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The three illustranda are the doctrine of French history—its atrocious character. Plato's eidwaa —so all things sinful are St. Bartholomew's Day. Damiens. Iron only copies of their prototypes in the mind Mask, &c. Shame after shame, and this of the 'l!əd whose name, after the Perforeign upstart, the consummation.

sian custom, I write upside down-the onThe Boiling Well. Mary, I cannot now nipotence of law, and the sin of cheating show it thee, but thou shalt see a type-a at cards. surface as calm and a spirit as troubled The Lady Cheatabell, playing at hunt within.

the Knave out of town, packed the cards, Inscriptions for Major Cartwright's Hie- and gave herself the Knave of Hearts, being ronanticon.—Alfred.

Jack. From that time forth at midnight the
Knave himself haunted her. The bloody
Heart first came into the room, and he after

it-also with his nose. Sancho Garcia, son of Garci Ferrandez.

She goes to a con

jurer : he calls up the Queen of Hearts, as a He and his mother were in the town of superior spirit, but he is outwitted-everySant Estevan, he went hunting rabbits with thing yields to law. He was Jack, and takes a Moorish King, who lived in Gormaz, and in everything; wherefore he wins the Queen, jumping the king fell, e descubrio ***. At and both spirits haunt the Lady Cheatabell. aight the Count's carver, in cutting up the Again the conjuror is consulted-he calls rabbit for his supper, laughed. Aba asked up the Knave and Queen of Spades, and ties why, and the story of the king's fall was them. When they see each other, both partold her.

ties stop, both become powerless and moShe agreed with this Moor to poison her tionless—and thus the Knave is hunted out son, of which he was to be apprized by a of town, or laid in the Red Sea-si placet. wisp of straw sent down the river; and then to marry him and give him the land. Her camarera's lover, Sancho, informed the

Inscriptions. Count, who made his mother drink of the WOBURNE—The Duke of Bedford. poisoned cup, sent down the straw, and

Smithfield—the Martyrs.
killed the Moorish King, whose name was
Abdumelic, or Mahomad Almohadio.
St. Torpes.

Man-in-the-Moon Thought.
King Rodrigo. But for this I want the

This man-in-the-moon thought might be old Chronica, and the Conde de Mora's extended into a good satire. Hist. de Toledo, both being lying books of

Journey there upon a night mare, who good imagination, unless they are belied.

was begotten by Pegasus upon El Borak.

The goddess of the moon ; young and

lovely when I arrived. Her change to old Christmas Tale.

age. A CARISTMAS tale, this Christmas time,

All the lost things there; but some things Dear Williams Wynn, you ask of me,

recovered from thence. I will begin, Dear Williams Wynn,

Candidates for the manship, Mr. Phillips A Christmas tale for thee.

among the rest. But Bonaparte sends up

one, and he immediately declares war aYou play at cards this Christmas time

gainst England. oh never cheat, dear W. W. it is a sin, &c.

Inventory of things found there.—The

Decades of Livy, &c. Lord Nelson's dying 'See Poems, p. 441.-J. W.W.


of our watching! they drink the chicha, inFire Flies, &c.

toxicate themselves, beat us to a jelly, take “Quam multiplex cincindelarum diver- us by the hair of the head, and trample us sitas noctu stellarum instar passim collu- under foot. Would to God! father, that centium! Aliæ bruchi magnitudine alarum my mother had buried me as soon as she jactatione, aliæ solis ex oculis lucem vibrant, bore me into the world! Thou knowest that quæ libro legendo sufficiat. Quædam solis all this is true, for it is what daily passes natibus splendorem edunt. Vermes quoque before your eyes; but our worst evil you majusculi toto corpore coruscant. Ligna, do not understand, because you cannot feel arundines, arborum folia, plantarum radices, it. After serving her husband like a slave, postquam computruere, in territoriis maxime the poor Indian sees him at the end of humidis, adamantum, pyroporum, smarag- twenty years take a girl for his wife, who dorum, chrysolithorum, rubinorum,&c. more is without understanding : he loves her, and lucem viridem, rubram, flavam, cæruleam though she beats our children and maltreats noctu spargunt, mirumque in modum oculos us, we cannot complain, for he cares nothing oblectant."-DOBRIZHOFFER, tom. ii. p. 389. | for us, and loves us no longer. The young

wife rules everything, and treats us as her

servants, and silences us, if we presume to [Indian Woman's defence of Child-murder.] speak, with the stick. Can then a woman

An Indian woman, who had just put to procure a greater blessing for her daughter death her new-born daughter, thus defended than to save her from all this, which is worse herself to Gumella, after patiently listening than death! Would to God ! father, I say, to all his reproaches :-“Would to God! that my mother had shown her love to me father,-would to God that my mother, when in burying me as soon as I was born; my she brought me into the world, had had love heart would not have had so much to enand compassion enough for me to have spared dure, nor my eyes so much to weep!" me all the pains which I have endured till

This he says

has translated literally this day, and am to endure till the end of from the Betoye language, as it was uttered my life! If my mother had buried me as to him. soon as born, I should have been dead, but should not have felt death, and she would have exempted me from that death to which

[Germ of the Tale of Paraguay.] I am unavoidably subject, and as well as A Party of Spaniards were gathering the from sorrows that are as bitter. Think, herb of Paraquay on the south bank of the father, what a life we Indian women endure Rio Empalado, and having gathered all they among these Indians ! they go with us with could find, sent three of their number over their bows and arrows, and that is all. We the river, to see if any trees were on the go laden with a basket, with a child hang- other side. There were found a hut of the ing at the breast, and another in the basket. savages, and a plantation of maize. Terrified These go to kill a bird or a fish; we must at supposing that the whole forest swarmed dig the earth, and provide for all with the with savages; they lurked in their huts, harvest. They return at night without any and sent to the Reduction of S. Joachim, burden ; we must carry roots to eat, maize requesting that a Jesuit would come in search for their chicha. Our husbands when they of these savages, and reduce them. Dobrizreach home, go talk with their friends; we hoffer went with forty Indians, crost the must fetch wood and water to prepare their Empalado, searched the woods as far as the supper. They go to sleep; we must spend Mondayěh miri, and on the third day traced great part of the night in grinding maize, out by a human footstep a little hovel to make their drink. And what is the end | taining a mother, a son in his twentieth, and


adaughter in her fifteenth year. Being asked | venienced him terribly, for else he could where the rest of their horde were, they re- climb trees like a monkey. All wore the plied, they were the only survivors ! the hair loose. The man had neither bored his small-pox had cutoff all the rest. The youth lip, nor wore any feathers. They had no had repeatedly searched the woods in hopes earring, but they wore a string of wooden of finding a wife, but in vain. The Spaniards pyramidal beads, very heavy and very noisy. also for two years had been employed in that Dobrizhoffer asked if they were to frighten part of the country herb gathering and they away the gnats, and gave a gay string of confirmed his assertion, that it was utterly beads in their place. They were both tall uninhabited.

and well made. The girl would have been The missionary asked them to go with him called beautiful by any European ; she was to the Reduction: the mother made but like a nymph or driad. They were rejoiced one objection, she had tamed three boars, rather than terrified at the sight of Dobriz who were like dogs to her. If they got and his party. They spake Guarani, but as into a dry place, or should be exposed to the imperfectly as may be supposed. sun, having always lived in the thick shade, The man had never seen other woman; they would infallibly perish.

“ Hanc soli- the girl never other man, for, just before citudinem quæso, animo ejicias tuo, reposui; her birth, her father had been killed by a cordi mihi fore chara animalcula, nil dubites. tyger. The girl gathered fruits and wood, Sole æstuante umbram, ubi ubi demum, cap- through thorns and reeds, in a dreadful tabimus. Neque lacunæ, amnes, paludes ubi country. Not to be alone at this employrefrigeruntur tua hæc corcula unquam dee- ment, she usually had a parrot on her shoulrunt."

der, a monkey on her arm, fearless of tygers, Here they had lived in a place infested though the place abounded with them (they by all sorts of insects and reptiles, with no- knew her); yet tygers are there more danthing but muddy water for their drink. Alces gerous than in the savannahs, where cattle (antas), deer, rabbits, birds, maize, the roots are plenty. of the mandio tree, was their food. They They were clothed, treated with especial spun the threads of the caraquata for their kindness, and sent often to the woods, in cloaths and hammocks. Honey was their hopes of saving their health, and few weeks dainty. The mother smoked through a reed; as usual brought with it a severe seasoning, the son chawed. He had a shell for a knife. rheum, loss of spirit, appetite, and flesh. Sometimes he sed a reed. But he had two In a few months the mother died, a happy bits of an old knife, no bigger each than his death, in full belief and faith of a happy thumb, fastened with thread and wax to a hereafter. The maid withered like a flower, wooden handle, which he wore in his girdle. and soon followed her to the grave, and “nisi With them he made his arrows and traps, vehementissime fallor, ad cælum.” and opened trees to get the honey. They There was not a dry eye at her burial. bad no vessels to boil anything, and there. The brother recovered; he also got through fore used the herb cold, gourds being their the small-pox remarkably well, and no fear only cups or pots. The women both wore was now entertained for him. He was in their hammock by day. The youth a man- high health, chearful and happy, content in delion (lacerna), girt with a cord, it was all acts of religion ; every body loved him. from his shoulders to the knee, and his gourd An old Indian Christian with whom the of tobacco hung from the girdle.

youth lived, told Dobrizhoffer he thought Dobrizhoffer, not liking the girl's trans- him inclined to derangement, for every night parent dress, gave her a cloth, which she he said his mother and sister came to him, turbaned round her head. He gave the and said, “ Thee be baptized, for brother perizomata—drawers, which incon- | coming for you." Dobrizhoffer spoke to




him; he affirmed the same thing, and that, brilliant by a light within it, like Abdaldar's he could have no rest for their warning. ring; but upon nearer inspection the pillar But he was still in high health, and still was of ice, and the light which gave its brilcheerful. Dobrizhoffer was struck by the liance was all the while consuming it.

him at ten o'clock on June 23, the eve of St.John of the princess must operate as a tax upon the Baptist, and in the evening, without the my poor brain, may I not thank Herbert slightest apparent indisposition, the youth and his icicle for a feasible and striking plan. fell asleep in the Lord.”—DOBRIZHOFFER, Begin with such a vision ;-then answer the Hist. of the Abipones.

reproach for obtruding thoughts of mortality and death on such an occasion, and pro

ceed in a high strain of religious philosophy, Missionary Poems.

to show in what manner death, as it must be VANDERKEMP, epitaph.

the last thing of life, becomes also the best. A Greenland eclogue.

In this way William I. may best be introBavians Kloof, epitaph.

duced, and those of the ancestors of those Surinam.

whose names bear a fair report in history, or seem likely to be written in the book of


Feby. 16, 1814. HERBERT' called me back this morning on Castrigg, near Tom's old lodging, to look at

April 11th, 1814. News arrived of Buo"something very curious." It was merely naparte's having consented to retire upon an icicle formed by the dripping of the water

a pension. through a hollow bank, and reaching the Immediate feelings. Personal retroroad, so that it became a little pillar. The

spect. thing was not above three or four inches

Buonaparte's partizans.

His sole exlong, but I was repaid for the trouble of

cuse the specific madness which is produced turning back, for it shaped itself presently by the possession of uncontrolled power. into an allegorical vision :-a splendid hall, Causes of the Revolution. The sins of the supported (chapterhouse like) by one central fathers, &c. Henry IV.'s conformity perpillar, glittering like cut glass, and rendered haps a mortal blow to religion in France. ? His wonderful boy, of whom he wrote to

Moral, political, and military profligacy. Neville White,—"The severest of all afflictions Practical reforms make men happier, better, has fallen upon me.

I have lost my dear son and wiser. In the church abolish vows of Herbert -- my beautiful boy – beautiful in in. celibacy, and confession. tellect and disposition : he who was everything which my heart desired. God's will be done!

April 13. Begin with the Duke. “Quem -MS. Letter, 17th April, 1816.

virûm," &c. Alexander, Frederic, Blucher, J. W. W.

Platoff, and so end with the prince,



“Mandragne the witch, finding them both Astrea.?

dead, cursed her art, hated all her demons, IR Philip Sidney tacked toge

tore her hair, and extremely grieved at the ther the pastoral and the epic

death of these two faithful lovers, and her romance. D'Urfé has united

own contentment," &c.

A lover has resolved upon suicide: “and them. He has done this with great skill, and involved the fates of his

but for Olimborn, perhaps I had served my shepherds and his heroes, so as to form a

own turn; for he was so careful of me, that well-constructed whole.

I could not do any thing to myself, but gave This romance has one wearying and in

me so many diverting reasons to the con

trary, that he kept me alive," &c. Part i. supportable fault. Love questions after the


417. Provençal fashion are continually arising ;

An instance of extraordinary ignorance and set speeches are made pro and con, like the Plaidoyen Historiques of Tristan. It

seems to mark this “person of quality" for has also too much dialogue, which was thought

a woman. P. i. p. 12, is a picture of Saturn, very spiritual in its day, but which is very

throughout which he is spoken of in the fedull and very worthless.

minine gender, and called a hag. No man

could be so uneducated as to have made I have read Astrea in a detestable translation, in which there is not a single beauty

these blunders. It appears too that she beof expression. These “persons of quality"

gan to translate the book before she had

read it, for p. 12, mention is made of the never by any accident stumble upon one ;

den of an old Mandrake. I marked this every where you meet vulgarisms and barbarisms, French idioms and their own idiot

place with a note of astonishment and a

Quid diabolus ? but after a while it apisms. Here are some instances of a strange use of words.

peared that Mandragne is the name of a A lover has stabbed himself mortally! “he

This is probably the book in which Sterne was at the last gasp, yet hearing the lamentation of his shepherdess, and knowing her found the tomb of the two lovers. voice, did call unto her. She, hearing a faint

What magic there is, is good; it is the hollow voice, went towards him. Oh! hea:: All the strangers come to the fountain, or

central point to which every thing tends. vens, how the sight of him did amuse her.” Part i.

are sent by the oracle, and the whole is well p. 185.

managed. I scarcely ever read a work of

fiction in which the events could so little be Southey read over the Astræa again in his

foreseen. latter days, with great delight. It was on his proc an early edition of the original.

La Fontaine valued this book above all J. W. W. others, except Marot and Rabelais; and


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