Would in my bosom thou could'st lie,
Conceal'd from misery's searching eye!
But, serpent-tooth'd, she riots there,

And feeds the poisonous canker, care.
Shun then this talisman of woe,

That pines with sorrows none must know!
Thy griefs are transient: soon thou'lt be
Beyond the power of destiny.
Already do thy charms decay,
And all thy fragrance dies away;
But I must linger in my pain,

And never taste of peace again :
Year after year may roll away,
And sorrow mark each coming day;
Till quite exhausted by my woes,
I die, like thee, to find repose!

END OF VOL. I.

OH

BANE, MINERVA-PRESS, LEADENHALL-STREET.

THE IMPENETRABLE SECRET,
BY MR. LATHOM,

In Two Volumes 12mo. price gs. sewed.

"This tale," says the Author in his preface, "is not a romance, for I have been faithfully assured, that the incidents contained in it have actually taken place. In action, they cannot but have excited a considerable interest to the parties who were concerned in them; should half their interest accompany them to the closet, the Author will judge himself sufficiently repaid for the promulgation of his secret.'

If this was his object, we doubt not but he will be amply repaid; for we seldom remember to have met with a tale possessing so much to catch the feelings and improve the heart. The adventitious aids of declamatory dialogue, and secondhand sentiment, he carefully avonis; and has travelled through the classic retreats of Mrs. Radcliffe, without stopping us to bait with an Alpine description on the road. The story is built on an incident which has long been a favourite on the stage, in a comedy of Shakespeare's, and was lately introduced into the dressing-room, by the Canterbury Tales of Mrs. Lee. But the circumstances which precede the disclosure of the secret, and the events that unravel the web of the mystery, are, notwithstanding, most unusually interesting; and, unless we give credit to the truly author-like avowal just quoted from the preface, perfectly original. Britif Critic, December, 1305.

66 A mong the very few of our modern novels that possess any thing to make amends for the labour of perusal, we are happy to class the production before us. It is the work of a gentleman already well known in the literary world, and the Impenetrable Secret will certainly take nothing from the fame that he has gained. The story is so clearly connected, and worked with so much ingenuity, that a powerful interest is excited from the beginning of the first volume, to the middle of the second; and though suspense is there terminated, curicsity is kept alive to the conclusion of the book. The events are romantic, but natural. The writer has not encumbered his paper with episodes, which usually occupy paper without seizing on the passions, nor embroidered his Italian scenery with convent turrets, hanging larches, and the rest of those high-sounding words, to which many of his novel-writing brethren attach so much importance and effect. He has de. pended on the strength of his plot; and, while we acknow. ledge that this is, on the whole, perhaps the firmest suppo:t, we regret that he has not called in to his aid those humorous sketches, and broad delineations, which have so often amused us in his Men and Manners. The moral is, throughout, of the most salutary kind." Monthly Mirror, Dec. 1805.