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uncommon heat of the summer months. Since writing the last Report, the author --- It is the damp and cold of the autum- bas been called to the death-bed of a fine dal evenings, contrasted with the high youth, whose life, it is more than probable, tenperature of the day-time, at this season depended on what was done, or loft undone. of the year, which have the greatest share in in the space only of a few preceding bogrs, the excitation of those severe, and sometimes Seasonable evacuants bad been neglect serious, disturbaoces of the biliary organs, the die was now cast ; and, to order reinedies that are proverbially present when pluinbs in the present state of things, would have are ripe. To these fruits are bilions affec- been equally inefficacious as Canule's contions by far too largely referred. Our solic- mands at the shores of the sea : the tide of itude, then, to prevent the occurrence of dissolu

ing in fast and full, and such maladies ought to have at least as much visibly overwbelming ibe sandy fabric of the bearing towards preserving an equality in body by successive and irresistible waves! the temperature of the body's surface, as to Let not the writer of these cautions be the ensuring an integrity in the articles of charged with a wish to hang a drawn sword diet; although this last is a consideration of over the heads of his readers, in order to po mean moment, at a time, especially, when force them into the circle of professional digestive derangements are so readily indu- control. So far from being actnated by this ced. The splendid dessert, and the slender feeling, he hesitates not to express it as his evening dress, are both of them inigbty aux- opinion, that there have, in some instances, iliaries to the bageful influence of autumnal been evidenced too much of dogmatism and vicissitudes."

display in dwelling upon the destructive

consequences of “doinestic dabbling in # It is well to see the complexion of modo drugs." A seasible parent may, by the ern works, tending more than formerly, to seasonable use of preventives, often blight the important connexion between the exter- the buddings of disease in her offspring with nal surface and interior organs in the pro- perfect ease and safety ; but there are at duction of disease ; and the consequent least two points at which powers adverse to care that is beginning to obtain among us in life invade the body, wbere they are likely respect of an equable and warın clothing. speedily and fatally to make grod their It is presumable that improvements in this lodgment, unless in mediately forced from and other particulars will, in no great length their holds by vigorous and practised resistof time, come to lessen the annual number ance. To lose or misemploy a single hour even of our most formidable and fatal dis- in incipient intestiual iodammation, or ease,---pulmonary consumption. The reader commencing croup, is often to permit an may consult, with advantage, “ Johnson on individual to perish, whose existence might the Atmosphere,” in reference to the iinpor almost certainly have been preserved by tant connexion between the state of the skin the timely interference of art. and affections of internal parts. With regard

D. Uwins, M. D. to fruits, it is, in some reasure, a work of supererrogation to dwell upon their baneful mon effects ; so that the mistress of a table qualities when used to excess, or under some should have to addriss her guests somewhat circumstances, when employed at all. On after the following sort :-" Will your lathis bead the public for the most part, is dyship allow me to help you to a cramp in quite as kyowing as the profession. A the stomach?"--" My lord, I insist upon modern writer has, however, somewhat your trying some of that diarrhea." facetiously proposed, that some of the most * Colonel, there is a bit of the gout at your noxious of these articles should be posolo- finger's ends ---do help yourself to it." gically named, according to their more com


Prom the London Literary Gazette. Wan'd like the blush that warms a virgin's

cheek, SKETCHES TAKEN FROM DOVER Tillall was lost: then twilight drew ber bood, CASTLE DURING A STORM.

Dropp'd with pale stars; and scowling Dark


Like a dim spectre, on the eastern hill,

Vestur'd in clouds, and lingering there until Threescore and ten I can remember well,

His bour had come : then sobbing gusts Within the volume of which time I've seen

plain'd by--Hours dreadful, and things strange; but this sore

The vex'd wave člung his silver crest on bighnight Hath trifled former knowings. Macheth.

The sea-gull shriek'd on rapid-wheeling wing

---The steed prick'd up his ear, as heark'ning Whose flag has brav'd, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze, - Campbell.

To far, far sounds---peigh'd, started, toss'

his head, THE sun went down in splendour---as he Then, bounding off, gaz'd fierce and spirited; I went

The watch-dog bay'd ; the patient steer A criinson glory streak'd the occident,

drew nigh--Lingering like hope: and clouds were foat. There was a calm petition in his eye : ing, bright

Unsocial birds forsake the wild woods far, As ruby islands in a sea of light :

And peck'd and flutter'd at the lattice bar Awhile they wore all bueg.--theo wavering, Nought breath'd untroubled - - -


VOL. 4)

Original Poetry.



Hark! the ruflian squalls And there be some to whom this morning's sun Rock to the base those bastion-circled walls, Reveal'd the cliff's their thoughts had dwelt Whose towery crown, by time or siege un

upon bow'd,

Through exil'd years; and bade, all peril past, Frowds on the deep, and stays the passing the warm heart hail its native hills at last--cloud.

As fair to-morrow's sun those hills may greet,

But then the surf shall be their winding-sheet! How baleful dark! though brief an hour be And there be others struggling with the spite gone

Of warring elements, whose soals were bright Since, through the bright-edg'd rack that hur. To mark, at evening's close, the little space ried on,

Which but delay'd Affection's bland embrace; The Moon look'd out unsullied: while I And now they roll the aching eye-ball round, gaz'd,

And meet but death---the drowning and the
Athwart her path the vivid meteor blazed;
And, as that herald of the brooding gale

Yet fond, fair arms shall yield the clasp they
Wing'd noiseless on, her crescent brow wax'd v

Yea, wildly clasp ---but they shall heed it oot!
She heard the rebeldeep disown her sway,
And, like offended Beauty, turu'd away.
Then swoop'd the winds which hurl the giant

Prora the same,
From Snowdon's altitude ;---the thunder

In deep, persuasive, pedls.--80 Dear, that

W HO rver vow'd unchanging love
Shook as it threatep'd a volcano's birth :

That did not vow deceit?
And while the angled lightning quiver'd by This painful truth how many prove,
(Like types of a celestial tongue) tbe eye . Yet call those moments sweet.
Recoil'd within itself--oppress'd'and awed... Who parts, that does not breathe despair!
As though it saw the written wrath of God But look through future years---
Gleann on the black and cloud-lear's book of You'll find the smiles of one more fait

Have dried the lover's tears : Io letters of unutterable lighí!

For oh! how many live to prove

That absence is the death of Love.
It seems as Ocean, weary of repose,
With all his storis, in bold rebellion rose,

But Friendship is a holier name,
To bow that Flag, obey'd where'er it veers,

'Tis not a fickle breath Which brased their fury for a thousand years!

That ever changes ;---still the suine, Yet, OCEAN ! thou hast been our friend...

Unalter'd e'eo in death, though, thus

It is a tie binds soul to soul. Convulsed with rage. theeve grows tremolons Across the foamirg main : That gazeth on thee ; as might one, whose

Years ere they meet their course may roll, skill

But caunot break the chain. Had brought hy spells some spirit to his will,

For friends must part, and Friendship sigh, Start.-each deep wish indulged to find it But yel.-It knows not how to die.

turn In wrath upon himself, and fiercely spurn

When prosp'rous days are gone and past, The bondage it had brouk'd. Thy mighty arm

Will Love, more constant, stay? Was stretch'd between us and the locast

No, adverse Fate, like Winter's blast, swarm

Sweeps Love with Joy away; That made all earth an Egypt! our Ally

It seeks a bright, a sparkling gaze, When noge beside was our's---and Destiny

'Twas all it sought before : Had doom'd us Ishmael's jot, opposing thus

Twas faithful still in happy days, Our hand to all, and every hand to us!

And who can look for more ? And thou hast borne us through triumphant For on ! how many live to prove borne..

Adversity the Death of Love.
The son of glory spotless and unshoro!
Those days of strife--tho' dot their memory

When bliss is fled, and woe and night

Succeed to joy and dav, ---cease, And all, but only thou, repose in peace :

The spars of Friendship buros more bright Alas! ere ebhs this barrier-trampling ride,

To checř us on our way.--The throb of many a temple shal) sun. de;

Who does not feel 'tis sweet to know, And beating hearts, which sicked at try roar,

When dark Misfortune low'rs, Be hush'd to rest---and palpitate or more!

We have a frie ed whose tears will flow

In sympathy with ours?
Sow faint, and far, comes on the wail of To prove it kuows not how to die.

Friedriskip ciwigs close when fortunes fly,
Heard as the tempest seems to stop for breath ; And some have lov'd---as guilty these
And now the sheeted levin glares upon

Through many a changing scene;
A peopled deck, that idly hopes to shun

. Until the face which once could please
Tbose ambush'd banks o'er wbicb the break- Is not what it hath been.
ers rave-o.

Adversity surh love as this
A crash---a sliriek--- the ocean is their grave!
Would that one victim would appease tbe It flies out with the days of bliss,

May not have pow'rs to chase ;
blast !
Ob no.--the cry of death is deepening fast;

But with each youtiful grace.

For oh! bow maliy iive to prove
And minute-guns, above the sorgiog swell, Tbar Time has beeń the Deata of Lore.
Boom on the gale the Pilot's passing-bell !

care gli

Who trusts to Priendship, brightly pure, Methought a wave was boasting in its Will not be tbus deceiv'd ;

course, 'Tis founded on a base more sure,

It kiss'd the footsteps of the parting maid. And ought to be believed.

Eager I callid; “ What time she left you, The friendship that is known and tried

say; Doth wear a fairer line,

Seem'd her eyes joyous, or obscur'd with 'Tis true in youth and beauty's pride, When age appears 'tis true.

It said, “ Her beauty shone serene and gay, Beauty will fade, and lovers fly,

“ Smooth'd the rough stream, and hush'd But Friendship knows not how to die.

the ruder air.” Chelsea.


Another told me; “ Every Naiad's breast

I saw with jealous pride and envy fill'd, From the Gentleman's Magazine.

When o'er the flood a radiant glance she

cast.” IMITATED FROM TAE ITALIAN. I ask'd, “What words from her soft lips Said to have been by the Honourable Miss

distill'd, Margaret Yorke.

Or did one tender thought to me belong?"

The wave flow'd by, nor answer'd to my A s late 1 view'd yon rapid torrent's

song A force, Far from its banks while fair Maria stray'd,

INTELLIGENCE : LITERART AND PHILOSOPHICAL : WITH CHITICAL REMARKS. A Bookseller annoonces himself to be in per month are now sold of Mavor's well A possession of a manuscript volume, con- known Spelling-Book, and Pelham's Lontaining the juvenile unpublished poetry of don Primer. our illustrious Thomson, in his own hand.

Mr. Southey has nearly ready for publicaWhatever may be their merit, they cannot

tion, Memoirs of the life of John Wesley, fail to be received with great interest by the public, as reliques of one of the first of poets,

the founder of the English Methodists. It

will be printed in two volumes octavo, and whose good principles endear him to every friend of liberty. This discovery, proves

be illustrated by portraits of Wesley and

Whitfield. how many precious reliques still exist in private collections; and how numerous are the Count Volney, author of the celebrated privatioos of curiosity owing to the apathy, “ Meditations on the Ruins of empires," ignoravce, or want of taste, of their posses- which have been popular in nearly all printsors. We need not repeat to our friends the ed languages, has, for many years, been enpleasure which we always feel in becoming gaged upon an important work on History. the means of laying such curiosities before It bears for its title, Modern Researches on the world ; nor express our anxiety to be fa- Ancient History; and, having receptly apvoured with notices of such discoveries, and peared at Paris, a translation, made under with copies of the originals, as often as con- the superintendance of the author, is printvenient.

ing in London, and will speedily be publishA new novel, from the pen of Miss Anna ed. The work is written in the highly-finMaria Porter, author of «The Knight of St. ished and philosophical style of Count Vol. John," &c. will appear shortly, entitled The ney, and abounds in original reflections, Fast of St. Magdalen.

made in a manner all his own; while iterA Year and a Day, a novel in two vol

hibits a learned comparison of ancient auumes, is printing by Madame Panache, au

thorities, and the most curious chronological

calculations. It may be satisfactory to mathor of " Manners.”

ny admirers of this writer to know, ihat, 10The Iron Mask, a poem, is preparing for der the Bourbon government, he has been publication, by the author of "The Recluse called to the Chamber of Peers, and contirof tbe Pyrennees.”

ues a member of the Institute ; and that he A novel, entitled “ The Mock Moralist, or lives in high respectability in Paris, enjoying a Dressing for Dissenters, is announced.

vigorous health and mental energy at serThe Comberland Cottager; a story, found


Count V. bas also been lately engaged in ed on facts, by Miss Broderich. 3 vols. 12mo. revising a new edition of his is Ruios," in

Miss Repon, of Landsdowo Cresceut, Bath, French and English ; the latter being exehas furnished an elegant and interesting po- cuted under his own eye, by the pen of the em, in several cantos, under the title of the equally celebrated Joel Barlow. “ Temple of Truth.”

A philosophical romance, called CharenA novel, in three volumes, entitled, “ La- . mioli," from the pen of C. F. Wieles, Esq. from the French of M. Lourdoueix, will soon

- ton, or the Follies of the Age, translated may be expected in November.

appear. Charenton is a well-knowo estabIt appears, that no less than 92,434 children lishment near Paris for insane persons. Some are instructed in Suoday schools, in Mai ches- supposed inhabitants of it are the author's ter alone ; and in the whole United King, dramatis persona. The work gives a view dom 550,000, attended by nearly 60,000 teach of the political state of France, and of its ers. The progress of education may be judg- parties. ---Mon. Mog. Oct. 1818. ed from the fact, that above ten thousand

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From the Literary Gazette, Oct. 1818. AS there must be considerable interest the collection of Juvenile Pieces had H attached to any poetical produc- been written by the “ Author of the tions of the author of The Seasons, we Seasons," at the age of fourteen. Haycheerfully admit into the Literary ing been thus impressed with a belief Gazelle the following communication, that the MS. collection contained a addressed to us by a friend to the pos- copy of the earliest of Mr. Thomson's sessor of an “ Auiogruph MS. of un- pieces, as a matter of course I stated, in published Poems," written, as appears the article inserted in the “ Observer” from this statement, by Thomson. A of the 19th inst. every circumstance pote or two will explain our sentiments that had been related to me without on the poiots most worthy of regard, addition or embellishment. Our correspondent says,

“The first perusal, however, of the “This interesting collection of poems, MS. convinced me that an erroneous descended from Lord George Grabain, impression had obtained, and even Miss brother to the then Duke of Montrose, Graham been deceived ; and that the to his son, and thence to his Lordship's chiet part, if not the whole, had been grandson, and at bis death to his sister, composed after the young Poet had Miss Graham, an elderly single lady of passed the age of adolescence, and fortune, by whom, about a year since, others when nature bad finished her it was given to Mr. Goodhugh, its work and stamped him man, Some of present owner, who is about to publish his amatory pieces display the swelling the collection, together with such passions of an ardent youth of 18 or 20, other original and interesting particulars rather than the puerile effusions of a as may be procured, illustrative of the boy of fouteen. The fifth of these subject.

pieces, as to tbe order of selection, is a "When Mr. Goodhugh shewed the paraphrase of the 10.4:1: Psalm : a perMS. he told me it had been presented formance which the Puet delivered in to Lord George Graham by Mr. James the Divinity School of Edinburgh, Thomson, when on a visit at bis Lord. about a year alier his matriculation, ship's house, and that the pieces had and of which piece both Mr. Murdoch been written before the Poet bad at. and Dortor Johnson speak in high fained to the age of fourteen ; which terms of cominendariou. This ceraccount was further corro horated by an winly was 01 one of the boyish pieces, indorsement on the cover, stating, that n entioned by his biographers, that he 21. ATRENZOM. Vol. 4.

committed to the Hames !

“ The MS. is paged, and contains tween his first rude essays and the profifty-five folio pages; an Index is duction of those noble poems which placed at the end. From which cir- have immortalized his name.t cumstance it is reasonable to suppose, “ The following little piece shews the that at whatever period it was written, preference given by the Poet to a coulit contained, wbat the Poet conceived try residence : to be, the best of his pieces.

"The Biographers already alluded THE MORNING IN THE COUNTRY. to have stated, that, doubtful of his When from the op'ning chamber of the East, po tical talent, certain critics, into The morning springs in thousand liv'ries drest,

" The early lark his morning tributes pay, whose hands a few of Thomson's first And in shrill notes salutes the blooming day. Essays had fallen, neglecting, or not Refreshed fields with pearly dew drops shine, having sensibility to feel the fire and And tender sprigs therewith their tops incline. enthusiasm of the Bard, dwelt only

I.. Their painted leaves the unblown flow'rs expand,

omy And with their od'rous breuth perfume the land. upon bis inaccuracies, and those luxu- The crowing cock, and chatt'ring hen, awakes riances which it is extremely difficult for Dull sieepy clowns, who know the morning breaks. a young writer to avoid.

The herd his plaid around his shoulder throws,

: Grasps his dear crook, calls on his dog, and goes: “ Those pieces certainly were not his

13 Around the fold he walks with careful pace, first Essays, * more probably they were and fallen elods sets in their wonted place; the identical poems now under revision, Then opes the door, unfolds his fleecy care, not one of which has appeared in any And gladly sees them crop their morning fare.

Down upon easy moss himself he layı, edition of Thomson's Works that I

var.' And sings some charming Shepherdess's praise. have seen ; and it was very natural the poet should feel disgusted, not alone From the New Monthly Magazine, Oct. 1318. with the critics, but with those produc- This MS. carries with it internal tions which bad called forth theircensure, marks of authenticity, and the pieces of

“ These events occurred whilst Mr. poetry are twenty-five in number, of Thorson yet remained in Edinburgh. which the following is a catalogue : viz.

“ Upon the arrival of our Poet in 1. Upon Beauty.-2. Pastoral beLondon, to use the elegant phraseology twixt David, Tbirsis and the Angel of Doctor Johoson, he found his Gabriel, on the birth of our Saviour. way" to Mr. Mallet, at that time pre--3. One to his mistress upon receiving ceptor to his Grace the Duke of Mon- a flower from her.-4. Psalm 104 Partrose, and bis brother Lord George apbrased.-5. The Yielding Maid.-6. Graham; and it was froin the grand- Upon Marle Field.-7. Complaint of danghter of the latter that the autograph the Miseries of tbis Life.-8. A PoetiMS. passed into the hands of Mr. cal Epistle to Sir Wm. Bennet.-9. UpGoodhugh. There is no evidence be- on May.-10. Upon the Hoop.-11. fore the world to prove that Thomson A Hymn to God's Power. - 12. A was patronized by the Montrose family. Pastoral betwixt Damon and Celia partThere is no tribute extant rendered them iog.-13. & Morning in the Couotry. by the Poet. Hence the inference 14. A Pastoral upon the Death of which I draw from these circumstances, is, that the MS. collection given to Mr. + This des not follow. "Winter" was written Goodhugh is one wbich he upon his previous to this period, during the vacations, when

Thomson retired from Edinburgh to Roxburghshire; arrival in London gave to Mr. Mallet, 1

where it is a current tale that he coin posed the by whom it was presented to his noble awful picture of the man perishing in the snow,

while on a visit to a friend among the wild bills ble hypothesis, its production must have about Yetholm, eight or nine miles from Kelso, and

Ednam the place of his birth.-Ed. occupied the middle point of time be

This example, we fear, is not very favourable.

The grammatical errours in the third and ninth • Whence this certainty? There are now unpub- lines, are very obvious defects. Yetit is as absurd to lished early poems by Thomson, in the possession of imagine that any indifferent, or even bad poeins of an individual near the place of his birth. If our nie

our his composition, could injure the reputation of the memory does not deeeive us, one clergy man bas, or author of the Seasons and Castle of Indolence as that had a collection so large,as to lead to some idea of its the mediocre pieces by "Lord George Gordon, publication, about twenty years ago.Ed.

Minor," could hurt the fame of Byron.-Ed.

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