Day.

In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half-hung,
The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung,
On once a flock-bed, but repair'd with straw,
With tape-tied curtains, never meant to draw,
The George and Garter dangling from that bed,
Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red;
There, victor of his health, of fortune, friends,

And fame, this lord of useless thousands ends!-Pope.

xv. John Ford, 1586, baptized, Agapetus (Pope), 536. d. Con

Cal. Ilsington.

17.

Bishop (Edward) Stillingfleet,
1635, Cranbourn.

stantinople.

Joachim Camerarius, the Elder,

1575, d. Leipsic.

William Molyneux, 1656, George Villiers, 2nd Duke of

Dublin.

Anthony de Rivarol, 1757,
Bagnols.

All birds that have crooked claws, have also a short neck and a broad tongue, and are imitative, as the Indian parrot, which becomes more loquacious when he has tasted wine. The asinine flux, if it descend into the lungs, the beast dies; but

Buckingham, 1687. d. Kirkby
Moorside. (Abbey.)

Joseph I. (Emperor) 1711.
Bishop (Benjamin) Hoadly,
1761. Winchester.

Henry Woodward, 1777.
Dr. Benjamin Franklin, 1790.
d. Philadelphia.
Dr. Erasmus Darwin, 1802,
Breadsall.

We travel to China to obtain

confined to the head, it is not clay for porcelain, as if we had

mortal.-Aristotle's Physicks.

Obits of the Latin Church.
St. Anicetus, Pope, 2d Century.
St. Simeon, Bishop of Ctesiphon,

and his Companions, Martyrs
in Persia, 341.

St. Stephen, of Citeau, 1134.

none ourselves; stuffs, as if we were destitute of stuffs; and a small herb to be infused in water, as if we had no simples in our own countries. In return for these benefits, we are desirous of converting the Chinese. Voltaire.

Truth, whether in or out of fashion, is the measure of knowledge, and the bu siness of the understanding.

Locke.

Methinks her patient sons before me stand,
Where the broad ocean leans against the land;
The slow canal, the yellow-blossom'd vale,
The willow-tufted bank, the gliding sail,

The crowded mart, the cultivated plain,

A new creation rescu'd from his reign.---The Traveller.

Acts.

THE inundation of the rivers at Dort, in Holland, which swept away one hundred thousand persons, and destroyed seventy-two villages, 1421. This city, which is built upon an island, is celebrated for its salmonfishery. The frost breaks at Paris, that had continued, with a slight intermission, from the first day of January, 1434. Snow fell in Holland for forty days successively during the same winter. In 1537, upon this day, the river Simeto, in Sicily, overflowed its banks, destroying five hundred houses with the neighbouring castles, and all the wood was uprooted by a storm.

The Spanish sovereigns, Ferdinand and Isabella, sign, at Santa Fé, their grant to Columbus, 1492, constituting him hereditary Admiral and Viceroy over all the islands and continents he should discover during his expedition, with the benefit of a tithe of the profits arising from the merchandise found within his admiralty.

A petition, signed by a poor man upon this day, is presented to King James at Theobalds, on his progress from Edinburgh to London, 1603. "Good king, let there be an uniformity in true religion, without any disturbance of papist or puritan. Good king, let there not be such delay and crafty proceedings in the law, and let lawyers have moderate fees. Good king, let no man have more offices than one, especially touching the law. Good king, look to thy takers and officers of thy house, and to their exceeding fees that peel and pole thy princely allowance."

A prodigious monster is born at Adlington in Lancaster, this day, 1613, with two bodies joined to one back. It was described by a reverend gentleman in a pamphlet entitled "Strange News."

The western tower of Hereford cathedral fell, 1786. The distribution of prize-money into eighths is settled by Government, 1793. The peace of Leoben is signed between Buonaparte and the Archduke, 1797. The Concordat, or code of religion, is published this day at Paris, 1802. The Horticultural Society in Regent Street is incorporated, 1808. Were I in England now, there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man. I do now let loose my opinion, this is no fish but an Islander.---Trinculo.

Day.

It shall be fickle, false, and full of fraud;
Bud and be blasted in a breathing-while;
The bottom poison, and the top o'er-straw'd
With sweets, that shall the truest sight beguile :
The strongest body shall it make most weak;
Strike the wise dumb, and teach the fool to speak.

Births.

Venus' Prophecy.

Deaths.

Archbishop Theobald, (Abbot of
Becco), 1161.

John Leland, 1552. London.
Lewis Alamanni, 1556. d. Am-
boise.

John Fox, 1587. Cripplegate.
Robert Parsons, 1610. Rome.
Peter Kirstenius, 1640. Upsal.

Sir Symonds D'Ewes, 1650.
John Graunt, 1674. St. Dun-

stan's.

does beauty admiration, which
only lasts while the warmth con-
tinues: but virtue, wisdom,
goodness, and real worth, like
the loadstone, never lose their
power. These are the true
graces, which, as Homer feigns, George, Lord Jeffreys, 1689. d.
are linked and tied hand in
hand, because it is by their
influence that human hearts are
so firmly united to each other.
Burton.

Obits of the Latin Church.
St. Apollonius, the Apologist,
Martyr, c. 186.

St. Laisrean (or Molaisre),
Bishop of Leighlin, d. 638.
St. Galdin, Archbishop of Milan,

d. 1176.

Tower.

Alexander Lainez, 1710. d.
Paris.

Madame Bontems, 1768. d.
Paris.

Charles Pratt, Earl Camden,
1794.

They that govern most make least noise. You see when they row in a barge, they that do drudgery work, slash, and puff, and sweat; but he that governs, sits quietly at the stern, and scarce is seen to stir.-Selden.

Look upon this picture, and then on this; the counterfeit presentment of two brothers.

Hamlet.

Then shalt thou see the dew-bedabbled wretch
Turn, and return, indenting with the way;

Each envious brier his weary legs doth scratch,

Each shadow makes him stop, each murmur stay:

For misery is trodden on by many,

And being low, never reliev'd by any.---Venus and Adonis.

Acts.

THE church of St. Nicaise, at Rheims, is founded by the architect Hugo Libergier, 1229; which, however, was not completed until the beginning of the fourteenth century, by Robert de Courci.-Eleanor, daughter of Edward II. departs this day, to consummate her espousals with Reginald, 2d Earl of Gueldres. The journey of this Princess terminated at Verfeil, the 26th of July, 1332 :-her expenses amounted to £42. Shakspeare's poem of " Venus and Adonis" is entered this day, 1593, by Richard Field, an eminent printer, who was a native of Stratford. This first heir of our poet's imagination, which it seems obtained the palm in the race with Marlowe's "Hero and Leander," was dedicated, in a brief and elegant address, to the famous Earl of Southampton. We find, from a manuscript payment of 12d. for the Survey of France and the "As present poem, that on the 12th of June it was in circulation. the soul of Euphorbus," saith Meres, in 1598," was thought to live in Pythagoras, so the sweet, witty soul of Ovid lives in mellifluous and honey-tongued Shakspeare: witness his Venus and Adonis."

Sir Henry Wotton writes from Eton College to the young Milton, just previous to his continental excursion, 1638: “It was a special favour, when you lately bestowed upon me here the first taste of your acquaintance, though no longer than to make me know, that I wanted more time to value it, and to enjoy it rightly. Since your going, you have charged me with new obligations, both for a very kind letter from you, dated the sixth of this month, and for a dainty piece of entertainment that came therewith; wherein I should much commend the tragical part, if the lyrical did not ravish with a certain Doric delicacy in your songs and odes, wherein I must plainly confess to have seen yet nothing parallel in our language ipsa mollities.... Now, sir, concerning your travels, I should think, that your best line will be through the whole length of France to Marseilles, and thence by sea to Genoa, whence the passage into Tuscany is as diurnal as a Gravesend barge."

The thoughts close and the countenance loose will go safely over the world.

Italian oracle.

The convent bells are ringing,
But mournfully and slow;
In the gray square turret swinging,
With a deep sound, to and fro.
Heavily to the heart they go!
Hark! the hymn is singing-

The song for the dead below,

Or the living who shortly shall be so!-Parisina.

So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him!-King Henry VIII.