes, divided between Experi A French lady, the Countess de N****, mental Philosophy, the Fine Arts, the Use. whom political events compelled to change

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ber chateau, on the banks of the Saone, for a periments, the truth of his conclusions. The cottage eight leagues from Viana---has estab- French Society of Agriculture, and the Society lisbed, on the sinalt farm she occupies, a for Encouragement of National Industry, distillation of brandy from potatoes; which have both named Coinmissioners to frame she has found to be very lucrative. The official reports; in the mean time, we feel it brandy of 20 degrees of Reaumur is very pure, important to give an account of the process, and has neither taste nor smell different from in the hope that, even in the present season, that produced by the distillation of grapes. it may bc turoed to account--as it interests The method she employs is very simple, and landlords, tenauts, merchants, and inapufac. within every person's reach.

turers. Take 1001b. of potatoes, well washed, dress It is necessary to cut off the potatoe-tops them by steam, and let them be bruised to the moment that the flowers begin to fall, as powder with a roller, &c. In the mean time, that is the period of their greatest vigour; take 41b. of ground malt, steep it in luke-warm they must be cut off at four or five ivches from water, and then pour it into the fernenting the ground, with a very sharp knife. Fresh back, and pour on it twelve quarts of boiling sprouts spring, which oot only answer all the water; this water is stirred about, and the purposes of conducting the roots to maturity, bruised potatoes thrown in and well stirred bat tend to an increase of their volume, as they about with wooden rakes, till every part of the sprouts) demand less nourishment than the the potatoes is well saturated with the liquor. old top. The tops may be suffered to remain

Inmediately six or eight ounces of yeast is on the ground where cut; in eight or ten days to be mixed with 28 gallons of water, of a they are sufficiently dry without turning and proper warmth to make the whole mass of the may be carted, either home or to a corner of tenperature of from 12 to 15 degress of the field, where a hole is to be dug in the Reaumur ; there is to be added half a piot to earth, about five feet square, and two feet a pint of good brandy.

deep (the combustion would be too rapid, and The fermenting back must he placed in a the ashes cool too quick, and thereby diminish room to be kept, hy means of a stove, at a the quantity of alkali, were they burnt in the temperature of fifteen to eighteen degrees of open air.) The ashes must be kept red hot as Reaunur. The mixture must be left to re- long as possible: when the fire is strong, tops main at rest.

that are only imperfectly dried may be throwo The back must be large enough to suffer the in, and even green ones will then burn well mass to rise seven or eight inches, without enough. running over. If, notwithstanding this pre The ashes extracted from the hole must be cautiou, it does so, a little must be taken out, put in a vessel, and boiling water poured upon and returned when it falls a little : the back it, and then the water must be evaporated: 's theo covered again, and the ferınentation is for these two operations potatoe-tops may be sull'ered to finish without touching it---which used alone as firing in the furoace, and the takes place generally in five or six days. This ashes collected. There remains after the is known by its being perceived that the liquid evaporation a dry saline reddish substance, is quite clear, and the potatoes fallen to the known in commerce under the name of salin : bottom of the back. The fluid is decanted, the more the ashes are boiled, the greyer and and the potatoes pressed dry.

more valuable the salin becomes. Tae distillation is by vapour, with a wooden The salin must then be calcined in a very or copper still, on the plan of Count Runford, hot oven, until tho whole mass presents a uniThe product of the first distillation is low forin reddish brown. lo cooling it remains wines.

Ary, and in fragments---blaish within, and Woen the fermentation has been favoura- white on the surface: in which state it takes ble, from every 1001b. of potatoes six quarts the name of potass. aart upwards of good brandy, of 20 degrees of Tae ashes, exhausted' of their alkaline the wroineter, are obtained; which, put into principle, afford excellent manure for land

casks, and afterwards browned with intended to be planted with potatoes. burnt sugar, like the French brandies, is oot The following is a table of the results obto he distinguished from them.

tained in France :--The Countess de N. has dressed and distilled An acre planted with potatoes, per dirin 1,000lbs. of potatoes at twice, which at one foot distance, gives 40,000 gives 50 to 70 quarts of good brandy. We may These 40,000 plants yield, on an judge from this essay what would be the ad

average, 3lb. per plant, at vantages of such an operation, if carried on least, of green tops

190,0001. on a granıl scale, and throughout the year. Ou drying they are reduced to 40,00.

Toe residue of the distillation is used as Tois quantity produces of ashes 7,500ib. food for the stock of her farm, which consists The evaporation gives of ashes, of 31 horned cattle, 60 pigs, and 60 sheep: they exhausted of alkali

5,0001h. are all excessively fond of it when mixed with Salin

2,5001b. water, and the cow yield abundance of milk. The salin loses 10 to 15 per cent. The sheep use about five quarts per diem each; in calcination, which gives of viz, one half in the morning, and one half at potass

9,20015, night. The malt must be fresh grogodb---the All these estimates are taken at the lowest, Countess has it ground every week.

by which it is evident that upwards of 2,000lb. On the means of extracting Potass from Pola- of potass may be obtained, in addition

to an toe-tops.

increased crop, from every acre of potatoes, One of the most important discoveries of the or a value far exceeding that of the crop itself. present day is that of a drugzist of Ainiens, by Farmers, of course, will next year turn this which Europe will be freed from the heavy discovery to the best account, in planting those tribute she pays to America for the article of potatoes which yield the greatest quantity of potass. Tae author of this discovery has, in a tops. The expenses of preparing the potass, truly patriotic manner, madle known his dis- as above described, including every thing, is covery---after ascertaining, by a series of ex- about six guineas per acre,

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From the New Monthly Magazine, Nov. 1817.

THE subjoined extract from the Sur- public hospitals, when report led me to

gical Observations lately published an empty barrack, afterwards called the by Mr. Charles Bell, Surgeon to the Hôpital de la Gendarmerie. Here the Middlesex Hospital, will be interesting very worst aspect of war presented itself : to the British reader from the glorious our soldiers were bringing in the French subject with which it is so intimately con- wounded. They continued to be brought nected; and at the same time reflects in for several successive days ; and I saw great credit on the motives and feelings the British soldiers, who in the morning of that eminent practitioner.

were moved by the piteous cries of those “On the breaking out of the war, says they carried, in the evening hardened by Mr. Bell, I intended to follow the army the repetition of the scene and by fatigue, for a short part of the campaign. My and indifferent to the suffering they ocpurpose was to perfect my knowledge of casioned. gunshot wounds; to observe the difficul “ It was now the thirteenth day after ties of the wounded on a great scale ; to the battle. It is impossible for the imalearo the sentiments of the army surg- gination to conceive the sufferings of men eons engaged in regard to some questions rudely carried at such a period of their purely practical, to enrich my collection wouods. When I first entered this hosnot only of cases, but of pathology and pital, these Frenchmen had been roused of preparations, and thus to fit myself and excited in an extraordinary degree, the better to deliver my lectures on these and in the glance of their eyes there was subjects.

a character of fierceness which I never • Before I arrived in Brussels the bat- thought to have witnessed in the human tle of Waterloo had been fought; and countenance. They were past the utterin one day the campaign was concluded, ance of what, if I might read the counHere witnessing the zeal of the army tenances, was unsubdued hatred and desurgeons, and seeing them harassed by sire of revenge. days and nights of uninterrupted pro “On the second day the temporary fessional duties, my first impulse was to excitement had subsided. Turn which express my sense of their unexampled way I might I encountered every form exertions when I thought my testimony of entreaty from those whose condition might be of weight from its disinterest, lest no need of words to stir compassion. edness.

Mojor, O comme je souffre ! Panser, “I had been for some days engaged pansez ! - Docteur je me recommande à in making my notes and sketches in the vous : coupez ma jumbe! O! je souffie

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