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with fome European merchants, who fought the favor of trading on his coaft, he enquired of them fome of the common appearances of fummer and winter in their country; and when they told him of water growing fo hard in their rivers that men and horfes, and laden carriages paffed over it; and that rain fometimes fell down as white and light as feathers, and fometimes almost as hard as ftones, he could not believe a syllable they faid; for ice, fnow, and hail, were names and things utterly unknown to him, and to his fubjects in that hot climate he therefore renounced all traffic with fuch thameful liars, and would not fuffer them to trade with his people. See here the natural ef.cts of grofs ignorance.

Converfation with foreigners on various occafions has a happy influence to enlarge our minds, and fet them free from many errors and grofs prejudices we are ready to imbibe concerning them.-Watts.


IF, ye powers divine!

Ye mark the movements of this nether world,
And bring them to account, crush, crush those vipers,
Who, fingled out by a community,

To guard their rights, fhall, for a grafp of air,
Or paltry office, fell them to the foe.-Miller.


WHY fhould we murmur to be circumfcrib'd,
As if it were a new thing to wear fetters?
When the whole world was meant but to confine us;
Wherein, who walks from one clime to another,
Hath but a greater freedom of the prifon :
Our foul was the first captive, born to inherit
But her own chains; nor can it be discharg'd,
Till nature tire with its own weight, and then
We are but more undone, to be at liberty.-Shirley.


HE has profan'd the facred name of friend, And worn it into vilenefs:

With how fecure a brow, and fpecious form,
He gilds the fecret villain! Sure that face
Was meant for honefty, but heav'n mismatch'd it ;
And furnish'd treafon out with nature's pomp,

Injustice. — Innocence,

To make its work more easy.

See how he fets his countenance for deceit,
And promifes a lie before he speaks.-Dryden.
WHERE Ingratitude, that fin of upstarts,
And vice of cowards, once takes root, a thoufand
Bafe, grov'ling crimes cling round its monftrous growth,
Like ivy to old oaks, to hide its rottennefs.-Madden.

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THE man who wears injuftice by his fide,
Tho' pow'rful millions follow him to war,
Combats against the odds-againft high heav'n.-Havard.

WE upbraid the fon whofe father was hanged, whereas many a man who deferves to be hanged, was never upbraided in his whole life.-Fielding.



WHAT fronger breast-plate than a heart untainted? Thrice is he arm'd, that has his quarrel juft; And he but naked, tho' lock'd up in steel, Whofe confcience with injustice is corrupted.-Shakespeare. WE only who with innocence unshaken, Have food the affaults of fortune, now are happy : For tho' the worst of men, by high permillion, A while may flourish, and the best endure The sharpest trials of exploring mifery, Yet let mankind from these examples learn, That powerful villainy at laft fhail mourn, And injur'd virtue triumph in its turn


VIRTUE, dear friend, needs no defence;
The fureft guard is innocence:
None knew, till guilt created fear,
What darts or poifon'd arrows were.
Integrity undaunted goes

Thro' Lybian fands and Scythian fnows,

Or where Hydalpe's wealthy fide

Pays tribute to the Perfiam pride-Rofcommon.

THERE are fome reafoners who frequently confound innocence with the mere incapacity of guilt; but he that never faw, or heard, or thought of firong liquors, cannot be propofed as a pattern of fobriety.-Johnjon.


COULD men but know

The bleffings which from Independence flow,
Could they but have a fhort and tranfient gleam
Of liberty, tho' 'twas but in a dream,

They would no more in bondage bend their knee,
But, once made freemen, would be always free.
Bred in a cage, far from the feather'd throng,
The bird repays his keeper with his fong:
But, if fome playful child fets wide the door,
Abroad he flies, and thinks of home no more;
With love of liberty begins to burn,
And rather starves than to his cage return.

Hail, independence!-tho' thy name's fcarce known, Tho' thou, alas! art out of fashion grown, Tho' all defpife thee, I will not defpife, Nor live one moment longer than I prize Thy prefence, and enjoy. By angry fate Bow'd down, and almost crush'd, thou cam'ft, tho' late, Thou cam'ft upon me, like a fecond birth, And made me know what life was truly worth. Hail, independence !-never may my cot, Till I forget thee, be by thee forgot.-Churchil. WHAT is life?

'Tis not to talk about, and draw fresh air,
From time to time, or gaze upon the fun;
'Tis to be free. When liberty is gone,
Life grows infipid, and has loft its relish.



A day, an hour of virtuous liberty,

Is worth a whole eternity of bondage.-Addifon. HAIL! independence, hail! heav'ns next best gift,

To that of life and an immortal foul!

The life of life! that to the banquet high

And fober meal gives tafte; to the bow'd roof
Fair-dream'd repofe, and to the cottage charms.
Of public freedom, hail, thou fecret fource!
Whofe ftreams, from every quarter confluent, form
My better Nile, that nurfes human life.
By rills from thee deduc'd, irriguous, fed,
The private field looks gay, with nature's wealth
Abundant flows, and blooms with each delight

Independence.-Inftruction of the People.

That nature craves. Its happy mafter there,
The only free-man, walks his pleasing round:
Sweet-featur'd peace attending; fearless truth;
Firm refolution; goodness, bleffing all
That can rejoice; contentment, furest friend;
And, ftill fresh ftores from Nature's book deriv'd,
Philofophy, companion ever-new.
These cheer his rural, and fuftain or fire,
When into action call'd, his bufy hours.
Mean-time true-judging moderate defires,
Economy and taste, combin'd, direct
His clear affairs, and from debauching fiends
Secure his little kingdom. Nor can thofe
Whom fortune heaps, without thefe virtues, reach
That truce with pain, that animated ease,
That felf-enjoyment fpringing from within;
That independence, active, or retir'd,
Which make the foundest blifs of man below:
But, loft beneath the rubbish of their means,
And drain'd by wants to nature all unknown,
A wandering, taftelefs, gayly-wretched train,
Tho' rich are beggars, and tho' noble, flaves.

My friends! be firm! nor let corruption fly
Twine round your heart indissoluble chains!
The steel of Brutus burst the groffer bonds
By Cæfar caft o'er Rome; but still remain'd
The soft enchanting fetters of the mind,
And other Cæfars rofe. Determined, hold.
Your independence; for, that once destroy'd,
Unfounded, freedom is a morning dream,
That flits aerial from the spreading eye.—Thomson.



THE people fhould be tinctured with philofophy and religion; and learn, under their divine inftruction, not to confider titular diftinction and enormous riches as the chief good, and indifpenfably requisite to the happinefs of life. A noble fpirit of perfonal virtue fhould be encouraged in the rifing race. They fhould be taught to feek and find refources in themfelves, in an honeft independence, in the poffeffion of knowledge, in confcious integrity, in manlinefs of fentiment, in contemplation and study, in every thing which adds viger to the nerves of the mind, aad teaches it to deem all honors


difgraceful, and all profits vile, which accrue, as the reward of bafe compliance, and of a daftardly defertion from the upright ftandard of truth, the unfpotted banner of juttice.Spirit of Defpotifm.


A MERCENARY informer knows no diftinction. Under fuch a fyftem, the obnoxious people are flaves, not only to the government, but they live at the mercy of every individual, they are at once the flaves of the whole community, and of every part of it; and the wort and moft unmerciful men are thofe on whofe goodness they most depend.

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In this fituation, men not only fhrink from the frowns of the ftern magiftrate, but they are obliged to fly from their very places. The feeds of deftruction are fown in civil intercourfe, in focial habitudes. The blood of wholesome kindred is infected; their tables and beds are furrounded with fnares; all the means given by providence to make life fafe and comfortable, are perverted into inftruments of terror and torment. This fpecies of univerfal fubferviency, that makes the very fervant who waits behind your chair the arbiter of your life and fortune, has fuch a tendency to degrade and debafe mankind, and to deprive him of that affured and liberal ftate of mind, which alone can make us what we ought to be, that I vow to God, I would fooner bring myfelf to put a man to immediate death for opinions I difliked, and fo to get rid of the man and his opinions at once, than to fret him with a feverish being, tainted with the jail diftemper of a contagious fervitude, to keep him above ground, an animated mafs of putrefaction, corrupted himself, and corrupting all about him.-Burke.


THERE are innumerable modes of infult, and tokens of contempt, for which it is not eafy to find a name, which vanih to nothing in an attempt to defcribe them, and yet may, by continual repetition, make day pafs after day in forrow and in terror.-Rambler.


THERE is a time, when men will not fuffer bad things because their ancestors have fuffered worfe. There is a time when the hoary head of inveterate abufe will neither draw reverence nor obtain protection- -Burke.

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