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the latter are violent and perturbed.

The science of medicine

liberally understood, takes in the whole of man. He who in the study, or the treatment of the human machinery, overlooks the intellectual part of it cannot but entertain very incorrect notions of, and fall into gross and sometimes fatal blunders in the means which he adopts for its regulation or repair. While he is directing his purblind skill to remove or relieve some more obvious and superficial symptom, the worm of mental malady may be gnawing inwardly and undetected at the root of the constitution. He may be in a situation similar to that of a surgeon, who at the time that he is occupied in tying up one artery is not aware that his patient is bleeding to death at another.

Without an intimate acquaintance with, or at least a diligent attention to, the intellectual and active powers of man, the physician, from the elevated rank of a medical philosopher, is degraded to that of a mere fee taker in the profession.

" THE CLASSICAL WORLD.

Horace in London, from whose genius we delight to borrow, thus facetiously, after the manner of his immortal predecessor, anticipates his poetical immortality.

BOOK III. ODE 30.

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A POET'S MODESTY.

Exegi monum entum aere perennius, &c.

My work is established, pale Envy be still,
My fame is not now to be undone,
I rank with the first of the sons of the quill,
Even elegant Horace of Strawberry hill;

Must now yield to Horace in London.

Blow, Boreas, blow, tumble torrents of rain,
How tough is the hide of the witty,

The Seasons may dance hands across back again
They never can injure my permanent strain,
Nor blot out a line of my ditty.

I rather suspect, when I'm locked in a hearse,
My friends will consider me dead,

O no! from that circumstance, never the worse,
My far better half, not my wife, but my verse
Will pop up its flourishing head.

Posterity long shall be proud of my name,
Than Parian marble far whiter,

When Fashion shall die, and ephemeral Fame,
No longer shall trumpet the charms of the dame,
Who lowered the Osnaburg mitre.

My odes shall be sung from the mouth of the Nore,
Old Thames shall the stanzas prolong

From Westminster bridge to fair Twickenham's shore,
Where Pleasure and Beauty shall rest on the oar
At eve to attend to my song.

If Beauty applaud me, let Pedantry foam,
I'm proud of the plan I have hit on,

To make the old bard, when transplanted from Rome,
Leave learning and classic allusions at home,
And talk the free language of Britain.

I care not a fig, what the critics may say,
My fame is too firm to be undone,

Then hold up your head, pretty Musc, from to day,
And crown with a chaplet of laurel and bay

The forehead of Horace in London.

TO THE PUBLIC.

AT the termination of a toilsome epoch, the editor and his publishers, like Eneas and his companions, have a right to declare that they have struggled through many a difficulty, and experienced many a vicissitude; but the glorious object is never lost sight of, and the tendimus in LATIUM is the radiant point of their adventure. In despite of the assault of Prejudice, the despotism of Habit, and all the prescription of Custom, fervet opus, the project proceeds, and the process of literary and philosophical alchymy shall be successful. Through a te

dious and gloomy night of more than polar winter, we have wandered disgusted and darkling, but the sun of knowledge, now high above the horizon, not only gilds the top of the mountains, but shines in the low valley. Indeed the hill and valley are both irradiated. The greater and the minor luminaries' shine benignantly; and we anticipate, for the comfort and glory of our country, not only the day spring of promise, but the noontide of perfect splendour.

Having, pro virili, gone with the plodding pace of a watchman, the annual round, the editor, unlike the watch, asks for no tribute money at this festal season, but gayly proffers every votive wish of Christmas; and generously exclaims to those he fondly loves:

Come now, all ye SOCIAL POWERS,

Shed your influence o'er us;

Crown with joy the present hours,

And lighten those before us.

MORTUARY.-FOR THE PORT FOLIO:

DIED, at his father's residence, in Buck's County, on the 6th inst. in the 25th year of his age, William Rodman, jr. Esquire. This excellent young man was taken off, in the bloom of youth, by a pulmonary disease, after an illness of about three months, which he bore with fortitude and resignation the happy result of a life of virtue and innocence. In him were combined the manners of the gentleman, with every amiable quality of the heart, sprightly, unaffected, and sincere, he was beloved by all who knew him.

Of his affectionate and afflicted parents, he was the blessing and delight; he was idolized by a large circle of relatives and friends, who will ever revere his memory with the tear of regret. But they should be resigned, for he is triumphant; they should rather emulate his virtues, than deplore his loss-that they may again embrace him, when

"Heaven lifts its everlasting portals high,

"And bids the pure in heart behold their God.”

Dr. Abercrombie's concluding lecture on Reading and Public Speaking is unavoidably postponed. It will certainly appear in our next.

THE PENNSYLVANIA ACADEMY

OF THE

FINE ARTS.

WE congratulate our country on the flourishing state of this institution, which, after struggling with all the difficulties incident to new undertakings, has at length assumed that rank in the public estimation which its unassuming usefulness so richly merits. The first annual discourse was delivered before the academy on the evening of the thirteenth, by Joseph Hopkinson, esquire, one of the directors. On this occasion, the public officers of the city, the foreign ministers, various incorporated societies, and an unusually brilliant assemblage of ladies and gentlemen attested, by their presence, the interest which is felt among all classes, in the success of the Academy. Nor were the high expectations of the public disappointed, by the orator, who, in a very ingenious and impressive discourse, gave a rapid sketch of the history of the Academy, and the astonishing improvements of the country; and after refuting, in a strain of indignant satire, the false imputations cast upon us by foreigners, concluded by urging every topic suggested, by humour or

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