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tablishing manufactures, giving vigour to commerce, and encouraging arts and sciences; in short, he gave his empire an influence and importance which it never enjoyed before his time. His character is well

delineated in Thomson's Winter. 30, 1649. Charles I. was decoliated at Whitehall. See

Arith. Quest. 31, 1796. The French Princess Maria Theresa, daughter of

Louis XVI. arrived at Vienna." We recommend this ingenious work to masters of schools and heads of families; because by its assistance they can, with ease, store the minds of young people with useful information. Indeed, to persons of every description, it will prove an acceptable present, since it furnithes materials for rational conversation.

Mr. Butler is already, known, by his Engraved Iniroduétion to Arithmetic, his Arithmetical Questions, his Geographical and Biographical Exercises, and his Exercises on the Globes--all of which are well adapted to answer the ends for which they are intended. Such in. dustry in behalf of the rising generation, is entitled to a suitable reward.

A Charge delivered to the Clergy of the Diocese of Lon

don, in the Years 1798 and 1799. By the Right Reverend Beilby, Lord Bishop of that Diocese.

Cadell. THIS Charge contains many things worthy of atten

tion ; particularly from those individuals to whom it was originally addressed.

We were more especially pleased with the remarks on infidelity on the value of the scriptures--and on the importance of a proper temper and conduct in the minifterial profeffion." A wicked and profligate clergyman,” says his Lord thip,

66 is a monster in nature,


of which I will not suppose the existence. Even a gay and trifling one' is a character totally inconsistent with the fanctity and dignity of the ministerial office.” We with this remark Thould receive due attention from every denomination. The success of religion in the world depends in a great measure on the peaceableness and purity of the manners of the clergy in every department of their profession.

The Annual Anthology, Volume the First, 1799. Long

man and Rees. Wunderstand that Mr. Southey is the Editor of

this collection of original poetry, and that it is intended that two fuch volumes fhould be publifhed every year. We have only to say, that whilft the cona tents present a great variety, most of the pieces are deserving the palm of approbation.

We shall afford the reader several specimens, from the perusal of which he will have it in his power to form his own judgment.

Youth and Age are thus happily described in a few. Ranzas:

" WITH cheerful step the travellet

Pursues his early way,
When first the dimly-slawning east

Reveals the rising day.
He bounds along his craggy road,

He hastens up the height,
And all he sees and all he hears,

But only give delight.
And if the mift retiring flow,

Roll round its wavy white,
He thinks the morning vapours hide

Sonie beauty from his fight.
But when behind the western clouds

Departs the fading day,
How wearily the traveller

Pursues his evening way!

Then sorely o’er the craggy road

His painful footsteps creep,
And now with many a feeble pause,
He labours


the fiecp.
And if the mifts night close round,

They fill his soul with fear;
He dreads some unseen precipice,

Some hidden danger vear.
So cheerfully does youth begin

Life's pleasant norning itage;
Alas! the evening traveller feels

The fears of wary age !

An Elegy on a Quid of Tobacco, and the Filbert, are no unpleasing specimens of serious humour.


ON A.QUID OF TOBACCO. “ IT lay before me on the close-graz'd grass,

Beside my path, an old Tobacco Quid : And shall I by the mute adviser pass

Without one serious thought now Heaven forbid 1 Perhaps some idle drunkard threw thee there,

Some husband, spendthrift of his weekly hire,
One who for wife and children takes no care,

But fits and tipples by the alehouse fire.
Ah! luckless was the day he learnt to chew!

Embryo of ills the quid that pleas’d him first !
Thirsty from that unhappy quid he grew,

Then to the alehouse went to quench his thirst.
So great events from causes small arise,

The forest oak was once an acorn feed?
And many a wretch from drunkenness who dies,

Owes all his evils to the Indian weed.
Let not temptation, mortal, ere come nigh!

Suspect some ambush in the parsley hid!
From the first kiss of love, ye maidens, fly!
Ye youths, avoid the first Tobacco Quid !

Perhaps Perhaps I wrong thee, O thou veteran chaw,

And better thoughts my musings should engage,
That thou wert rounded in fome toothless jaw,

The joy, perhaps, of solitary age.
One who has suffered fortune's hardest knocks,

Poor, and with pone to tend on his grey hairs,
Yet has a friend in his tobacco-box,

And whilit he rolls his quid, forgets his cares. Even so it is with human happiness,

Each seeks his own according to his whim;
One toils for wealth, one fame alone can bleis,

One asks a quid, a quid is all to him.
O veteran chaw, thy fibres favoury Itrong,

Whilst ought remain’d to chew thy master chew'd,
Then cast thee here when all thy juice was gone,

Emblem of felfish man’s ingratitude ! A happy man, O caft-off quid, is he

Who, like as thou, has comforted the poor; Happy his age, who knows himself like thee,

Thou didst thy duty, man can do no more.


" Nay, gather not that Filbert, Nicholas,
There is a maggot there,- it is his house-
His castle--uh commit not burglary !
Strip him not naked, 'tis his clothes, his shell,
His bones, the very armour of his lise,
And thou shalt do no murder Nicholas!
It were an easy thing to crack that nur,
Or with thy crackers or thy double teeth,
So ealily may all things be destroyed !
But 'tis not in the power of mortal man
To mend the fracture of a filbert Thell.
There were two great men once amused themselves
With watching maggots run their wriggling race
And wagering on their speed; but Nick, to us
It were no sport to see the pampered worm
Roll out and then draw in his folds of fat,
Like to some Barber's leathern powder bag


Wherewith he feathers, frosts, or cauliflowers
Spruce Beau, or Lady fair, or Doctor grave.
Enough of dangers and of enemies
Hath Nature's wisdom for the worm ordained,
Increase not thou the number! him the Mouse
Gnawing with nibbling tooth the shell's defence,
May from his native tenement eject;
Him may the Nut-hatch piercing with Itrong bill
Unwittingly destroy, or to his hoard
The Squirrel bear, at leisure to be crack'd.
Man also hath his dangers and his foes
As this pour Maggot harh, and when I muse
Upon the aches, anxieties and fears,
The Maggot knows not, Nicholas, methinks
It were a happy metamorphofis
To be enkernelled thus : never to hear
Of wars, and of invasions, and of plots,
Kings, Jacobins and Tax-commissioners,
To feel no motion but the wind that shook
The Filbert Tree, and rock'd me to my rest;
And in the middle of such exquisite food
To live luxurious! the perfection this
Of snugness! it were to unite at once
Hermit retirement, Aldermanic bliss,
And Stoic independence of mankind. THEODERIT.

(To be concluded in our next.)


We are obliged to Acafto for his suggestions, but do not deem them improvements. We shall wish, however, for every

additional biographical information which can be communicated to us. The Ejay sent to us by Acasto shall be inserted, but his other contributions do not fuit us.

Sincerity and Riches shall have a place in a future number. The letter addressed to Muly is not sufficiently interesting to the public.

Sonnets to the Owl, and to a Young Oak, meet our approbation. The Tales in our poffeffion shall be inserted when we know to what length they are to be extended. No pieces thould reach beyond a volume, in which Four Numbers are included. The Efsay on Time, Farewell to Summer, W. Templeton's and other favours, are under consideration.

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