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fide, and woo the genius of the stream,” years in which he presided as Chairman in which excursion we shall have no of the Board of Agriculture. He has objection to accompany him.

explained the conduct of that re. A Summary Account of Leibnitz's Memoir, fpectable body in some points objected addressed to Lew s the XIVtb, recom

to them in a satisfactory manner, and mending to that Monarch the Conquest proved that they are intitled to the of Egypto as conducive to the establishing thanks of the public, for their exertions a supreme Authority over the Govern

in the public service. ments of Europe. 8vo.

Hints for the Improvement of the Irish “The unequivocal symptoms of a de- Fishery. By George N. W bately. Svo. termination in the French Government It appears from this interesting and to persevere in its views upon Egypt, valuable pamphlet, that the Irish Fith notwithstanding the stipulations of the ery, which might be rendered a source treaty of Amiens, and the interests of wealth, and the means of employwhich that treaty was intended to

ment for thousands of industrious secure, render ic of the utmost im- natives, is refrained in such a manner, portance, in the present state of public by lawless violence and ignorant preaffairs, that the nation should be ap. judice, as to produce small benefit to prised of the extent of those views, and the country, and little to individuals. of the circumstances that first opened to

The superior advantages of the tramthe ambition of France, those prospects mel net over the hook line mode of which the directorial and consular go- fishing, and the illegal opposition to vernments have so actively pursued.” the latter, seems to call loudly for The pamphlet before us contains the legillative interference. Ireland is fill outline of a plan drawn up by the cele. wanting in civilization for its happi brated German Philosopher, Leibnitz, nels, and in that alone. and presented to Lewis XIV, at the

An Obstacle to the Ambition of France; or, beginning of the last century, urging

Thoughts on the Expediency of Improving hiin to an expedition against Egypt, as

the political Condition of bis Majesty's the means of procuring for France an

Irish Roman Catholic Subjects. By absolute controul over all other powers

Thomas Newenham, Esg. Svo. of Europe. This extraordinary per

The Author of this Pamphlet, who formance, hitherto secluded from the

was a Member of the last Irish Par. inspection of the world, now makes its liament, here produces many strong first appearance, and completely deve- arguments in favour of the Roman lopes the views of France, which are,

Catholics'claim, at this juncture, to an as they always have been, hostile to this equal participation of political rights country, and demand more than ever

with their protestant brethren. He a firm and intrepid relitance. Leib

reason's with great temper and modenitz's memorial contains the whole ration, and enforces his claims in a fyftem of French politics respecting alient of an antagonist, though there is

manner that is calculated to obtain the Égypt, and calls for a very serious examination.

not much of novelty in what he has The Speech of the Right Honourable Lord friend to Ireland; and entertains the

advanced. He appears to be a true Carrington, delivered at the Board of consolatory persuasion “that the long Agriculture, on Tuesday, March 15, night of delusion is drawing to a close; 1803. Printed by Order of the Boards that his countrymen are beginning to 4to.

open their eyes to their true interelts, Lord Carrington, in this speech, and that Ireland will henceforth, intakes occasion to state and defend the stead of exhausting, infuse resistless most remarkable circumstances which vigour into that truly great nation with occurred during the three important which it is now indissolubly united."


MAY 19.

racter of Florantbe("MOUNTAINEERS""), MRS RS. GOODALL (after an absence of at the Haymarket Theatre, where the

some years) rejoined the London seems intended to take the lead in Comedians, and appeared in the cha- genteel Comery. She is a valuable


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acquisition to the Company ; who, ge- friend Valladio, cbtains some hour's nerally speaking, have given great parole, which he employs in an assignaSatisfaction to the town: Matthews, tion with his mistrets' Bellamanti

, in in the comic characters hitherto repre- her own apartments. At this 'interlented by Suett, Fawcett, and Ban- view he is surprised by his friend Val. nister, has established himself in the ladio, when an explanation takes place. Public favour; and Elliston is all but Livonia is discovered, to whom Alce. idolized. There is some acting in his roli renews his attachment, in which he Oktavian, that we think never was ex- is encouraged by the forgiveness of her ceeded in force and effect.

father; and Bellamanti, fully repentant Their Majesties have thown a mark., for the flirtations that she had indulged, ed patronage of Mr. Colman's new makes an ingenuous avowal of her scheme of an independent Company. faults, and is espoused by Valladio. Within three weeks after his coin. Such is the plot of a piece which has mencement, he was honoured with as the merit of just sentiment conveyed many Royal Commands.

through the medium of neat and classi27.. At Drury-lane Theatre, for the cal language, with some good situations Benefit of Mrs. Glover, a New Come- and incidents. It has, indeed, no great dy, called “The High ROAD TO Mar- ítrength of character, nor much huRIAGE" written by Mr. SKEFFINGTON, mour, to recommend it; but it is light (Author of The Word of Honour) was and airy in its dialogue, and exhibits performed for the first time, the prin- some elegant specimens of wit, particu. cipal characters being thus represented: Tarly in å defence of the Ladies' privia Valladio Mr. POPE.

lege of talking. A beautiful air of GeAlceroli Mi. RUSSEL.

miniani's, adapted hy Kelly, was in.
Lodovico Mr. DuWTON. troduced; and a fandango minuet, by
Manlaletto Mr. COLLINS. Byrne and the fascinating De Camp,
Bellamanti Miss De CAMP. was generally encored.
Livonia Mils CAMPBELL. Mr. Skeitington, the Author of this
Dorinna Mrs. GLOVER. piece, has fewn himself an elegant

The scene lies at Ravenna; and the writer'; but as Comedies, his Dra-
business of the plot commences with a mis seem to want strength of cha'.
letter received by Lodovico, the Go racter and force of humour. If we
vernor of Ravenna, from his friend the might advise hin, it would be to try
Governor of Modena, acquainting him his hand at Englith Opera, in which
with the elopement of Livonia, bis line we think he would be inore suc.
daughter, with the Count Alceroli, cessful.
who had, as it was imagined, killed Mrs. Glover, who had acted the
his rival in an affair of honour. The Chambermaid in the Coinedy with
inttructions given to Lodovico are, to great cruth of character, displayed the
arielt both the parties, and keep them versatility of her talents, by aliuming,
prisoners in his calle. Livonia has, in The Maid of the Oaks, the elegant ain's
however, in a degree, anticipated the of Lady Bib Lardoon, which the per.
intentions of her father, by flying for formed with admirable spirit. Nor
refuge to Ravenna, and, as a itranger, thould we pass over in silence the part
placing herself under the protection of of Hurry, as represented by Mr. Rujel.
Bellainanti, the daughter of Lodovico, It was a natural and effective perform-
betrothed to Valladio, who is the friend
of Alceroli. Bellamanti is at this tiine The same Evening at the Haymarket
involved in athignations with the Theatre, was presented a New Farce of
{tranger in the garden, Alceroli; and, Two Acts, under the whimsical title of
being wild, is, in consequence of the “Mrs. WIGGINS ;" the principal cha.
prompt execution of the arrest by her racters of which were thus repre-
father, taken and conveyed a prisoner sented :
to her own residence, Alarmed at this Old Wiggins (a gut
contre-tems, the ingeniously perfuades tling and eccentric MrMATTHEWS
Livonia to pass herself upon the Go. Country Gentleman)
vernor as the Lady who accompanied Tom Wiggins (a Stu-
the Count in his fight. Alceroli is dent. in the Tem- »Mr. H. KELLY.
confined in the castle with his servant, ple)
Manfaletto, a fellow of some humour; Trim (his Servant) Mr.J. PALMER.
and, through the intercellion of his O'Bubble (an Irithman) Mr. DENMAN.

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rago, wite of'oá W:} Mrs.

Mrs. Chloe Wiggins Mrs. CLELAND. tavern; and while he thinks himself , a vi.

pursued by her, he finds himself in

imminent risque of rushing into her Mrs. O'Bubble, (alias

company. The Piece abounds with Mrs. Calcutta, alias


whimsical incidents, and broad (but Mrs. Thomas W g. 8.3

sometimes low) humour. It was well gins)

received by a crowded audience; and, Dibdin's song of The Country Club notwithstanding fome disapprobation has evidently originated this piece ; expressed towards the conclusion, it for there is an eccentricity in the very has since, with a little alteration, be. name of Mrs. Wiggins, which cannot come popular. fail of exciting the risible muscles. We unde aid it to be from the pen The business of the Farce arises from of Mr. Allingham, Author of THE the fupposition of there being three MARRIAGE PROMISE. ladies of this name. One is the wife JUNE 14. At Drury-lane Theatre, of vid Mr. Wiggins; another the wife after the Comedy of All in the Wrong, of Tom Wiggins, the fon; and the which was admiiably acted, Mr, Bannitthird a lady wliom Tom had honoured ter came forward, and, in the name of with the name before his marriage. the Proprietors and Performers, reThe old gentleman had left his houte turned thanks for the kind and liberal in the country, to avoid the crollness patronage which they had received. and virulence of his virago mate, the Mr. Bannilter concluded with announs very idea of whom makes him thake. cing this night as the latt of the season, with fear. But his hopes of spending 23. After the popular Comedy of his time happily in London with his John Bull, Covent Garden Theatre fon, a dating Templar, are miferably ciosed a most successful featun, in which, disappointed; for, go where he will, report fays, the prosts have been 30,cool, he is still threatened with ineeting a The liberality of Mr. Harris in proMrs. Wiggins. Although be locks curing and getting up attractive pieces, one up in Tom's chambers, another it seems, has met with a proportionate calls for him immediately after at a liberality on the part of the Public.



No force can thield Ambitioo's head FOR

From noon-tide care, from miunight HIS MAJESTY'S BIRTH-DAY,803, dread, BY HENRY JAMES PYE, ESQ. POET When the still Monitor within LAUREAT.

Searches th' abode of blood and fin; I.

While he who rules with virtuous sway, BRITAIN, alas! has woo'd in vain, Whem freemen glory to obey,

Reluctanı Peace! thy placid Sees every breast the bulwark of a throne, charms;

His people's furest guard, its lacred rights Compell’d, me treads once more th'en.

ibeir own.
languin'd plain, (aloud for arms.

Where Fame, where Freedom, callid
Yet be awhile the battle's found

Then let the Mufe, with dutecus hand, In notes of feitive triumph drownid: Strike the bold lyrt's relponíve Whether the fiends of Discord fly


[land Portentous through the fiery sky, While every tongue thro' Albion's Or, bound in Fate's coercive chain,

Joins in the liymn of praise Me sings; Howl 'mid th' infernal lears in vain, And Labour, from the furrow'd plain, On this auspicious day the Muse,

And Commerce, from the billowy main, Jocund, with grateful voice, her wonted With voice lymphonious, bid arise theme pursues.

That pureit incense to the skies,

Above the proudest wreath of Fame, Amid the boast of tyrant priele,

Which ever grac'd the victor's name, The pomp of Itate, the arm'd array, A nation's votive breath by truth conCan all the thouts of Davery hide


(human kind! That Naves unwilling bomage pay? To bleis a patriot King—the friend of





THE TEARS OF JOHN THE Strike then, o Death! and close this HERMIT.

scene of woe!


See! my bared bosom fupplicates thy

O ftrike! and I will bless thee for the IN TWO BOOKS.


[heart. Written about Five Hundred Years fince,

And kiss the hand that medicines my and now first translated from the Latin of JOANNES DELLIUS.

I ask not this because a world will rise,

Where Bliss will ever reign, and soft (Continued from page 374.)



Ah no! from that I turn my worthless

And only alk an end to buman woes. The sportsman oft, with unrelenting aim, [ler's breaft;

ELBGY VIII. Hurls his dire thunder at some warbYet oft the bird supports its bleeding A Friend to the Author is supposed to exposframe

[parent nelt.

tulate with bim on the violence of his On the lov'd bough where hung its

Grief, and to suggest the Means of Con.

folation.Our Auibor then justifies bis Thro' the husly'd grove its notes of grief Complaints, by proving himself incapable are heard,

[to fly!

of receiving the Consolations wbicb bis Whilft oft, with feeble wing, it Itrives Friend recommendse 'Till, fast expiring, mild and harmless bird !

[die !

FRIEND. It drops, at last, beneath the thorn to Tho' Fortune dooms thee on this couch So I, deep wounded by the shafts of woe,

to mourn; [bless thine eyes;

Tho' Nature's charms no more thould Thro' the long day my wretched fate deplore!

[flow, Why droops my friend, all pensive and Feel, froin my heart, the purple current


[supplies ? And wait, impatient, till it beats no

And scorns the solace which his lot Repeat that prayer no more! no more repine !

[ture's voite! An Invocation to Death.

Oh! impious prayer! Oh! deaf to NaI sink beneath this foul-fubduing wound, Comforts, unknown to many a wretch, Ah! where for consolation shall I turn?

are thine,

[choice. Where may the balmy couch of Refl be

And many a blessing yet awaits thy found?

[urn." Long, long hall life, with some endearSome spirit whispers, “ In the buried ing Imile,

[eale: Then cease, my lyre! to fwell thy wonted

Cheer thy dejected soul, and bring it ftrain !

[my breath! Friendthip is thine, and Friendship thall No more; in fruitless vows, I'll waite


[pleale. No more my tongue shall murmur nor

With many a tale ; with many a duty complain,

[Death. For, lo! I seek the marbled shrine of Thou know'ít, my friend, that Fate's All hail to thee, whose never-erring dart,

levere beheft

(woe! Or first, or lait, all human-kind must

Long since consign'd me to the couch of teel!

Still with my helpless frame the couch is Behold, a willing vi&tim bares his heart,


[ceaseless flow? Nor let him vainly at thine altar

And canst thou blame my tears that kneel!

Yes! I had friends! but whither are they I view no horrors seated on thy brow;


[room! I feel no terrors at thy lifted arm;

No more their presence glads my little But bare my bofom to receive thy blow,

No more, alas! they crowd around my

bed! Tho' scarce with youth's impurpled cur


The sea divides usl or th' untimely No! thou art lovely to my tearful eyes!

All! all are gone whose converse cheer'd To me thy face assumes the smile of

[feat! Peace!


No more, at eve, they fill their wonted To me thy voice is sweet, for “Come (1¢ No longer, o'er my blazing hearth re“ Come to my arms, and all thy pangs


(repeat. thald cease.".

The fong, the tale, the laughing sport,



rent warm.

my mind!




Yes! sweetly-flowing was the varying Still, fill (hall Hope, with an immortal


[repole; ftrain,


That lullid my wounded fpirit to Lull every pang, and every fear con. But now all song, all melody is vain, Hope! the soft nurse of every child of

Save when responsive to my tale of Pain!

[foul ! Hope! the perennial sunshine of the My lyre, the while, lies useless on the


(fire! POET.

Thele nerveless fingers cannot wake its Yes! Hope once sooth'd me with her And wherefore still repeat the same sad voice divine! (morn till morn;



And Soft o'er my couch me hung, from

vex, with dull monotony, the Taught me in gentler accents to repine, Ah! blame no more thy friend's de. And pluck’d, from Sorrow's breait, Sponding mind!

(patt, th' envenom'd thorn!

Scar'd at the future, sickening at the Yes! I have heard Hope's soul-enchant- One, only one, confoling thought I find, ing tongue!


That Death will close the wretched Seen the sweet radiance of her azure

scene at last. But ah! what falsehoods spoke in all Me

THE TRANSLATOR. fang! [Imiles difguile! Cottage of Mon Repos, What tears, what pangs, her winning

near Canterbury, Kent.

May 26th, 1803 Forgive me, if I banilh from my arms

(To be continued.) The flattering forceress, formd but to

beguile! I, long the victim of her faithless charms !

For the EUROPEAN MAGAZINE, 1, long the dupe of her intidious fimile!


Bid hence the wild suggestion of Despair,
Of Solitude, of fever'd Fancy born!

Behold yon evening sky! how mild! how

(the morn! No o more I carol amatory strains, Yet, oh! what tempests usherd in

To friendship's eye submit the art less Bid hence that frantic monster from thy Pourtray the scenes where fylvan beauty

[reigns, bed,


Or in light measure fing mellifluous For see! fond Hope extends her lovely

May. Should Memory dare uplift her wakeful head,

[live charms, No more I tread the rill-diffe&ted mead, And tell strange tales of Hope's delu.

The thymy bank, and beach-furrounded field,

[kins teed. Forbear to heed l thy tutorid soul no

Where bleating ewes and sportive fainb[gel ftrain :

No more the groves their wonted tranf Should turn, despondent, from her anTho' her sweet voice deceive thee o'er and

ports yield. o'er,

Yet not to ease and indolence a prey,

(lieve again. Still in that voice thou should it be

To pleasure's fyren call a willing slave,

My unbefriended Muse thall peolive stray And see! the Maids whose heavenly

To lone retreats that Medway's cur. gifted song. frow smile;

rents lave. Brings Ease delight, and bids e'en Sors See! sound thy couch th' Aonian virgins Where peaceful virtues in fequeftered throng,


[cent thrones, Whose lyres melodious Thall thy griets

The circling moor wish Iplendid creí.

Silvers the Gothic pilc id lacred tane, POET.

The mould'ring turret and the mois

clad itones. Yes! the lov'd nymphs have deign'd to

[guild; There, where the cypress and the mournAnd oft with tales of other worlds beAnd oft, with awkward hand, I swept Join in the breezy dirges of the night,

[fer'd, smild. An aitar rais'd, and Melancholy mine, And, midit the ling'ring woes I suf. I'll taste her every penfive, fad delight.



grace my call,

ful pine

my thell,

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