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the Highlands of Scotland.
1 A ship's unwonted form was seen to ride, Unwonted well I
yot, for ne'er before
* But oh, lad change !' those happy days are o'er,
pay. • For him, the mossy plain, the mountain's brow, • Must now be tortur’d by the toiling plough, • And spite of nature, crops be forc'd to rise, " Which to these northern climes wise heaven denies. • In vain with sweating brow and weary hands, • We strive to earn the gold our lord demands, • While cold and hunger midst a dungeon's gloom, • Await our failure as its certain doom.
• To shun the ills that threat my hoary head, • I seek in foreign lands precarious bread; • Forc'd, tho' my helpless age from guilt be pure, • The pangs of banish'd felons to endure, · And all because these hands in vain have try'd • To rear by art what nature has denied ! • In vain of richer climates I am told,
Of lands whose mountains glow with gemś and gold, • Let youthful hearts, whofe mad ambition reigns, • Pant with the hopes of those fair promis'd plains, • I am contented here; I ne'er have seen • A vale more fertile, or a
or a hill more green ; • Nor would I leave this sweet, this humble cot, • To reach the richest monarch's envied lot. • Ah! would to heaven the alternative were mine, • Abroad to reign, or here in want to pine !
Full quickly would I chuse; but e'er the sun • Shall o'er my head another journey run, • I shall be robb'd by what they justice call; }By boil'rous ruffians of my little all:
My sweet poffeffion to some stranger given,
And I, and mine by force unpitying driven, • To cold and hunger, nakedness and grief, • Without one pitying heart to give relief!
• Then come, O fad alternative to chuse! · Como banishment: I will no more refuse, .. Go where I may, nor billows, wrecks, nor wind - Can add oge pang to those that tear my mind. On whatsoever coast I
be thrown, • No IORDS can use me harder than my own.. . E'en they who eat the limbs and drink the gore Of helpless strangers :---what can they do more ?
For theč, insatiate chief! whose ruthless hand, * Unpitying drives me from my native land, • For thee no greater curse I leave behind * Than the fell bodings of a guilty mind, • Unless it's harder to a soul like thine, : To feel from cruelty, thy wealth decline.
For you, my friends and neighbours of the vale; ! Who now with kindly tears my fate be wail, • Soon may our king, whose patriot bosom glows
With tendereft feelings for his people's woes, • Soon may
the rulers of this mighty land, • To ease your sorrows ftretch she helping hand;
Else soon, too soon your helpless fate shall be, · Like me to suffer, and to fly like me.
Farewel, farewel, dear Caledonia's strand ! • Rough tho thou be, yet fill my native land; • Exild from thee I seek a foreign lhore, • Friends, kindred, country to behold no more! • By hard oppression driven, my helpless age “That should e're now, have left life's bustling. Nagę, • Is doom'd the ocean's boist'rous breast to brave, 4 In a far foreign land to feek'a grave. - And must Ileave thee then, my little cot! :3
LEON • Mine and my father's poor, but happy lot;1 · Were I have spent, in sweet content away, initab • Year after
has worn me grey,, ni Thou dear companion of my happier life, • Now to the grave gone down, my virtuous wife! vi • Twas here you rear'd with fond matemal pride, • Five concly fons ;' three for their country died, • Two yet remain, sad remnant of the wars!", • Without one mark of honour but their scars, " Yet live to see their fire denied a grave • In lands his dear lov'd children died to save!.
Yei Nill in peace and safety, did we live, 99..? In
peace and safety, more than wealth can give;61: • My two remaining boys, with Qurdy hands,
Reard the scant produce of our rugged lands; • Scant as it was, no more our hearts desir’d, * Nor more from us, our generous lord requir’d.
• Feed on, my
flocks! in health and safety feede • The worst that ye can suffer is to bleed; • Oh! that the butchering knife were all my
fear, • How gladly would I lay and perish here! Come, come, my dog, they call me from the vale, And lo, the vessel spreads her swelling fail:
Farewel!.-Farewel!" awhile his hands he wrung And oʻer his Ataff in filent forrow hung, Then casting many a lingering look behind, Down the steep mountain's brow begun to wind,
love, and began to adduce my examples (and I had fome to adduce from genleel life too), he laughed at me, and said he fufpected he was in company with a poet. With respect to matrimony, it was an offspring of religion; and the obligations of religion ought never to be mens tioned to a man poffeffing the least liberality of sentiment. Thus, my dear Spec, instead of a blessing, this liberality of fentiments so much talked and boasted of, is one of the greatest mental curses that could befal this country. The man who regards nof the obligations of religion, but as they are enforced by human laws, setting afide those laws, would regard no obligations at all. He would act in the manner he now argues, that is, according to the dietates of his own reafon; and he would feldom be at a lofs to find a reason for doing many things which, as times go now, would prefently bring him to the gallows, I believe the whole matter may be resolved into an affe&tation of fingularity; and I am firmly persuaded, that did the bulk of the people, commonly called the vulgar, profess these liberal ideas, as they are called, Volaire's works world directly become as unfathionable as the Pilgrim's Progrefs, and nothing would disgrace religion so much as the general conduct of the liberal minded clergy!
But I must not pursue any further a fubject on which four-fifths of my readers and I shall never agree; and which nine-tenths of them care nothing about. I shall only add, it is a matter much to be lamented, that in order to be a genteel fellow, a man muft.entertain ideas derogatory to heaven and to himfelf.
To the NEW SPECTATOR, Dear Spec!
I was, a few evenings ago, in comparry with what is called a gerobeed felbow and we had much discourse about love, a little about matri. mony, and a little less about religion. There is fome difference between a gentcel fellow, and a pretty fellow. The gentcet fellow has the advantage. He can discourse of any thing, though indeed his conversation is generally common place; whereas your pretty fellow can discourse on very few fubje&s, and those the most trivial you can conceive. It is astonishing how few people think for themselves, or, thinking for themselves, contradict their own sentiments, in order to retail those of others, who, blefied with a little more impudence, contend, that they are never in the
wrong. From the conversation of this genteel fellow, I presently learnt that he confidered real love as a thing quite out of nature; matrimony as a bore; and religion as priestcraft, To support these opinions, ho quoted or pretended to quote Voltaire, and his numerous followers, and adduce cxamples from genteel life to illustrate his pó. sitions. When I contended, that it was out of thc sphere of genteel fellows to judge of true
It is at the particular request of an American gentleman, that I insert the following petition, which is not only ingenious in itseif, but entirely meets my idea on the fubje&, and is the production of a gentleman now resident at Button in New England.
To the Right Ivorshipful Company of CRITICS,
The humble petition of discarded U. Sheweth,
That whereas from time immemorial your petitioner hath found fufficient employment for himself and numerous fainily, in the service of authors of all ages and all degrees, whether ancient or modern, lively or duft, serious or comical ; all of whom have, till lately, testified the utmost approbation of his faithful
services; and whereas your petitioner hath always demeaned himself in an huinble and submislive manner to all those with whom he has been connected; and though he is, by virtue of the most unquestionable authority; one of those five captains * appointed to command the numerous companies into which the Alphabetical Regiment is divided, yet has he never usurped the rights of his brother officers, nor intruded himself into those divilions where he has not always been invited. Your petitioner here begs leave to remark, that though he may have been frequently seen, and heard, in the undistinguishable corps of Cambro-British pronouns t, yet has he always been rudely thrust in against his own judgment and inclination, and therefore in such cales, presumes he will be considered to speak the language of the times) as a pressed man, and not as a volunteer. Your oppressed petitioner is now, without the least provocation on his part, banishled from favor, divested of fplendor, and deprived of his share of honor: nor' is this all ; his enemies endeavor, at every opportunity, to abate his ardor, and to cast a damp on his fervor : his labors have been represented as useless, and his pretensions to candor construed into impertinence ; even his den:eanor, which he has always endeavoured to regulate by the strictest rules of propriety, has been branded with presumption and affectation. Your petitioner would appear tedious, w
were he to enumerate the many injuries he has lately received from reforming pedants and innovating coxcombs; not to mention the whole tribe of fcribbling females, and illiterate men of fashion : he therefore humbly hopes that your worthips will take these premises into consideration, with your usual candour, and endeavour to reinstate the perfecuted U in the lawful pofsellion of the favours and honours he formerly enjoyed. Your petitioner will then exert himself with the utmost vigour and ardour to afford general satisfaction, and hopes that the fervour of his labour, added to the modesty of his demeanour,
will enable him to counteract the humour of the whimsical, to frustrate the rigour of the envious, and to moderate the rancour of the malicious.
With a full assurance that your worships will graciously condescend to grant the request of the much-injured U, your petitioner, as in duty bound, shall ever pray, &c. &c. &c.
Bu Li A. Last night arrived an Air Balloon Extraor: dinary from Bulia, wiih dispatches for your SPECTATORSHIP,
which forwarded herewith: From some verbal conversation I have had with rny long-bearded friend, I find that the state of Bulia improves daily; of this I trust the dispatches will give you the particulars, and that you will make them known to your readers. The Retsinim encreases in estimation amongst the people, " who regard him as an instrument of provitience intervening between them and destruction, and preserving them from the machinations of the Desperadoes.
Of this I am very glad to hear, as I mean speedily to revisit Bulia myself; and wish to find it divested of that confusion which reigned in it during my former residence there. Reynardam, it seems, has been imposing new doctrines on the Etanes, respecting Rexman's right of putting a period to their deliberations; by which it is further discovered what werë his defigns on the Bulian constitution, had he retained that power which he so strangely acquired, and his loss of which yet affords matter of rejoicing to every Bulian who loves his country!
CORRESPONDENCE, I have received several letters from persons who justly supposing your Spectatorship to be a great cafuift, propound some 'pertinent, and many impertinent queries. Amongst the former, a gentleman seriously enquires your opinion respecting
Wij C H E $ and contends that there must be such; because laws have been made against them. I shall leave it to you to answer him; and shall only give him the opinion of a very learned lawyer on the subject.
• The law against witches does not prove " there be any; but it punishes the malice of “i those people, that use such means, to take " away men's lives. If one should profess that " by turning his hat thrice, and crying Buz; - he could take away a man's life (though in - truth he could do no such thing,) yet this “ were a just law made by the state, that who“ soever should turn his hat thrice, and cry 6 Buz, with an intention to take away a man's “; life, shall be put to death."
HANDSOME W i Å E. Tre gentleman who complains of the anxiety he suffers on account of his wife's beauty, would
* The five vowels.
+ Alluding to the Welch orthography and pronunciation of hur.
do well to reflect that it is a tax he must necelsarily pay, if he has been imprudent enough to marry for beauty only. The author I have already quoted fpeaks well on this subject.
“ He that hath a handsome wife, by other men " is thought happy; 'tis a pleasure to look upon “ her, and be in her company; but the husband 66 is cloy'd with her, We are never content " with what we have.--'Tis reason a man that “ will have a wife, should be at the charge of - her trinkets, and pay all the scores she lets on “ him. He that will keep a monkey, 'tis fit " he should pay for the glasses hę breaks."-I think it needless to add any thing to such reasoning as this: P. T. must, therefore, make the best he can of a bad bargain.
The lecond part of the Political Prebend is under consideration. The author has been somewhat too fevere on the Fox-hunting 'Squire, who, notwithstanding his brutality, is at least, an honest fellow. The same observation may be applied to the Borish Innkeeper; but of these hereafter. The modern Duellist, a poem,
many good sentiments, but too inaccurately expressed for publication.
I TRUST your SPECTATORSHIP will favour us with such particulars respecting the present amusements at Buxton and Matlock Baths, as may be worthy of notice; and that you will as speedily return to Town as your health and avocations will permit. I am, Dear Spec! Your faithful,
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New SPECTATOR has been postponed to the present time for a variety of reasons, which my good friends, the Public, have nothing to do with; and, therefore, I shall not trouble them with a recital of transactions, the perufal of which can afford them neither profit nor amusement.
It has, indeed, been intimated to me, that I should apologize for my negleet, and resume my labours with a handsome introductory address; but where no injury has been sustained, no apology can be necessary; and prefaces, introductions, dedications, and complimentary addresses are quite out of my way.
It is sufficient to say, that I quitted the public stage only for a time; “ we have our exits and our entrances;”longer, and I and my readers must make our final exit: before the curtain of fate shrouds me from the world, I would add something to my labours, and take a friendly farewel.
At present, I must direct my attention to my correspondents, all whose favours now lie before me, and remind me of the tongues at Babel, such is the variety of their languages, though they all mean to speak good English. From these
letters I am enabled to judge of the objects of general attention: my male correspondents dwell chiefly on balloons and politics; my female friends on love and fashions. With balloons and politics I have very little to do; with fashions still less, but with love a great deal; and surely at my age, I ought to know something of the matter.
The lady who signs herself EXPLORATIO, has my warmest acknowledgments for communicating a practicable scheme, the adoption of which would certainly tend to the relief of the most unfortunate part of her own sex; and I shall take the earliest opportunity of laying it before the public, with such observations as may occur to me on the subject. SentIMENTAL epistles, on
a variety of subjects, are received from CAROLINE, Sophia, Maria, &c. &c. I can only inform these ladies, that I think myself honoured by their correspondence; and seriously recommend to them the praftice of those virtues which they praise so elegantly.
I am much amazed at the receipt of a letter, in a female hand, complaining of Signor LUNARDI, whom I have always understood to be a great