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By thee, we call past scenes again to view,
Thy faithful records, long impress'd retain, The sense of pleasure and of pain, i n
When pain or pleasure's o'er : To thee, how many comforts do we owe!. Without thee, love and friendship too,
Would give delight no more. :
When every present object fails to please, We recollect the hours of ease, ,
When pleasure did abound; Thus, we can trace the beauties of the
spring, And to our minds its fragrance bring,
When winter reigns around.
By thee, all knowledge we attain;
To learning's sacred lore;
Vain his attempts to soar.
In vain fair science spreads her ample
store, Turning instructive volumes o'er,
With modern learning fraught; Though all antiquity holds forth to view, Be represented to us too,
It will avail us nought.
E'en Tully's eloquence in vain would
charm, Or Plato's heavenly wisdom warm,
If traces none remain, Of what we read, or what attentive hear, The mind a desart must appear, ini Where memory does not reign..
0 Pow's Supreme !. froin whom alone ::
mankind Derive this faculty of mind,
Vouchsafe to hear my pray'r: All bad impressions from my 'breast 'rea'
move, Nor pught but what thou dost approve,
Be ever treasur'd there.
Eastern Insolence answered and
S a gentleman of the civili establishment at Bombay, being appointed by the governor and council, ambassador? to Hyder-Ally, to adjust the preliminaries of peace between hiin and the company, had, in consequence of such embassy, seves ral audiences and conferences. In one of these, at Hyder's Durbar, when he, like :Jupiter and his satellites, was surrounded: by his petty subbahs and naboblings, and : the subject of the proposed treaty was discussing Mr. S , had occasion to
mention the resources' of Great-Britain, &c. &c. &c. at which, one of Hyder's sycophants, with’an insufferable degree of contemptuous arrogance, demanded of Mr. S. who, and what was the King of Eng-". land? T'hey knew nothing of the King of England ; Mr. S. characteristical of Brio. tish spirit, replied ;. “ Sir, I answer no questions, but those of the nabob's ; but to satisfy your curiosity, and to correct the insolence which accompanies it-I will tell you in a few words, who the King of England is - The King of England is a . Prince, who has three hundred thousand of the finest troops in the world at command; ten thousand of whom, at any time, would make a conquest of your country, and you are to be thankful for your remoteness from his power, for your safety, in this replication :"_The upstart Asiatic, had the coup-de-grace to his impertinence, and was effectually silenced.
Monsieur De Tourneou, the elegant translator of Young's Night-Thoughts, sold the version for the very trifting sum of twenty-five louis d'ors, to a Madame Ducroné, who, at least, made sixty thousand livres of the work. Whilst De Tourneou was translating Young, and adding new energy to his native language, he was seldom indulged with a bed, to repose his wearied limbs on; he, and his wife, were often obliged to leave Paris before night, to seek the most convenient and hospitable hedge, in the environs of the capital—but, Milton, also knew misery in England...,
Observations on the Portuguese.
It is remarked, that one-third of the Portuguese nation, though they profess themselves to be catholics, are in reality Jews ; that there are an infinite number of them so, the following little narrative,