STEPHEN SEWALL Was born at York in Maine, in 1734, and studied at Harvard College, where he received a degree in 1761. The following year he was appointed teacher, and afterward Professor of Hebrew in that institution. He retained this office with the reputation of the most accomplished classical scholar in the country, till 1785. He died in 1804. He was the author of a Hebrew Grammar, and a Chaldee and English Dictionary; the last is still in manuscript. Professor Sewall was one of the authors of the Pietas et Gratulatio Collegii Cantabrigiensis, which we have mentioned in the life of Dr Church. Many of the Greek and Latin verses are by him, and two of the compositions in English. ON THE DEATH OF GEORGE II. OF cypress deign, celestial muse, to sing; The voice of joy's no more, On Albion's sadden'd shore: Nor wonder; all an ample share Partook, through boundless climes, of his paternal care. Whate'er the muse's mournful lays can do, Religion, heaven-born fair, In her own native air, Refulgent shone in golden day: Virtue, science, liberty, Blooming sisters, wreathed with bays, Grateful sung their patron's praise: Commerce, o'er the broad-back'd sea, Extending far on floating isles, Imported India's wealth, and rich Peruvian spoils. Let Rome her Julius and Octavius boast; What both at Rome, George was on Albion's coast. Majestic, ever wore; Long urged, and then the laurel bough. Vict'ries more than Julius won, And exploits, before undone, George the Hero, shall rehearse: While softer notes each tuneful swain Shall breathe from oaten pipe, of George's peaceful reign. But, ah! while on the glorious past we dwell, -Shall tears forbear to flow? Or cease to heave the deep-fetch'd sigh? Sighs, to whisp'ring winds complain; Waft, and tell the mournful theme. But what, alas! can tears or sighs? What could, has ceased to be; the spirit mounts the skies. With sympathetic wo, thy noontide ray, Her face let Cynthia veil, Thick darkness spread her wing, And the night-raven sing, While Britons their sad fate bewail. Sacred flood, whose crystal tide, Gently gliding, rolls adown Fast by, once, the blissful town, Swell high, and tell the vocal shore And jovial mariner, their glory's now no more! But stop, my plaintive muse: lo! from the skies From black and dismal shades, Emerging, with new lustre shone, In the forehead of the east, Sighing, now, and tears are ceased: Still George survives; his virtues shine In him, who sprung alike from Brunswick's royal line. JAMES BOWDOIN Was born in Boston in 1727. He received his education at Harvard College, and at an early period of life was appointed to many public offices of importance. In 1775 he became President of the Council of Massachusetts, and remained in that station till the adoption of the State Constitution in 1780. He was President of the Convention which formed the constitution of Massachusetts, and in 1785 and 1786, was Governor of the State. He died in 1790. He was a man of extensive literary attainments, and was honored with a Doctor's degree from several European universities, and created a member of the Royal Societies of London and Dublin. He wrote much on philosophical subjects, and was a principal agent in forming the American Academy of Arts and Sciences at Boston. He was the first President of this institution, and bequeathed it a valuable legacy. Among his various pursuits he also cultivated poetry. He contributed to the Pietas et Gratulatio, but his principal work of this kind is an enlarged paraphrase of The Economy of Human Life, published at Boston in 1759. He had a respectable talent as a versifier, though his poetry displays little inventive faculty. WOMAN. NATURE, fair creature! when she form'd thy mind, Not merely to excite love's genial fire; And throws from tongue to tongue her neighbor's fame, These virtues, with a graceful freedom crown'd, And on her lips is honey's sweetness found. With cheerful mind she keeps herself employ'd: To talk of dress, laced waistcoats, and the news; Much less shall rabbles, which the sex debase, By wisdom sway'd, she thus her hours employs ; A tranquil mind-that very far outweighs The applause of crowds; and even her own just praise. Thus fame, thus inward peace—so heaven ordains— JOHN LOWELL Was born at Newbury in 1744. He was educated at Harvard College, and soon rose to eminence as a lawyer. In 1761 he removed to Boston, and was chosen to various public offices. He was one of the Convention which formed the Constitution of Massachusetts, and in 1771 became a member of Congress. In 1782, he was appointed a Judge of the Court of Appeals, from the courts of Admiralty in the United States. On the establishment of the Federal Government, he was made a Judge of the United States Circuit Court. He died May 6, 1822. The following lines by him are from the Pietas et Gratulatio. |