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peated in Palma to this day: which I do not wonder at, as every one who hears them must wish to remember them; and the heart must be hard indeed, that is not affected by their deep pathos. There is a bit of a pun however in the second stanza, which to understand you must remember that Palma fignifies a palmtree. As perhaps, to use a royal metaphor, your Spanish may be rufty, I shall subjoin a profe tranflation as literal as poffible,

Llorad las damas,

Affi Dios os vala,

Guillen Peraza;

Quedo, en la Palma,

La flor marchita

De la fu cara.

No eres Palma;

Eres retama:
Eres cypres

De trifte rama :
Eres defdicha;

Defdicha mala.

Tus campos rompan.
Triftes volcanos.

No vean plazeres

Sino pefares.
Cubran tus flores

Las arenales,

Guillen

Guillen Peraza!

Guillen Peraza!

Do efta tu efcudo?

Do efta tu lanza?

Todo la acaba

La mala adanza!

Let the ladies lament Guillen Peraza, as God fhall help them in their miferies, for in Palma the flower left his cheek.

Thou fatal ifle, art not Palma, a name fignificant of victory and joy; thou art a bramble; thou art a cypress of melancholy branch; thou art a misfor⋅ tune, a dreadful evil.

Let difmal volcanos burft thy fields. Let no pleafures be seen there: but forrows. Let fands cover all f thy flowers.

'Guillen Peraza! Guillen Peraza! Where is thy shield? Where is thy fpear? A fatal rashness destroyed all!'

THE fecond has not been published fo far as I know. It is an Indian fong, tranflated by John Nettles, a Cataba Indian, who learned English at the school founded by Sir Robert Boyle, at Williamsburg,

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I was walking thro the fhade of the grove in 'the morning dew. I met my fancy. She talked with her smiling lips to me. I gave her no answer. She told me to speak out my mind. Bashful face 'fpoils good intent. That cleared up my heart. But when my love is gone from my fide, my heart faints and is low.'

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Ndifference for fame is by no means to be regarded as a virtue. If defire of praise be a vice, it is a vice that is the author of many virtues; and we are glad to have rich grain, tho we use dung to produce it.

Ar the fame time I perfectly agree with you that common and univerfal applause is in the eyes of a man of wisdom, or even of true taste, a matter not to be wifhed. The praise of one fool or knave we should be ashamed of; furely then we ought infinitely more to despise that of an innumerable multitude of both. a man has vanity, his vanity itself ought to be rather offended than pleased at the incense arifing from the flowers of fuch weeds: even his vanity fhould have a better tafte, as Mr. Gray expreffes it,

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Praife,' fays Lord Bacon, is the reflection. of virtue: but it is as the glass, or body, 'which giveth the reflection. If it be from ⚫ the common people, it is commonly false and

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naught; and rather followeth vain perfons ⚫ than virtuous. For the common people understand not many excellent virtues: the lowest virtues draw praife from them; the middle virtues excite in them aftonishment or admiration; but of the higheft virtues they have no fenfe or perceiving at all; but fhews, and Species virtutibus fimiles, ferve best with them. Certainly fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and fwollen, and drowns things weighty and folid: but, if perfons of quality and judgement concur, then it is (as the Scripture faith) Nomen bonum inftar unguenti fragrantis. It filleth all round about, and will not eafily away for the odours of ⚫ointments are more durable than thofe of 6 flowers.'

So far this excellent writer, upon whofe eftimate of fame fome ill-natured reader may perhaps make this cenfure, that, if Lord Bacon had held popular applaufe in more reverence,

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