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collected, from different writers, many just and ingenious obfervations on the capacities of human nature; the powers of the mind; voice; the organs of fpeech; and the origin of language.

To render the art, of which he treats, univerfally useful, he thinks it" neceffary that fome ingenious young men fhould be inftructed and qualified to affift and fucceed the prefent profeffors, and that a fund fhould be established under the direction of proper managers, to be applied to the purpofe of educating those whofe parents are altogether unable to defray fuch expence, and to affift others who can afford a part, but not the whole, by which means, all the deaf, however scattered, might be collected, and taught, and confequently rescued from ignorance, from idleness, and from want."

There is nothing in this publication new or original, or that discovers any marks of genius. The object of it is, to celebrate the Academy of Meffrs. Braidwood; and, if poffible, to give them the command of the fund he talks of in the above quotation. Useful arts will never die away, as there will always be encouragement for their profeffors. Charity to the poor deaf and dumb is very commendable; and a fund for their education is much to be defired.

The author of this differtation does not subscribe his name to it, but he gives us to understand, that he is a PARENT. This is a very general account of himself indeed! There are very few men, arrived at mature years, who are not pa

rents. But this was deemed an interefting character; and it is of a piece with the whole of the publication, which looks eagerly to felf-intereft. It does not teach us how to inftruct the dumb in the knowledge of language; but proves that it may be done, and that Meffrs. Braidwood can do it!

ART. VII. Aurelia; or the Conteft: An Heroi-Comic Poem; in four Cantos. By the Author of Modern Manners. 4to. 2s. 6d. Dodfley.

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HE little piece we are now to examine, is a profeffed imitation of the incomparable Rape of the Lock. Like the chef d'œuvre of Pope, it has for its bafis a trivial incident of polite life; and it has one advantage over its celebrated model, that of inculcating a noble and invaluable moral. It is defigned to exhibit the abfurdity and baneful tendency of fashion and diffipation in the amiable fex; and the event, under which the agreeable author has chofen to couch the leffon he teaches, is that of the diffolution of the artificial complexion

complexion of a young lady, by the immoderate heat of a country-dances The incident is in the extremeft degree fimple; but it is the art of the poet, and moft of all in bur lefque compofition, to fhow how much he can adorn the moft infignificant fubject, and how far it may be extended without palling upon the reader som

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The most obvious of all ornaments, which was adopted by Pope, and has been employed by all thofe who came after him, is that of machinery. And in this lies the great ftrength of the Rape of the Lock. Not fo of the performance before us. We think the idea of Azael, a perfonage, who figures in the hiftory of Flavius Jofephus, as one of the offending angels, who, before the flood, became enamoured of women, and whom our author has made the genius of the toilet, is by no means fingularly happy. The gentleman, in .our opinion, would have made a more erect and refpectable figure, had he been totally stripped of all connexion with the Jewish hiftorian. But we must take the poem as we find it. The method then by which our author has elevated his fubject, is, by reprefenting it as the grand decifion of a conteft between the genius of the toilet, and the genius of female excellence, for the poffeffion of the charming Aurelia. Of course, the affair terminates to the advantage of the heroine. Such is the outline of the poem.

For the execution we must confefs, that the author does not deal much in those foft touches of the pathetic and tender appeals to the heart, which conftitute the principal ex-. cellence of the rival author of the Triumphs of Temper. But then, on the other hand, he has his advantages over Mr. Hayley. It is the common defect of the poets whose turn has been levity and ease, nor are even Butler and Anftey exempt from it, though they frequently burft upon us with beauties of the firft magnitude, to write for pages together in a ftyle altogether flat and infipid. But the fpirit of the author of Aurelia never evaporates. His compofition is in a high degree polished, and there is entertainment and animation in every line of it. It is impoffible to write in a more perfpicuous, flowing, and agreeable ftyle. His verfification is full of the richest harmony without feeblenefs, and echoes to the fenfe without profaic roughness. His conceptions are elegantly gay, and his allufions beyond meafure happy and po

Nor is he deficient in fome of the more important qualifications of a poet. His imagery is lively and diverfified; and he wantons in the luxuriance of defcription and the fertility of his fancy. His fimilies a longue queue, upon the model of Homer, which a certain French critic fo taftelessly condemned, and which are fo peculiarly proper in the heroiENGE. REV. Vol. III. June 1784. E e

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comic poem, are picturesque and beautiful. Perhaps however the thought of delineating common things, hair-pins, powder, caps, coaches, in novel expreffions, recurs fomewhat often, and is too much dilated.

But it is time the poet fhould be permitted to speak for himself. We will lay before the reader two extracts; one, in the line of polite gaiety, the other, in that of imagination. The first shall be the complaint of Aurelia, in the beginning of the poem, upon obferving that Florio, the prince of beaus, has left her, to follow the inferior charins of Flavia. "Alas, my faithful girl!" the Beauty cries,

"No fancied griefs have wak'd these heaving fighs,"
But base affronts, no belle unmov'd can see ;
Another fhares that homage due to me!

O may this fatal night through BRITAIN'S clime
Be mark'd with horror to remotest time!
Let no young VESTRIS on this night appear,
No PACCHIEROTTI ftrike the ravish'd ear,
No Rout, no Dance, no pleasure let it share,
Shunn'd by the fwains, and hated by the fair!
FLORIO, the gaudiest of the gaudy train,
Pert FLAVIA leads a captive in her chain;
Even he, whom nymphs the prince of beaus confefs,
The first in beauty, and the first in drefs;
The Graces join to form his courtly air,
Direct his fteps-and decorate his hair;
His breath more fragant than Sabean spice;
His teeth proclaim great HEMET's dentrifice!
No hardy youth his dictates dare oppose,
Or flight the buckle which his taste has chofe;
O think what grief a swain like this to hear
Pouring foft flatt'ry in a rival's ear;
He prais'd her bon-mots and her repartee,
And fcarcely faid a civil thing to me;
O how my tortur'd heart with anguish bled,
To fee him fmile at all the creature faid,
Though dull as jefts which city wits repeat,
Gothic and barbarous as the beef they eat!
He prais'd her tafte, admir'd her tangled hair,
Unfhap'd and hideous as the Ruffian bear,
Vile as the têtes that ftrike our wondering fight
At country boroughs on a race-ball night:
How could he ogle fuch a vulgar fhe!
How could he kneel to any nymph-but me!

When at the board the rattling dice were heard,
And kings and queens in painted pride appear'd,
Liftening to hear what beauteous FLORIO faid,
I, thoughtlefs, play'd a heart when fpades were led;
But when I mark'd his love-creating fighs,

And heard him fwear he liv'd by FLAVIA's eyes,

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Such rage, fuch grief absorb'd my vital powers,
As Sunday miffes feel when caught in showers,
Or traders, when their fhopmen, court the mufe,
Or fretful bards defam'd by both reviews,
Or parents, who the darling child inter,

Or modifh dames when mantua-makers err!
My looks, my tears, the fecret conflict tell,
Swift from my trembling hand the tea-cup fell!
O fee this milk-white fattin once fo gay,
Alas no ftreams can wash the ftains away!
O fee this milk-white fattin once fo fair,
This favourite fattin I no more can wear!
But what is fattin ftain'd, the faded flower,
Or rumpled gauze, compar'd to lofs of power?
What further ill can FORTUNE have in store,
When thus fhe bids a beauty reign no more?
To all the town another idol fhows,

To give new laws to fubjugated beaus !

And yet, methinks, fome joys may fure be found
Without this circle's fafcinating round;

At least we'll try-My proper garb prepare,

Awhile we'll quit this mind-enfeebling air,

Roam through the woods, or tread the fpangled mead,
Forget the toil of drefs, and learn to work and read.'

The fecond extract relates a vifion by which Aurelia is inftructed, fubfequent to her fatal difgrace.

And now before the virgin's mental eyes,

An arch of maffy filver feems to rife;
Twelve lofty pillars bear its fplendid weight,

On either fide appears an ivory gate,

Around the freeze foft flowers in many a fold

Twine careless, the bright cornice flames with gold ;
High on the top a fmiling Goddess fhone,

A fingle ruby blaz'd her burning throne ;

Her veft emits a many-colour'd ray,

And waving flames around her temples play;
Th' attractive crown a polifh'd magnet fhines;
A zone of radiant ftars her waist entwines;
And now flie waves her robe, erect the stands,
And wide, with graceful air, extends her hands;
Then thus, while round her mellow pipes rejoice,
And Doric flutes accompany her voice.

"Daughters of Earth, who crowd the plain below,
Whofe beating hearts for ADMIRATION glow,
Appear, behold her ready to attend,

And crown deferving worth; appear, afcend!"

Swift at the found unnumber'd bands are feen,
Roll through the arch and spread o'er all the green;
As when the stripling, whofe full hands proclaim
A prefent from the fond maternal dame,

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Stands on the turf and calls his youthful mates
To share the blushing fruit and candied cates,
They run, they fly, all ages round him croud,
Extends their hands and fupplicate aloud;
So, o'er the trampled grafs, the females fpeed,
And young and old run ftruggling for the meed;
Some throng the gates, but there th' impatient train
All pent together motionless remain ;

Some fix high ladders to the fhining wall,
Mount in the air, then, giddy, headlong fall;
Or while with lifted eye fome fair afcends,
The ladder yields, o'erthrown by female friends.
As diftant from the prefs AURELIA stands,
A form ethereal feems to grafp her hands;
A flattering mirror at her fide fhe bears,
And o'er her face a fmiling vizard wears;
"Why does the brightest beauty of the plain,'
She cries, 66 on yonder fabric gaze in vain ?
Draw near; to many a fair one have I fhown
A fecret path to ADMIRATION's throne;
Through that I'll guide thee now." A fleecy cloud
Receives and bears them o'er the busy crowd;
A maffy pillar now the airy guide

Strikes, the firm bafe obedient opens wide;

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They mount the narrow stairs; at length on high
Th' exulting nymph beholds the Deity,

She fprings to gain the prize, th' extended crown
She grafps-when, lo, precipitating down
Headlong the falls. A gloomy vault receives

The flumbering maid, who fcarcely thinks the lives;
The closing roof rejects the cheerful day,
One crevice only fhoots a feeble ray;
On the dank floor unfightly reptiles crawl,
And flimy tracks deform the rocky wall
Maffes of ice, in many a hideous form,

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Glare pendent, through rough arches howls the storm;
O'er beds of hemlock creeps a muddy ftream,
Which, boiling up, emits a fulphurous fteam:
In filent agony AURELIA lies,

And, trembling, lifts her heaven-imploring eyes;
Sudden quick-bursting thunders break-the cave
Nods-the blue lightning flashes on the wave;
A rufhing whirlwind fweeps along the ground,
Curls the black pool and heaves it o'er the mound
The pond'rous roofs crack-with the mighty fhock
The ice in fhivers flies-from the rent rock
An azure cloud defcends in circling fpires,
Soft as the ray that clothes th' angelic choirs ;
The curling volumes in the midft divide,
And roll in fleecy folds on either fide;
Beneath the lucid arch, in robes of gold,
A youth appears of more than mortal mould,

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