to the blending of the useful and the original to 'evaporate.-The Notesy pleasing; the engravings, which are which are numerous, and replete with very numerous, are exceedingly well classic information, will be found useexecuted; and the work, on the whole, ful and interesting. has our hearty approbation.

Gradus ad Cantabrigiam: or, A Diflios, Sele&t Odes of Anacreon, with Critical ary of Terms, Academical and Colloquial,

Annotations. To wbich are added, or Cant, which are used at ibe UniverTranslations and Imitations of other sity of Cambridge. With a variety of Ancient Authors. By the late Rev. curious and entertaining Illuftrations. Hercules Younge. Small 8vo. pp. 1676

Small 8vo. pp. 139. This is a pofthumous publication by This collection, evidently made by a the Rev. Robert Drought, a relative of person well acquainted with the subject the deceased Author, of whose respect. įhat he elucidates, will afford the reader able life Mr. D. has prefixed a brief, agreeable amufement for a few leisure þur pleasing, account.

bours. Whether with or without proAs became the clerical character, vocation we know not; but here and Mr. Younge has been careful in his there, we think, the Author sketches selection, and chaste in his translation; with a degree of asperity, that would though now and then, in order fo to scarcely be expected from a writer be, he may, perhaps, be thought to wholly unbiased by prejudice. have suffered some of the spirit of the

THEATRICAL JOURNAL.

has this month transpired, that John laid by Sidney and Tandem to make

Philip Kemble, Esq. late Acting Merton drunk (Tandem having been Manager at Drury-Lane, has purchased invited, at Sidney's request, to dine a share in the property of Covent with them).. Merton, in a state of ine. Garden Theatre, for the sum of 24,000l. briety, insults Mary, the daughter of

Farmer Woodland. Having recovered APRIL 16. A new Comedy was pre- from his intoxication, he feels deep refented at Drury-Lanç Theatre, under morse for his conduct, and, to expiate. the title of " THE MARRIAGE Pro- bis offence, determines to offer Mary MISE;" of which the characters were his hand : for this purpose he writes to thus represented :

Woodland, and gives the letter for deCharles Merton Mr. C. KEMBLE.

livery to Tandem, who is distressed at Sidney Mr. DWYER.

finding his master in correspondence Tandem Mr. BANNISTER,

with Woodland, whom he has previ. Consols Mr. DowTON.

ously orilered to be arrested for rene George Howard Mr. Pope.

due, on his having refused him his

daugliter.-Mrs. Harvey, a gentlewo. Farmer Wood-}

-} Mr.P.
Mr. PALMER.

man reduced to great distress, hayPolicy Mr.HOLLINGSWORTH ing retired with her daughter Emma Jefferies Mr. POWELL.

to a cottage granted her by the late Mr.

Merton, an intimate friend of her de. Mrs. Howard Mrs. POWELL.

ceased husband, Captain Harvey, reMrs. Harvey Mrs. SPARKS.

ceives notice that her agent, who held Emma Harvey Mrs. JORDAN.

the remnant of her fortune in trust, has Mary Woodland Mils MELLON.

failed; and the lease of her cottage hay. The following is a sketch of the Fable: ing expired at the time young Merton

Charles Merton arriving at his late fa. takes poffeffion, her daughter Emma ther's mansion, to take possession of his resolves to wait on bim to intercede for estate, with the companion of his travels, her mother. In this interview Merton Sidney, a young man of dissipated man: feels the interest of a lover, and is in vers, is met by Tandem, a whimtical despair when he reflects on his promise chiaracter, who has acted as his father's made to Mary Woodland. From this 1łeward, and from whose knavery and incident the Play takes its title. tricks inuny incidents arise. A plot is. To refer to another part of the plot,

Consols,

Consols, an old Stock Broker, very The construction of the Piece is fim. vich, arrives in the village, accompanied ple, and of genuine English growth; the by his clerk Policy, to whom he vie. incidents are pleasing and probable; the clares, that his immense wealth rather diction is, for the moit part, natural and makes him miserable than happy, and appropriate, often patheticand brilliant; that he is resolved to part with some of and the sentiments are moral, manly, it to relieve the neceflities of the w- and impressive. The characters are fortunate. He enters the cottage of well drawn; anrt, though poffelling George Howard, by whom he is kindly not very strong claims to originality, treated and relieved, Howard suppoling there is yet something like novelty in him in distress. In the mother of the parts of Tandem and Consols. Some Howard, Contols finds a lost daughter, good remarks on the lubject of duelling who, having heen privately married to occurred in one part of the piece ; the father of Charles Merton, is involv. and in another the following parlage ed in distress by his having neglected was much applauded : Emma Harvey, her, and married again. From there thinking very differently from her mccircumstances many interesting lituse ther, who views their ditress with an Lions ari'e. Merton becomes acquaint. eye of despondency, conforts herself ed with his father's turpitude hy means thus:-"Old age views only the dull of a letter fupposed to have been write and gloomy side of the landscape, øvhere ten with his dying hand, recommend. nodding rocks and dreadful precipices ing Mrs H. and ber fon to his care. threaten the timid traveller with deGeorge Howard, incensed at Merton's Itruction; but my youthful fancy sees conduct to Mary Woodland, to wliom a delightful path, bedecked with fraghe is himself itrongly attached, chale grant thrubs and beauteous flowers, lenges him: they meet, but are pre- through which the Cherub Hope leads vented fighting by an old servant, who the pleased wanderer to happiness and was in the secret, and declares them to joy." be brothers. Merton receives the hand The performers thronghout exerted of Emma Harvey, whilst Mary Wood. their best talents; the Piece was reland beitows her's on George Howard, ceived with general approbation, and and thus the piece concludes.

has since continued to draw crowded This Comedy is the avowed produc- houses. tion of Mr. ALLINGHAM, Author of The Prologue was spoken by Mr. two pleasant and popular After-pieces, Dwyer, and the Epilogue by Miss called Fortune's Frolics, and 'Tis all a Mellon ; but in neither did we discover Farce.

any itriking excellence,

TO THE EDITOR OF THE EURO. ingenious annotations were mentioned, PEAN MAGAZINE.

and some of them quoted, in my tranfiaSIR,

tion of the “ Balia," informs is, that IN the poetical department of the Joannes Dellius Rufticius, in the fol

XXXIXth volume of your Miscel- luwing Elegiac Poems, breathes no. · Jany *, I endeavoured to give the Eng- thing more than the genuine feelings lith reader fome idea of " The Killes of his heart. " It is a simple tale ot Joannes Dellius Rufticius, surnamed of private woe (says he); or, rather, the Hermit." I have lately amused the effusions of a mind under the myte)t in translating “ The Tears" · presure of calamity. It is, also, a of the faine Author; a work written tale of truth (continues cur venerable under peculiar circuinítances of sorrow, Critic); for neither in the order of

Those readers who felt themselves infertion, nor in the emotions expressed, interested in his affeation for Julia, is there a fingle deviation from that. will not, I fiarter myself, refuse to principle." drop the tear of sympathy over the A work written in the hour of affliction, following Elegies. That learned com- under the fole hope of alleviating its mentator Fuzzillius Bumguitus, whole effects on the heart, cannot be fupposed • See from February to May (inclusive) for 1801.

ELEGY I.

to contain any adventitious ornaments The fated child of low-consuming woe, to captivate the imagination.

In artless strains his mournful tale Of its language I have only to observe, should fing;

[flow, that if it should not poffers that ele. And, whilft he bids the plaintive numbers gance and harmony which characterises Strike, with the foftelt touch, the fooththe produ&tions of our first-rate Bards; ing string. let the reader call to mind the follow. The sky-lark's note, as, proud, she roars ing lines, from a poem, of which (Dr. in air,

[fpair. Johnson says), “ There is not a more Would ill express poor Philomel's defublime, or more elegant, funeral poem to be found in the whole compass of English literature. " Grief, unaffected, suits but ill with

Confined to bis Bed, in Consequence of ar

Accident which befel kim very early in art, « Or flowing numbers with a bleeding

Life, the Author bewails bis unbappy heart."

Situation. Tickel, on the Death of Addison. Within a chamber's melancholy space, I am not unmindful, Sir, that, amidst the Behold a victim of Misfortune lies!

almost unexanıpled scenes of general Around his couch, see many a grief-full calamity which now overwhelin Eu

face!

[Pity rise! rope, tew are the individuals whole And, oh! what pray'rs from Love and stories are fufficiently interesting to Forbear, my friends, to weep! for bear! attract public attention; and that the torbear!

(own: individual sufferings of one who exiited To know thy sorrows aggravates my five hundred years since cannot expect Rettrain, alas ! each unavailing tear, much lvmpathy *. However, Sir, as the

And leave me, leave me, to lament impression of national calamities often alone! passes away with the battle, or the itorin that gave it birth, I am willing

O close the door! O leave me to repose ! to hope that, during the paules which

- The weeping train, with ling'ring the Genius of Nations makes in her

lieps, depart;

(woes, tale, there may yet be found lonie And now, in fecret, will I mourn my moments, wherein the following Ele

And vent the anguish of my bleeding

heart, gies may be peruled, without lediening the stock of patriotism, or itealing too Flow on, my eyes, with never-ceasing much time from the performance of tears!

(to mourn! important duties, and more utetul pur- Mourn on, my heart, for thou hast caule suits,

To grief devoted in my earliest years ! I remain, Sir,

From all the charms of life untimely Your obedient humble servant,

torn! THE TRANSLATOR. See, from my cheek its wonted bloom is Cottage of Mon Repos,

fled!

(grown! near Canterbury, Kert.

Pale, and exhausted, lo my frame is

And, which way e'er I turn any wearied THE TEARS OF JOHN THE

head,

[itene! HERMIT.

The downy couch appears a bed of A SERIES OF ELEGIES,

Sweet sleep, ah! little soothes the long Written about Five Hundred Years fince,

long night; and now first translated from the Latin

Unkind deferter of the sons of Care! of JOANNES DELLIUS.

Around, the taper's dimly glimmering light

[spair Prefaratory Sonnet.

Aids the distracting visions of de. If nought but Fancy charms thee; When morn returns, alas! no change ! Reader, ! [ing fhell

[day; Fly the dull sounds of Grief's unvary- Refleís my night, and wretched is my Ah! Fancy never deigns to loiter nigh Nor aught amulive cails iny penlive The gloomy cave where Sorrow's mind, doom'd to dwelli

One litile moment, from itfelf away! • This was written before the Preliminaries of Peace were signed.

Come,

IN TWO BOOKS.

BOOK THE FIRST.

ELEGY II.

J. H.

mate mourn,

303 Come, gentle gales! inspire life's languid Ah no! for see what ruthless Fate has stream! (bed of pain !

done !

[in the race, Come, smiling Ease! and smooth the My limbs, that once were foremost Come, Hope! and lull me with some Have lost their active powers! are useless pleaong dream,

[again.

grown! [school-mate's face ! Or say, at least, I shall be bless'd And forrow much has chang'd thy Ah me! 'tis vain! nor Eafe, nor Hope, All! all farewell! Oh! long thall I dearise,

(woe!
plore

[skies! To smooth my couch, or mitigate my My cruel fortune, and upbraid the No scenes but those of forrow meet my Long dwell on pleasures I must feel no eyes! [loom'd me fo?

more !

(ments my lighs! Ahl wherefore, Fortune, halt thou Whole tweet remembrance but aug.

(To be continued.) The Author bids a Farewell to his favourite

EPIGRAM. Amusements, and to the Companions of bis Infant Paffimes.

ALAS! Religion," Spintext faid, and STILL on the grief.surrounded couch I'm

lighd;

(Aed." laid!

(grown eyes,

“ Alas! Religion has from Britain And, which way e'er I turn my dim

" I'm glad to hear it, Sir,” a wit No gleam of hope irradiates the thade,

replied ;

[her dead." Nor presage sweet of more indulgent

“ For, by your preaching, I conceivid Ikies !

April 1803. Doom'd from this chamber never to

SONNET, return,

[well ; Here let me bid my wonted joys fare

WRITTEN DECEMBER 1801. Each long-loft sport, cach ablent tchool. The ice-bound stream, the keenly

piercing blast,

[Inow, And all the anguish of my bosom tell. The leaflels trees, and hills attir'd in Farewell, ye verdant hills ! ye blooming

All loudly tell one anxious year has pait, plains !

[ro pure !

Since firit my bofom felt the throb of Ye Mhadowy woodlands! and ye airs Farewell, ye village-maids ! ye village. 'Twas then to perfect ease I bade adien, swains !

And anxious carts began my brealt to On the dear margin of my native Dure!

rend;

[I knew; Ah! parent Dure! no more I hear thee

'Twas then the pangs of parring firit flow!

(wave!

Pangs that the choicest gifts of Heav'n

attend. My eyes no more behold thy waters No more, to 'scape the lun's meridian Tho'few the comforts mortals can possess, glow,

(lave! Yet fage Experience this sad truth deI plunge, 'delighted in thy stream to clares,

(less, Farewell, ye banks! where oft, at morn.

That each revolving year will make them ing's dawn, (born child;

And, in their place, will lubititute I sought the role of spring the firitOr, loitering o'er the daily-mantled lawn, If flattering Hope did not this tale deny, Cullid each sweet flow'set for my gar. Say, Who would with to live, or fear to land wild !

die? Farewell, ye birds, on freedom's wings

J. H. that rove!

(brood ;

A HAPPY REVIEW.
Ne'er did this hand moleft thy callow
Ne'er hang the limed-twig in the voca! In my youth I was careless and gay,
grove,

[food! Freely joining in Pleature's career; Nor pluck the berry Nature meant thy 'Twas the Spring-time of lite-it was Farewell, my play-mates, in the meadow

May,

[year, green!

[there,

And ne'er thought of the date of the My lov’d companions! ftill assembling But to Vice's allurements not prone, 'Tis mine no more to thare each sportive Busy Love whisper'd loft in my ear, scene,

(care! " There's no comfort in living alone, With agile feet, and Ireart devoid of And pray look to the date of the year."

My

woe.

new cares.

a

My fond heart gave affent, beating high,

TO THE SPRING.
And acknowledg'd the maid that was

BY THE REV. R. HENNAH.
dear :
Ready Hymen foon falten'd the tie-
Ever bleit be the date of that year!

With unskill'd hand of late and feeble

string Many summers rolled on full of joy;

I fung the daily, harbinger of spring; Many winters that never were drear : Whole head inclining to the solar ray, And oft-times or a girl or a boy

Greets the lone traveller on bus weary Gave delight to the date of the year.

way.

[-lain; Bred in harmony, virtue, and truth,

Then Glence reign'd o'er all the wat'rý Happy faces around me appear ;

Winter Itill check'd each little warbler's And the grateful affections of youth

Itrain :

[ter'd vale; Prove a balm to the date of the year. Mute was the grove, and mute the thelWhile old friends, full of tense, taste, and

N, mingled concert floated in the gale.

But now another lcene arrelts the night;: knowledge,

The helds look gay, the woods are all Sweeten lite with attachment fincere;

delight: And the stories of school and of c:llege Seem improv'd from the date of the

From every hedge the self-taught longiters

cheer, year:

With hymns of gratitude the coming year, Thus I've liv'd till my hair is grown The linnet carols o'er the furze-clad hill; grey,

The blackbird's notes the neighbouring And itill pleasantly move in my sphere; vallies fill;

[throng, For December is cheerful as May, Pensive and flow, among the tunetul And content marks the date of the year. At intervals is heard tire wood-dore's

F. N.

long; And far above, deep buried in the sky,

The lark's clear notes come foftened from SONNET

on high : ON THE MUCH-LAMENTED DEATH OF While Echo, to her favorite rocks retird, WILLIAM COWPER, ESQ..

Repeats the trains by love and joy ini. (pired.-

(praile, AUTHOR OF THE TASK, &c.

But when all Nature's fons unite their Whose chaste and elegant Productions And to the all-bounteous God glad pæans

will ever be entitled to our Adiniration, while Sublimity, Iinagination, Shall Man alone neglect his grateful lay? and Pathos, are regarded as the charac- Or, bleft the moit, leis ready homage pay? teristical Ornaments of poetic Composi- Alas! this season of delight and joy, tion.

Mankind to harrats fellow-men employ:

The balmy breeze, the inufic of the grove, bands unfeen, to fhield bis earthly To thein ípeak death, not scenes of peace bed [iurt bend,

and love! (Where weeping virtues o'er his cold

For now, when Sol reviving nature

warins, And mourn the early doom of their Again all Europe sounds with war's loved friend), (be spread.

alarms;

[thine; Shall sweetelt flow'rs of earliest bloom

Again the fields with gleaming armour Here thall the village-maids and youths Again the iwains dometi ic twee is refign: repair;

[to grieve, Reitiain'd alone by winter's ftern comHere tall the kindred soul that loves

mand,

(murd'rous hand! Still linger o'er his fylvan grave at Sheath'd w was the fword, and tropp'd the

thall bear Alas! what hapless thou lands more may And weep his fate. The Red-breait here

fali, The hvary mols and flow'rs to deck the At mad Ambition's loud, imperious call. clay

[Peet's breait.

Once more Britannia's fons o'erspread the That Shields from mould'ring dews the

plain ; While penfive wand'ring thro’the mois.

Once more I see her navy on the main. grown way

(drett, At eve, the kindred Mufe, in Table But, Heaven avert the ward and grant

this Ille Breathes her dad dirges o'er his lifelets May yet again with Peace and Plenty.

[linile. clay,

[foul to relt. And hymns, with fainted voice, his

Plymouth, April 3, 1803.
April 16th.
R.

raise ;

BY

eve,