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Such as a pitying angel oft conveys

To chase the shades of intellectual night:

15.

Cease, faithful mourner, cease thy doleful strain;
A small still voice or said, or seem'd to say;

Dar'st thou th' Allwise disposer to arraign?
Or with rash grief control his sov'reign sway?

16.

Know then, ("enough on earth for thee to know,")
Thy Mary lives; escap'd from human sight,

She soars triumphant over pain and wo,
And calmly waits thee in the realms of light.

17.

Each murmur now sunk gently to repose,
Reluctant Nature felt the sweet control,

What erst was hope, to bright conviction rose,
And Faith's whole radiance burst upon my soul.
C. H. W.

THE CLASSICAL WORLD.

The Roman Horace, who, with the usual ardor of poets, has not failed to record the history of his success or defeats in the campaigns of Cupid, seems often to dwell with a sort of rapture of resentment upon the perfidy, fickleness, or coquetry of many of his mistresses. He sometimes indulges himself in a peculiar vein of malignant invective against some of the charmers by whom his advances were either neglected or rejected; and in all these cases, so mortifying to the self love of Genius and Sensibility, the poet loves to reproach some Julia or other with the infirmities of age, the neglect of the world, and the coldness and inconstancy of man. The Roman beauties, whether radiant or waning, must be not a little edified with these sarcastic strains, which, as they certainly exhibit proofs not less of talents than of pique and anger, must have had a very powerful effect upon the feelings of the ladies thus lampooned. It is commonly observed that a man of abilities never writes

so well as when under the influence of passion, or some strong emotion or other; and hence Horace has displayed his irritability as a lover in verses, which have lasted many hundred years, and we dare swear, will last as long as the solar system. Hence it may be inferred by the least logical mind among the female sex, that it is never worth while deliberately or rashly to provoke a man of genius, because the creature has the power to immortalize both his resentment and a woman's indiscretion.

Horace, in London, whom we often quote with applause, has, in a very brilliant manner, imitated one of the most famous of his predecessor's odes. The allusion to Miss Gayton, one of the most fascinating of the syrens of the stage, contains an elegant compliment on her skill in the "mazy dance." The next stanza will be relished by the Philadelphia wits, because it contains a tolerable quibble or pun. In the next stanza, the author, who, we presume, is an Englishman, condescends to adopt the term lengthened, instead of lengthy, according to the classical standard of Mr. Noah Webster, and others, natives of America. The three next stanzas, and the concluding simile are of a character so gay and sparkling, that they would shine in the pages of Charles Hanbury Williams, or lord Chesterfield, or the younger Lyttleton, or of Soame Jenyns.

BOOK IV. ODE 13.

TO JULIA IN THE VALE OF YEARS.

Audivére, Lyce, mea vota dii, &c.

Julia, the gods have heard my prayers,
And spite of all your arts uncommon,▸
Old Time, whose tooth no mortal spares,
Has made you now a mere old woman.

Yet still amid the youthful throng,

You dance and sing, Alas, how stupid!
Screaming MOORE's amatory song,
To whistle back departed Cupid.

He, roguish god, deserts old age,

To woo Miss Gayton young and airy,
Where, bounding o'er the opera stage,
She trips a silver footed fairy.

Your lips no more are his delight,

For Time has of their pearls bereft you,

EDITOR.

Your two wise teeth soon took their flight
Now one alone, a colt's, is left you.

No silk pelise, whose graceful fall

Hides Mrs. Bayley's lengthened boddice,
Can e'er departed youth recall,

Or mollify the Paphian goddess.

Ah, Venus! whither are you fled?

Your smiles, why should poor Julia lose 'em?

Why are the thousand beauties dead,

That once enthralled this tortur'd bosom?

I knew you, Julia, Fashion's grace,

Second to none, save Devon's dutchess,
But Death, with premature embrace,
Has caught her in his sable clutches;

Leaving you vainly to regret

The wrinkles on your front engraven,
Croaking a solo, or duet,

Like Duncan's harbinger, the raven.

So have I seen, on Drury's brink,
With torch like Julia's beauty blazing,

A boy cry-Link, your honour, link!
And point to Lincoln's Inn, or Gray's Inn.

But rude, as Time to you, old dame,

Boreas puts out the shining taper,

And turns the animating flame

To noisome and offensive vapour.

VOL. IV.

DEFINITION OF A HUSBAND BY HIS WIFE.

THIS lady composed the following vocabulary to express the character of a husband, from her own experience, and which proves how copious our language is on that article:-He is, said she, an abhorred, abominable, acrimonious, angry, arrogant, austere, awkward, barbarous, bitter, blustering, boisterous, boorish, brawling, brutal, bullying, capricious, captious, careless, choleric, churlish, clamorous, contumelious, crabbed, cross, currish, detestable disagreeable, discontented, disgusting, dismal, dreadful, drowsy, dry, dull, envious, execrable, fastidious, fierce, fretful, froward, frumpish, furious, grating, gross, growling, gruff, grumbling, hardhearted, hasty, hateful, hectoring, horrid, huffish, humoursome, illiberal, illnatured, implacable, inattentive, incorrigible, inflexible, injurious, insolent, intractable, irascible, ireful, jealous, keen, loathsome, magotty, malevolent, malicious, malignant, maundering, mischievous, morose, murmuring, nauseous, nefarious, negligent, noisy, obstinate, obstreperous, odious, offensive, opinionated, oppressive, outrageous, overbearing, passionate, peevish, pervicacious, perverse, perplexing, pettish, petulant, plaguy, quarrelsome, queasy, queer, raging, restless, rigid, rigorous, roaring, rough, rude, rugged, saucy, savage, severe, sharp, shocking, sluggish, snappish, snarling, sneaking, sour, spiteful, splenetic, squeamish, stern, stubborn, stupid, sulky, sullen, surly, suspicious, tantalizing, tart, teasing, terrible, testy, tiresome, tormenting, touchy, treacherous, troublesome, turbulent, tyrannical, uncomfortable, unpleasant, unsuitable, uppish, vexatious, violent, virulent, waspish, worrying, wrangling, wrathful, yelping dog in a manger, who neither eats himself nor will let others eat.

TO READERS AND CORRESPONDENTS.

To the ambitious aspirant after literary fame, we recommend an attentive perusal of the life of Mr. Clarke, preserved in this month's journal. This instructive biography is a record of the triumphs of victorious Industry, and we hope will stimulate all the ardour of Emulation. We shall, hereafter, probably preserve some specimens of Mr. Clarke's talents, as an essayist. He has not the sparkling wit of George Canning, nor the felicitous phrases of George Ellis, but holds a respectable rank among his literary brethren, especially when we advert to his juvenile age. We have recommended to the attention of the booksellers, the republication of Mr. Clarke's papers, and we predicted that they would excite a sufficient degree of popularity to insure a sale.

Although the topic is exceedingly delicate, and though the editor has an habitual aversion from any approach to the asperities of Controversy, yet fastidious Delicacy, and obstinate Habit must often yield to higher and more generous Powers. He would be blind to the splendor of a noble action, he would be deaf to the voice of honest Fame, he would be dead to some of the most benignant emotions of the heart, if he did not feel the obligations conferred upon him by an accomplished gentleman, an Oxford scholar, and a true friend, who, in a paper published in the capital of Rhode Island, has generously appeared as a volunteer defender of the reputation of the conductor of this Journal, who has been furiously assailed by an acrimonious adversary, assuming, in the Newyork Commercial Advertiser, the respectable appellation of REGULUS. Of the person or the writings of this antagonist the editor is profoundly ignorant. He has never read the satire in question; and if, from any motive, it be hereafter perused, no defence will be attempted, and no reply will be made. The editor, from general report, is perfectly willing to believe that Regulus is a nervous, argumentative, and elegant writer. We shall never strive to detract from his reputation; but for an instant, we may be permitted placidly to inquire what literarý, moral, charitable, or useful purpose could

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