Turn up thine eyes on high,
There fairly standing,
See Malvern's highest hill,
All hills commanding ;
They all confess at will
Their sov'reign, Malvern-hill,

Let it be mighty still,

And praise the Lord.

When western winds do rock

Both town and country;

Thy hill doth break the shock,
They cannot hurt thee;

When waters great abound,
And many a country's drown'd,
Thou standest safe and sound,
O praise the Lord.

Out of that famous hill
There daily springeth,
A water passing still,
Which always bringeth,
Great comfort to all them

That are diseas'd men,

And makes them well again,
To praise the Lord.

Ilast thou a wound to heal, The which doth grieve thee; Come then unto this well,

It will relieve thee;

Noli me tangeres,

And other maladies,

Have here their remedies--
Prais'd be the Lord.

To drink thy water's store,

Lie in thy bushes ;

Many with ulcers sore

Many with bruises,

Who succour find from ill,

By money given still

Thanks to the christian will, O praise the Lord.

A thousand bottles there

Were filled weekly,

And many costrils rare,

For stomachs sickly;

Some of them into Kent;

Some were to London sent;

Others to Berwick went

O praise the Lord..

Curious facts of Doctor Johnson's Life and Conversation, collected from Mr. Boswell, and Mrs. Piozzi.

Doctor Johnson said, he always mistrusted romantic virtue, as thinking it founded on no fixed principle.-He used to say," that no man read long together, with a folio on his table. Books," said he,

that you may carry to the fire, and hold readily in your hand, are the most useful after all.' He was a great friend to books like the French Esprits d'un'tel-for example, Beautics of Watts, &c. &c. "at which," said he, "a man will often look and be tempted to go on, when he would have been fightened at books of a larger size, and of a more erudite appearance."

Being once asked, "if he ever embellished a story-"No," said he, "a story, is to lead either to the knowledge of a fact, or character; and is good for nothing, if it be not strictly and literally true."

Doctor Sumner of Harrow, used to tell this story of Johnson :-They were dining one day, with many other persons at Mrs. McCauleys-she had talked a long time at dinner, about the natural equality of mankind; Johnson, when she had finished her harangue, rose up from the table, and with great solemnity of countenance, and a bow to the ground, said to the servant, who was waiting behind the chair, "Mr. John, pray be seated in my place, and per. mit me to wait upon you in my turn, as your mistress says, you hear, we are all equal."

On the subject of death, Johnson used to say," that the boastings of some men, as to dying easily, were idle talk." Hawthornden's Cypress-Grove being mentioned to him, where it is said, "that the world. is a mere show, and that it is unreasonable for a man to wish to remain in the showroom, after he has seen it; let him go cheerfully out, and give place to other spectators." Johnson said, "Yes, sir, if

he is sure he is to do well after he goes out of it; but if he is to grow blind after he comes out of the show-room, and never to see any thing again; or if he does not know, whither he is to go next; a man will not cheerfully go out of a showNo wise man will be contented to die, if he thinks he is to go into a state of punishment: Nay, no wise man will be contented to die, if he thinks he is to go into a state of annihilation; for however unhappy any man's existence may be, he would yet rather have it, than not exist

room.

at all."

Epitaph on a Lady, who died of a Consumption at Bristol; by her IIusband.

Whoe'er like me, with trembling anguish brings,

His heart's whole treasure to fair Bristol's springs;

Whoe'er like me, to soothe disease and

pain,

Shall pour those salutary springs in vain ;