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or of men, a monopoly of that amiableness, which is the best fruit of the best religious principles.

I never read a description of travels more fascinating, than the work of Chateaubriand. What is the charm, by which this author constantly holds the mind in a state of perfect complacency? He is a man of learning, and taste; so are many writers of travels, whom he far surpasses in the pleasing interest he inspires. It is because this benevolence of disposition is displayed in his whole character. Though he is not blind to vice or even foibles, he is always ready to discover, acknowledge, and respect what is commendable; and he found, as I believe would any man of the same happy temper, that human nature was no where so debased as to afford him no gratification.

The indulgence of this disposition is as favourable to the happiness of the established resident in society, as to the traveller. It gives the capacity, at once, of receiving and communicating pleasure, in our intercourse with the world. To be pleased is generally to please. That mind which perpetually cherishes discontent, or lives in detraction, is certainly miserable; and who derives satisfaction from such a companion? Sympathy itself, in such a case, is but a source of augmented wretchedness.

Devoted as we all are to the pursuit of our own felicity, it is surprising that a condition so essential to our success as good nature-a benevolent state of mind, is not universally ascertained to be the most direct path. The world has its evils-its inevitable evils; but to an amiably constituted mind, there can scarcely be imagined a situation, which may not yield innumerable sources of delight. Human nature is imperfect; the most unblemished are not free from defects; but a being possessed of no qualities, which we may justly admire and contemplate with satisfaction, is a monster seldom found in society.

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THE mighty strain, so high in Greece began, Which through Italia's genial mountains ran, Which gave new sweetness to her orange vales, And softer charms to Asia's perfum'd gales ; Whose echoes swell with such a native force In Albion's isle, that Albion seems the source; Lost in the wide Atlantick's endless roar, Have not yet reach'd Columbia's distant shore: And in her groves, that might invite the muse, Her groves and lawns, that Fancy's self would choose ; Behold!—with brows in bay and laurel furl❜d, The new-born Classicks of the Western world, Freedom the phalanx of their pens enjoys, Freedom their tongues, their heads, and hands employs. Bound by no system-by no school's decree, They write for Freedom, and she makes them free. Yet when, by SCIENCE or by FANCY led, To rove the upland, or to trace the mead, At once they rise above all human sight, Or sink at once into the depths of night; While, from their clouds, deep sounds the ear appal Where the loud fulminating periods fall; As Wabash hoarse-Monongahela strongMuskingum dull-and Mississippi long. At every solemn intermittent chime, The sonnetteer is heard in distant rhyme,

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Telling the mountain many a tedious tale,
And bidding brooks and rills his woes bewail,
Till Repetition wearied with the call,
Had she three ears, would surely stop them all.
Yet though Columbia boasts no bard sublime,
Whose raptur'd song can charm the flight of time;
No native painter, whose embalming hand
Has shewn the eventful history of her land;
Though here no sculptor bids the quarry wake,
Her heroes triumph, or her statesmen speak :
What then? our sail explores each distant zone,
And India's choicest treasures are our own.

The lucid truths she from his lips receiv'd; The deeds of valour that his arm atchiev'd; His life-his labours to his country giv❜n, That country's love-and leave the rest to Heaven. 280 There too, full many a constellated star, That shone in peace, or shook its hair in war, Shines on, and bright, in these tempestuous times Shews all the "darkness visible" of crimes; 210 Points, like Ithuriel's all-detecting spear, And speaks in eloquence the deaf can hear. These chain his sense-and as the tear-drops start, And all his country rushes on his hearty When Memory lights him back again to years Where VIRTUE was-and now its ghost appears- 290 So strong the variance 'twixt the times that were, The times that should be, and the times that are, His doubting heart will sooner far believe What FANCY figur'd, than what TRUTH shall give.— Then will he view our bark, now tempest-tost, With shatter'd masts, torn sails, and tackle lost, Wreck'd by unskilful pilots amid seas More fatal than the shining Cyclades ;

Italia brings her paintings, coins, and clays,
Her antique medals, and her roundelays.
France gives her fashions-those of France best suit,
For France has got the measure of her foot.
Spain can at least much useful patience teach;
And, from experience, Switzerland can preach.
Germania too a moral tale could tell,
And many a neighbouring land the chorus swell.
These are to us but tributary powers,

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And all their wealth concentrates on our shores.
But wealth can here a brighter charm receive,
And we to wit another form can give,—
In green
and red the Grecian bards appear,
And Rome's proud train a golden livery wear;
Shakspeare, who once fill'd ocean, earth, and skies,
Hot-press'd, has dwindled to a "pocket size;"
And mighty Milton, like a fop array'd,
With modest Cowper, join the masquerade ;
While some dull scribbler, with himself impress'd,
And charlitanian caustick richly dress'd,
With Sappho's satellites, eclipse the rest.
Yet when the hot-press'd, wire-wove work is done,
And through a fifth, ere first edition gone,
So neat the type, so fair the plates unrol,
Plagarius scarcely knows the work he stole.

Thy foes, O SCIENCE, have at length prevail'd;
Thy sons, like pagods, are enshrin'd and veil'd;
With splendid homage, paid by pomp and pride,
They load with gold the me rit they would hide.
No temperate mein their haughty triumph knows ;
So high the bibliothick tribute grows,
That Livy's ransom such a sum would cost,
E'en rescued Livy would be worse than lost.
O my fair country !-thou hast cheated truth;
Like some fond maid, enamour'd of her youth,
Proud of the claim, that on thy face appears,
Thy best excuse has been thy tender years.
But thou hast been at "seventy-five” so long,
That "seventy-five” is now an idle song.

For uncouth manners, and a vacant mind;

No more in this thy foes a pardon find

For cold neglect; for miserly delay

In slighting powers thy genius might display.
And though thy guardian leaves thee to thy fate,
Less fond of thee, than fond of thy estate;
Who sees unmov'd thy predatory foes
Insult thy commerce, and thy rights oppose ?
May heaven preserve thee from unhallow'd art,
And syren songs, that would seduce thy heart;
From wily arms, that seem out-stretch'd to save,
Yet come to rob, to murder, and enslave.

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But though no wand'ring trav'ler e'er shall see
Revers'd thy star-seal'd charter to be free
Yet when some native son, with patriot fire,
From thy sepulchral marble shall inquire,
Each name thy legends teach his heart to prize,
His feet shall pause where thy CAMILLUS lies:
And, as his eager hand aside shall turn
The sacred laurels that o'erhang his urn,
His eye shall only see the name impress'd,
For Honour's tears will blot away the rest.

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In letters, lasting as his worth, shall trace

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And think how once, the noblest of the flood,
"Strong in red cedar and live oak we stood;"-
When, glory-crown'd, our Genius hail'd the day,
And not a cloud obscur'd its morning ray;
When round her danc'd the star-descending throng,
HOPE sweetly sang, and REASON join'd the song.
Belusive scenes !-no longer what ye seem,

I wake, and lo!-ye vanish like a dream,
Loos'd from the shackles of ENCHANTMENT's spell,
Thou fairy-land of FANCY, fare thee well.
Vain were the patriot's wish, the poet's prayer,
The soldier's valour, or the statesman's care;
For what can wishes, or can prayers avail,
When the loud thunders from the rostrum fail,
And FOLLY, VICE, and IGNORANCE prevail.

FOR THE BOSTON SPECTATOR..
LOVE'S CLIMAX.

INSPIR'D by Beauty only, love may seek
To hold the heart in feeble chains, a week.
Good Nature weaves the mystick love-knot stronger,
And holds the heart in willing bondage longer.
Discreet Good Sense a higher power can prove,
And fix a cool, respectful, lasting love.
But constant, mild Affection binds the chain
Soft as heav'n's mercy, lasting as its reign.

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AMINTOR

FROM MISS M. R. MITFORD'S "BLANCH."

Ir in this world of breathing harm

There lurk one universal charm,

One power, which to no clime confin'd Sways either sex and every mind;

Which cheers the monarch on his throne; The slave beneath the torrid zone;

The soldier rough; the letter'd sage, And careless youth, and helpless age; And all that live, and breathe and move; 'Tis the PURE KISS OF INFANT LOVE!

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VOL. I.

POLITICAL.

FOR THE BOSTON SPECTATOR.

BOSTON, SATURDAY, APRIL 16, 1814.

the only people, who ever entered upon the duty of governing themselves in a state of perfect political equality. There has always

ON THE PECULIAR CHARACTER OF PARTIES been in other states more or less military or

IN THIS COUNTRY.

PARTIES have existed in all countries where there has been any freedom. They are essential to its preservation. For if could you suppose a case in a state, where those, who did not approve of the administration, should not be strong enough to make a party, they must be oppressed.

A party, then, and a party large enough to be feared, is essential to liberty. The common-place complaint about party spirit is therefore unreasonable. Men in general are certainly unable to say, whether the spirit which animates them is pure, disinterested love of their country, or an attachment to their friends, their early opinions, perhaps their prejudices. A man, who honestly acts with the party under which he was brought up, is entitled to charity at least, if not to respect

But let not men presume, upon these concessions, to say, that if parties must exist, and if they are even necessary to the preservation of a free state, it is indifferent to which party you belong, or that you may change your party at pleasure. Not so. It is undoubtedly the ordination of Providence, and certainly for the best good of all creation, that there should be moral and physical evil in the world; ar 1 yet it does not follow, that a man may as well be a murderer, or a maniack, as to be virtuous and sound.

hereditary power; more or less aristocracy, founded either in consent or usurpation; or something to prevent the experiment from having a full and fair operation.

In 1776 we were in the novel situation (with the exception of 500,000 black Helots in Virginia) of a whole people not only politically, but, I might almost add, practically, pecuniarily equal; or rather, more equal in these last respects, than any people that ever lived since the patriarchal ages.

What was the result of the experiment? We say nothing of Virginia and New York, where an existing aristocracy and the slave cultivation disturbed the natural operation; but in every other part of America, and especially in New England, the parties have taken and constantly maintained, and will forever maintain, till we are subjugated, (let our apostates be ever so numerous) their natural division, which is, between those who have knowledge, talents, virtues, and property, and those who, knowing that it has not pleased God to give them an equal share of them, hate, envy, and oppose those who are more favoured. This however may be said to be theory, and I am too much of a practical man to permit this objection to rest against my proposition.

From the peace of 1783 to this day, I have own this State most intimately. We have had always two parties in it. The one have Though there may be fairly, and indeed been, always, the friends of liberty, order, remust be, at least two parties in every free spectable judiciaries, security and stability to state; yet so far from its being indifferent to property, learning, and religion; the other, which you belong, it is scarcely possible that enemies to true liberty, fond of revolution, inthe merits of the two should be equal. If insurrection, enemies to a regular judiciary, to England some doubts might exist as to the parties which have divided that country, it has been owing to the absolute preponderance, which all political parties have in that country over that moveable and restless mass, which, in European countries, would be fatal to order and civil liberty, if it were not thus restrained.

earning, and religion.

Ambitious men of some talents have sometimes put themselves at the head of the party, to which they do not naturally belong"; so did Cataline, and Clodius, and Cæsar quit the Patricians to join the Plebeian party. We have thus seen Hancock and Samuel Adams, and more recently still (incredibile visû) the very In our country, we have no such mass, call-nurselings of aristocracy, the favourers of lords ed the mob, except perhaps in New York, Philadelphia, and Baltimore. Our people have son e stake almost universally, in the welfare and order of the state.

But, although we have not this dangerous body, profligate from poverty, yet there has existed a division in our country strongly marked; and on one side are arranged learning, property, talents, and virtues,-and on the other, inordinate ambition, and every thing which is restless in society.

These are the two natural parties in all states; and in no country on the face of the globe, from the destruction of Babel to the overthrow of Bonaparte, has there been any case in which parties were left to take their natural direction, so much as in this.

It would be only an useless parade of learning to examine the examples of states which have passed away.

Every man of sense and reading will perceive, that I am correct in saying, that we are

and nobility and hereditary rank, go over to
the insurrection party, I mean Mr. Adams the
father, and the son.

No man however, who has known our state,
can doubt that Bowdoin and Lincoln, and
Strong and Sumner, and Ames and Parsons,
and Dana and Sedgwick, and Phillips, and I
may add a thousand more; the lawyers (ex-
cepting Morton and Dana, and Austin and
Smith, and lately Holmes, and a few others);
the clergy (excepting Bentley, and Aiken, and
Foster, and a few associates); the greater
part of the medical men; the whole body of
merchants (with one or two exceptions); and
the most solid part of the Farming interests,
have belonged to the party of law, and order,
and good principles. In short, Nature has
made this division, and it cannot be broken up.
The Insurrection of 1786, the adoption of
the Constitution, the Gerrymander Legislative
measures, are three great events, which drew
out the true character of the parties. They

NO. XVI.

stand in those three scenes in alto relievo, full and prominent.

We may hereafter show how immoral and disgraceful it is in any sensible man to quit such a party, and go over to its enemies.

FOR THE BOSTON SPECTATOR.

NO. VIII.

THE INTEGRITY OF THE UNITED STATES MUST BE PRESERVED.

EXTRACTS CONCLUDED.

Shewing the comparative strength, resources, and local advantages of the different sections of the Union.

"THE policy of the Virginians, in respect to the middle and northern states, appears to originate in a jealousy and envy of their power, skill, and resources. Of their relative weakness, experience, during the late war, rendered them justly sensible. During the revolutionary war, the requisitions upon Massachusetts and Virginia, for troops to compose the standing force, were generally equal. Notwithstanding which, the average number of men, furnished by Massachusetts, exceeded those of Virginia, in a ratio of more than Indeed more than four tenths three to one. of the average standing force, during the nine years of war, were furnished by Massachusetts and Connecticut, notwithstanding which, and in no smal! degree from a neglect of the economy so much affected at present, the expenditures in ginia exceeded those in Massachusetts.

The slaves and poor whites of Virginia are too much degraded and too dependent to excite any apprehensions in the minds of the aristocracy, of their acquiring any political influence: their physical force is alone dreaded. By declaiming in favour of the rights of man, and affecting a superiour respect to republican principles, they do not consider their own rights as endangered at home, while they are sure of thereby extending their influence in the other states. By impairing the national establishments, to the lowest degree consistent with a nominal Union, they bring the different members of the confederacy nearly to a level with their own insignificance, and keep them all ignorant of their relative power. By stimu lating the ambition of low demagogues and systematically attacking the character of the man conspicuous for talents, who is not a Virginian, and by a systematical caution, in avoiding all causes of collision and dissension, when Virginians are concerned, they hope to be able to command the best talents of their own state, while they suppress the talents of their rivals. In short; while their policy is by no means contemptible, when considered merely as conducive to the preservation of their own wretched and imbecile internal system, it can only be compared, in respect to the Union at large, to the government of chaos, as described by Milton. The elevation of their chief was occasioned by an anarchy of moral and political principles ;-he is endeavouring to balance and neutralize the hot, cold, moist, and dry elements of democracy and faction-be adheres for the moment, to those principles

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Though the manuscript, from which I have taken these extracts, embraces many speculations on the policy of the administration, at the time they were written, and their probable future measures; speculations which have proved correct, by events which have since been experienced, I shall copy no more, as my object was principally to state some important facts, which ought to be familiar not only to every statesman, but to every individual, who would form a satisfactory opinion, as to several momentous questions, which are frequently before the publick, and on which the judgment ought to be well informed.

Though these extracts have no brilliance of style to recommend them, I have considered them highly useful, as qualifying him, who peruses them attentively, to perceive what is or is not practicable, in case circumstances render some effort necessary to secure to the northern section of the Union their original consequence their character, their rights, and their prosperity.

The report of the day is that an Armistice has been agreed upon between the United States and Canada forces. No authority is given, and of course no credit is attached to the rumour.

Admiral Cochrane has arrived in the Chesapeake, with 4 sail of the line, and 5 frigates. General Wilkinson's subalterns, who are either partial to him, or corrupted to his purposes, are writing the most disgusting, bombastick, ridiculous descriptions of his prowess, in his FAILURE on attacking a stone mill. Don Quixote and the windmill over again.

The states from New Jersey to Maryland inclusive, and which constitute the remaining division of our country, are chiefly distinguish ed from the northern states by circumstances which peculiarly expose them to divided councils, and the distinctions of party spirit and faction. Those, who unite political integrity with intelligence in these states, are sincere federalists, and justly appreciate the importance of an efficient national government. By an unfortunate policy, the landholders of Pennsylvania, with the view of suddenly enhancing LITERARY AND MISCELLANEOUS, the value of their estates, encouraged foreignFOR THE BOSTON SPECTATOR. ers of all nations to become citizens, till at THE CONFIDANT, No. VIII. length the powers of the government have been transferred to a class of people, too hetTo the Confidant. erogeneous to be susceptible of mutual confiSIR, WERE I induced to take the pen, dence, and too violent and ignorant to use merely to furnish a short essay for the readers power with moderation. The transmontane of the Boston Spectator, I should certainly not counties must, at all times, strongly partici- Basc, contemptibly base is the man, who take GAMBLING for my theme. It is a vice, pate in the feelings of the western states: The can reconcile it to his mind, to accede to per- which has commanded the attention of many Germans, by their language, and by their at-petual servitude, and entail a wretched depend- an able and elegant writer, and its pernicious, tachment to their national manners, will long ence on his children, if such degradation be- frequently fatal consequences, have been remain a distinct and comparatively an illite- comes necessary only by his voluntary sacrifice strikingly represented by distinguished drarate people, exposed, of course, to the seduc-by a pusillanimous neglect of the means and matists. Nothing new can be said on the subtions, and fit instruments for gratifying the advantages, which God and nature have vested ject, except what I state with sincere regret, passions of artful demagogues. The influence in him to maintain his freedom and promote that it is a vice making great and alarming of the Friends will be mild and beneficent, con- his happiness while he who talks of a separa-progress in Boston. ducive to order, the improvement of the arts, tion of the Union, as an event to be effected and the accumulation of property. They will, merely by a vote or of civil war,-new forms however, consider themselves more as mem- of government or other revolutionary measbers of a sect, than of a nation, and like the ures, without first examining seriously the Virginians, they will be systematically oppos- practicability of any such proposition, and the ed to all measures for increasing the publick future consequences, can be little better than force. The politicks of Pennsylvania can never be directed by a more malign influence than at present, considering that one third of the people, comprising the most intelligent, and, with the exception of the Germans, the most wealthy classes, are federal; that the principles of finance and commerce are well understood; that few are indigent, and the love of property almost an exclusive passion: moreover, that the artists and manufacturers are already sufficiently numerous to form a distinct class, and as such, to exert a political influence, it appears but reasonable to conclude that this state will avoid any serious disturbances, and that her internal collisions will gradually serve to improve her character.

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But whatever complexion the politicks of Pennsylvania finally assume, they must control Delaware and Maryland. The city of Baltimore depends principally on Pennsylvania for support, and has flourished, not only, without the patronage, but contrary to the wishes of Maryland. The three western counties are probably the most fertile, and here the Pennsylvania character is predominant. The counties east of Chesapeake bay, and between that bay and the Potomack, are declining in importance; and in these districts the state of society, occasioned, principally, by the influence of slavery, inclines them in a certain degree to favour the views of Virginia-the power of Pennsylvania must, however, finally prevail.

a madman.

It appears to me, the statements of the distinguished writer to whom I have been indebted throw not only a clear light, on the whole of the Jeffersonian and Madisonian policy; give us just grounds of alarm for the future; but direct the mind to the means, to which, sooner r later, we must resort for security. The subject will therefore be a little further pursued.

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GENERAL REGISTER.

BOSTON, SATURDAY, APRIL 16, 1814.

EUROPEAN. Nothing but indistinct rumours have reached us from France, since our last, except that Murat has effected an accommodation with the allies.

DOMESTICK. A bill to repeal the Embargo law, and take off such commercial restrictions, as are not necessarily implied in a state of war, passed the house of representatives in Congress, on the 7th instant-155 to 37. The senate, it is said, have committed it.

It is now confirmed that General Wilkinson, with an army of about 4000 men, entered Canada, on the 29th ult. attacked a British outpost and was obliged to retreat, with considerable loss; 150 being killed or wounded..

On the 8th instant, four British barges and two launches, commanded by Captain Coote, of the brig Borer, with 200 men, ascended Connecticut river to Pettipague point and destroyed 20 sail of vessels, ships among others; the whole estimated at 150,000 dollars. Pettipague is situated on the west side of Connecticut River, 6 miles from the Light-house.

It is certainly the peculiar interest of the small states to support the national government upon the principles of the federal party. Their local situation is however such, that they must follow the fortunes of four powerful states, who possess the power of governing the Union. This renders it somewhat difficult to calculate the future conduct of New Jersey. The habits and principles of the people strong-loans of money for Government. To encourly incline them to New England; their connections and local interests will perhaps subject them to the influence of Pennsylvania."

Attempts are making, in this town, to obtain

age the justly odious transaction, promises are
made to conceal the knowledge of the culprits'
names from the publick

The facility with which the police regulations of this town are executed the decorum which prevails on the day of rest and worship -the profound silence which reigns through our streets, at all unseasonable hours of night, together with the long admitted reputation of the metropolis of Massachusetts for correct morals, had led me to believe that we enjoyed a highly enviable state of society. But some reports, which I had recently heard, and the solicitations of an acquaintance, to whom I have no objection, but his incipient partiality for the practice I have mentioned, prevailed on me to witness scenes new, unexpected, and painful.

I was ushered into a retired apartment at

's, by no means the only retreat, as I am informed, of this character, in Boston. The few, whose eagerness had assembled them before we entered, were not of a description to excite great astonishment, as I knew their idle life and sinking reputations abroad. But judge of my surprise, when I found them joined by men, I will by no means say of the first standing in town, yet whom I should have supposed total strangers both to such a resort and such a disgraceful occupation. I, at first, imagined their appearance accidental, and looked for some symptom of disgust. Judge of my disappointment on observing their complacency, their familiarity with the company, and the unmoved composure with which they were received.

The business of the evening, I may say of almost every evening, went on with spirit. Those, who have no money for their creditors, had here something to hazard. Considerable bets were made on every game, and to increase the interest of play, on many intervening occurrences. Sums, which many a reputable member of society would consider a valuable recompense for a week of persevering industry, were here won or lost every few minutes; and disappointment solaced by wine, or relieved by violent imprecations. I need not describe the particulars of such a scene: Gambling universally leads to one train of consequences, which have often been enumerated. About twelve I left the party, still deeply engaged in their orgies, except a few, whom a

remaining sense of decency, obeyed however with apparent reluctance, had previously summoned to their FAMILIES !

I will mention no names; I will designate no individual-but I there recognized men who would blush, yet, to be addressed in the streets, by some of their profligate associates. With such men I would expostulate. In such men a sensibility to character is not wholly extinguished. They may yet be alive to reflection;-yet capable of seeing, dreading, and shunning the consequences of their con

duct.

I do not propose to preach on the wickedness of this passion. That respectable province belongs to its proper functionaries. But I would ask their attention to the destructive effects of gambling.

Are you a set party, who assemble at these haunts, with nearly equal talents for the disgraceful business, in which you engage? Then what can you profit? Your money is frequently changing proprietor, but, in the end, none can gain, by your own doctrine of the laws of hazard. You waste your time-you risk your character-your expenses must come from the common stock; so that, eventually, all must lose. Have you some weak fools, of your party, whom you dupe to be the victims of your avarice? Beware how you reconcile your mind to a dishonesty, which differs from the most barefaced fraud, only in name and circumstance, not in nature. Do you inveigle strangers among you, with a premeditated design for common plunder? Take your pistol-boldly present yourself in the highway; it is more honourable than your practice. The citizen you rob will dare to complain-he will have the aid of justice in regaining his property, if you can be detected, and to immure you in the State's Prison, for your crime against society.

But, under whichever of these cases you may be classed, the tendency is to ruin your families. Is it thus you fulfil your vows of affection to your once adored companion? Is your taste so depraved, as to relinquish the delights of domestick happiness for the vulgar intercourse of a horde of gamblers?

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That character, which is your family's, you are exposing to infamy-that time, which is theirs, you are wasting in worse than idleThat property, which, if possessed of one spark of tenderness, you would devote to the benefit of a wife and children, you dissipating on a thankless landlord, or a crew of profligate associates; and when you leave them, it is to return to that abode, which ought to be the paradise of your delight, the centre of all your affections-fevered with wine, if not intoxicated-morose from repeated disappointment-and gloomy from the consciousness of your own degradation. In the morning your countenance is haggard, and your nerves unstrung. You have yet some business, because the world do not know you. But, habituated to the high excitement of the gaming table, your business becomes dull, tedious, and disgusting. You long for the nocturnal rendezvous, if you have lost, to recover; if you have won, in the foolish hope of permanent success; or if totally demoralized, as is sooner or later the case, to fly from reflection, indifferent to property, character, duty, or health, only anxious to silence the moniTHEATES. tions of reason. Yours, &c.

MICHAEL ANGELO. WHEN genius and industry unite, it is asMichael can effect. tonishing what they Angelo, the pride and glory of modern Italy,

is a striking instance. The monuments of his fame, produced by his own hand, without considering the stupendous works which he superintended,would seem to require ages to accomplish. The intuitive powers of his mind were so remarkably acute as frequently to save him much manual labour. It is said, that walking among rude blocks of marble, he would fix his attention upon cne, in which no other person could discover any particular aptitude for his purpose. With his hammer and chissel, he would knock off a few corners, and you were surprised to behold a bust!

RAPHAEL.

How disgusting is wit, when displayed on the monuments of the dead! Raphael was honoured with a tomb in the Pantheon, at Rome, that superb and imperishable edifice, which Agrippa dedicated to all the gods, and in after ages his holiness, the Pope, to all the saints. But Cardinal Bembo, who wrote his inscription, yielded to that passion for the concetto, which so strongly marks the Italian taste, in every thing belonging to literature Ille hic est Raphaël, timuit quo sospite vinci Rerum magna parens, et moriente mori.

"The mind-the Musick breathing from her face." In a note on this line, in the "Bride of Abydos," Lord Byron thinks it necessary to defend himself against criticism. He says "I will merely request the reader to recollect, for ten seconds, the features of the woman whom he believes to be the most beautiful; and if he then does not comprehend fully, what is feebly expressed in the above line, I shall be sorry for us both. After all (adds he) this is rather to be felt, than described; still I think there are some who will understand it, at least they would, had they beheld the countenance, whose speaking harmony suggested the idea; for this passage is not drawn from imagination, but memory, that mirror which affiction dashes to the earth, and looking down upon the fragments, only beholds the reflection multiplied."

I cannot comprehend the feelings of the critick who could object to the figure in the

text.

The harmony of expression is a term originating perhaps with artists, but now understood by every one, and in familiar use. A Frenchman carries the idea much farther, and that too in his raptures on contemplating a beautiful statue, " Quelle harmonie dans ces formes! Quelle melodie! Oui, elles composent pour l'oeil (qu'on me passe cette expression) un air charmant. Il y a une musique de la couleur et de la forme comme il y a une musique du son." But we may well excuse the criticism, which gave occasion to his Lordship to introduce a note, embracing one of the most beautiful and interesting figures in the book-Affliction, in despair, dashing the mirror of recollection to the earth, and only finding the dear object of regret reflected from every fragment. This is a true poetick trait, which every feeling mind will admire.

TO THE EDITOR OF THE SPECTATOR.
Sir,

WHILST I was sitting in a stage tavern a few evenings since, waiting for a gentleman, whom I had appointed to meet there, came in a very good looking man, who by his dress I took to be a sailor. He had a small bundle in his hand, which as he took a chair near me, he laid on the floor by his side.

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tertaining and intelligent, I immediately addressed him without much reserve, and the following kind of narrative ensued. You have the appearance of a seafaring man, sir; are you lately arrived from a voyage? Yes, sir, and the longest voyage I ever made with my land tacks aboard. I have travelled, sir, from Charleston, S. C. to Boston, and a most rugged passage I've had of it, I assure you. I have followed the sea ten years, sir; and whilst sailors were allowed to look out for themselves, and could go and come when they pleased, I did very well; but since they have got us into this war, to fight for sailors' rights as they call it, I've scarcely made shift to earn my biscuit. Whilst we had the right to receive 25 dollars a month, and our choice of vessels and voyages, what other rights did I want? Trade was free enough for me, when I could cross the Atlantick, cruize about the Mediterranean, or up the Baltick; when I could always get a voyage to India or the South Sea, or a shorter one if I pleased; aye and then I had something to show for it. I used to be pretty well rigg'd in them times, and plenty of the shiners in my pocket; not so many of these splices about my gear (here the poor fellow looked at his patched trowsers) as you see now. the war for free trade and sailors' rights, instead of choice of voyages I've had only the choice to starve at home, or rot in a prison ship. I preferred starving at home, till I was fairly starved out, and then was glad of the first opportunity to get off. There was no voyages to be found but coasting, so I shipt for Charleston, and we went skulking along shore, afraid of every thing we saw, hauling our wind for one, keeping away for another, crossing rips and running among shoals, till finally, as good luck would have it, we got safe to our port. We were all pretty merry at the thoughts of having escaped Johnny English; but whilst We were hauling in to the wharf, down came the musick with a gang and a broad flag with large capitals Free trade and Sailors' rights. This, says I, is a bad prognostick; there's always ill luck behind it; these fellows are like moon cursers, they hold out a light to destroy the ship. Sure enough, the next day the embargo came; so here we were as bad as being cast away; Free trade would'nt let us come home by water; and Sailors' rights obliged us to travel about 1,000 miles with nothing to bear our expenses. long passage as I said before, and never was I on shorter allowance. I tell you what, sir, 'tis a hard case and I'm ashamed to own it, but I've been obliged to beg (here the tears started into his eyes); I love my country, sir, and am willing to fight for it; but when they take away my living, when they starve me to maintain my rights, I think they are wrong, and I would rather they would let my rights alone.

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I've come through many a town where Sailors' rights are in every one's mouth, and I could not get a bit of bread to put in my own. In one great city I saw more than a dozen signs with "Free trade and Sailors' rights," and yet five of our ship's crew could get no In another town lodging but in a stable.

there to the southward, I ventured into a tavern kitchen, they told me there were some gentlemen in the hall celebrating a victory, and said it would be a good time to get a collection from them, to help me home. I went to the hall door, and stood awhile ashamed to enter; at last I heard them give this toast, "Free Trade and Sailors' rights;" my heart mis gave me; but perhaps, says I, whilst they are drinking sailors' rights, they may give en-something to relieve his misfortunes; so in I

As I always feel a considerable interest in this class of men, and frequently find them

goes. A sailor, gentlemen, is in want, can you give him a trifle to help him home? "Where do you belong?" To Boston, please your honours. "O you are all old tories in Boston; we are republicans here, you are upon a wrong chase, my lad, you may as well be off." I didn't exactly know what they meant by old tories, but I was sure by their screwing up their faces and their grinning that it was some reproach, and I couldn't bear this, you know; I couldn't bear to hear my native town reviled or abused; no, sir, my blood rose like the sea in a high wind, it was all in a foam, sir, and although I entered the room as humble as a beggar, I now felt as proud as a lord: so I told them, that Bostonians were better than they were, Tories or whatever; were better friends to their country and Sailors' rights; aye, and I'm mistaken if they don't soon let you know, says I, that they can defend both besides if a stranger was in want in Boston, he would be assisted, and not insulted; the noble and generous hearts there are always ready to relieve a fellow's misfortunes, without asking him where he belongs. After giving 'em this broadside, I quit 'em, and held 'em in as much disdain as a 74, although dismasted, would a parcel of scurvy gunboats. Thank G-, I have arrived here at last, and though poor, I know I'm welcome; and I had rather be in Boston without a cent, than belong to some countries I could name, with a plantation of slaves.'

I was so pleased with the naiveté with which this honest tar told his story, that I thought it worthy a publick record; and accordingly send it to you with the hope, that you would give it a place in your Spectator. A.

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POETRY.

SELECTED.

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ced.

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ALAS! and shall that aged pile
Never in ancient splendour smile?
And shall the lonely owlet hoot

For ever through its ivy'd wall?
And shall no more the lover's lute
Awake the happy signal-call,

Or grace the pleasures of its stately hall?
Oh never! if in evil hour

A foreign foot attaint our soil!
Oh never! if the Despot's power

Pollutes our pure-our lovely iste !
His aid is murder in disguise ;
His triumph, freedom's obsequies ;

His faith, is fraud-his wisdom, guile;
Creation withers in his smile-
Mid ruin upon ruin hurled,

He flames, the Etna of the world!
No offering can avert his wrath,
No human feeling cross his path.
See Spain, in his embraces, die,
His ancient friend, his firm ally!
See hapless Portugal, who thought
A common creed her safety bought-
A common creed! alas, his life
Has beeh one bloody, impious strife!
Beneath his torch the altars burn
And blush on the polluted urn-
Beneath his christian foot, is trod
The symbol of the christian God-
The plunder'd fane-the murder'd priest,
The holy pontiff's age oppressed,
Religion's blush, and Nature's sigh,
Proclaim NAPOLEON's piety!!
Where'er his locust legions veer,
Ruin and woe and want are there--
And dreams of future murders sweep
Across their fever'd hour of sleep.
Thus, mid the desert's cheerless blight,
A vulture pauses in his flight,
And, on some rock's congenial breast,
Unwilling takes his wither'd rest,
Again, on rapine's wing, to rise
The taint and terror of the skies.

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FROM MISS M. R. MITFORD'S "BLANCH." OH it is sad, when far away,

To mourn the home once lov'd so well;
Paint every charm in colours gay,

And every ruin'd comfort tell!
And shudder as still rushing on
Springs the sad thought-FOREVER GONE!
But sadder far it is to come,
A branded outcast, stain'd and lost,
And wander like a restless ghost,

Around that lov'd and lovely home!
There the despairing mourner sits;
Her father's form before her flits,
Such as it wont in days long fled :
And she blest heav'n that he was dead,
Before from his own castle gate
Was turn'd his orphan, desolate.

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********** AND oh! how oft
In seasons of depression,-when the lamp
Of life burn'd dim, and all unpleasant thoughts
Subdued the proud aspirings of the soul,-
When doubts and fears withheld the timid eye
From scanning scener to come, and a deep sense

Of human frailty turn'd the past to pain,
How oft have I remember'd that a world
Of glory lay around me, that a source
Of lofty solace lay in every star,
And that no being need behold the sun
And grieve, that knew Wao hung him in the sky.
[Wilson

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