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broken his instrument, and abandoned music for ever, if he could have found any other means of subsistence.”
IMITATED FROM THE GREEK.
Cumberland Three cups of wine, a prudent man may take, The first of these, for constitution's sake; The second, to the girl he loves the best ; The third, and last, to lull him to his rest; Then, home to bed-but, if a fourth he pours, That, is the cup of folly, and not ours: Loud, nosiy talking, on the fifth attends; The sixth, breeds feuds, and falling out of friends. Seventh, begets blows, and faces stain'd with gore. Eighth, and the watch-patrole breaks ope the door. Mad with the ninth, another cup goes round, And the swillid sot, drops senseless on the ground,
Pigalle, the celebrated artist, who hadlaid by twelve louis'dors, for his journey from Lyons to Paris ; seeing one day a man, walking with visible marks of deep-felt sorrow in his countenance, boldly accosted him, and asked him" if he could any way relieve him." “ Ah, Sir !” exclaimed the stranger, “ for
want of ten louis'dors, I must be dragged this evening to a dungeon, and be separated from a tender and affectionate wife, and a numerous family."-" Is that all ?” replied the humane artist'; “ Come along with me, I have twelve of them in my trunk, and they are all at your service.”— " What a delicious supper,” said Pigalle, the next day to a friend who met him, and asked him " if it were true, that he was the person who had relieved the distresses of a poor man, as was publicly reported at Lyons :?” « Ah ! mon ami, What a delicious supper did I make last night upon bread and cheese, with a family, who blessed me at every mouthful they ate, which was moistened by the tears of gratitude."
In 'the rebellion, 1745, Mr. Thornton, (a Yorkshire gentleman,) raised at his own expence a body of horse, and although but newly married to a beautiful young we
man, headed it, and joined the king's army. After the battle of Culloden, he and his wife went to court, where being seen by the king, who had noticed Mrs. Thornton, was then accosted by the Monarch.
“ Mr. Thornton,” said his Majesty, “ I have been told of the services you have rendered your country, and of your attachment to me and my family, and have held myself obliged to you for both ; but I was never able to estimate the degree of the obligation till now, that I see the lady whom you left behind you."
Verses by Doctor Ekin, to the Rev. Mr.
Stephenson, on the Family of his Predecessor, removing from Barton.
* Your happier friends, on Barton's peaceful seat,
Farewel! lov'd plains, where first our childhood
stray'd, Dear scenes, once dear, by fond reflection made Farewel !--in vain, your verdant landscapes rise ; Fair lawns, in vain, salute our parting eyes : Set is that sun, whose all-enliv’ning ray, Improv'd our views, and gilt each smiling day. Taste, then my friend, what joy those scenes afford, Peace guide thy steps, and plenty crown thy board. What ! tho' with pain, I fly my natal home, My soul repines not, at thy happier doom; And tho' the tear of genuine grief will flow, Regret, not ENVY, points the sting of woe. Would'st thou the path of virtuous fame pursue, 'Still keep my Sire's example in thy view; Still open wide the hospitable door, To a meek, honest, and a grateful.poor : Spread true religion's pure unsully'd beam, Thyself the bright example of thy theme; Cherish the seeds, a pious hand hath sown, And make my father's blessing all thine own; When thou at length, his portion must resign, When, what was his, must be no longer thine ; May'st thou, like him, life's last sad load sustain, With mind unshaken, in the hour of pain : Death's call like him, undaunted may'st thou hear, And want . no son to mourn thy sacred bier."
ANECDOTE OF DOCTOR ROCK. He was one day standing at his door on Isudgate-Hill, when a regular bred physi
cian passed, who had learning and abilities, but not the success in his practice which he deserved.—“ How comes it,” (says he to the quack) - that you, without education, skill, or the least knowledge of the science, are enabled to live in the style you do? you keep your town-house, your carsiage, and your country-house; whilst I, allowed to possess some knowledge, have . neither, and can scarcely pick up a subsistence.” “Why, look you,” said Rock, smiling, “ How many people do you think have passed us, since you asked me the question ?” “ Why,” answered the doctor, “ perhaps, a hundred.” “ And how many out of that hundred think you, possess common sense ?”—“ Possibly, one," answered the doctor. “ Then,” said Rock, “ that one comes to you, and I take care to get the other ninety-nine.
ANECDOTE OF DOCTOR JOHNSON,
The animosity, which Dr. Johnson discovered on all occasions against Mr. Wilkes,