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see is practised here." Strange!" cries the disap pointed pilgrim in an agony of distress ; " what sort of a world am I now introduced to ? There is scarce a single virtue, but that of temperance, which they practise; and in that they are no way superior to the very brute creation. There is scarce an amusement which they enjoy ; fortitude, liberality, friendship, wisdom, conversation, and love of country, all are virtues entirely unknown here ; thus it seems, that to be aequainted with vice, is not to know virtue. Take me, O my Genius, back to that very world which I have despised: a world which has Alla for its contriver, is much more wisely formed than that which has been projected by Mahomet. Ingratitude, contempt, and hatred I can now suffer, for perhaps I have deserved them. When I arraigned the wisdom of Providence, I only shewed my own ignorance; henceforth let me keep from vice myself, and pity it in others.”

He had scarce ended, when the Genius, assuming an air of terrible complacency, called all his thunders around him, and vanished in a whirlwind. Asem, astonished at the terror of the scene, looked for his imaginary world; when, casting his eyes around, he perceived himself in the very situation, and in the very place, where he first began to repine and despair ; his right foot had been just advanced to take the fatal plunge, nor had it been yet withdrawn; so instantly did Providence strike the truths just imprinted on his soul. He now departed from the water-side in tranquillity, and, leaving his horrid mansion, travelled to Segestan, his native city; where he diligently applied himself to commerce, and put in practice that wisdom he had learned in solitude. The frugality of a few years soon produced opulence; the number of his domestics increased; his friends came to him from every part of the city ; nor did he receive them with disdain; and a youth of misery was concluded with an old age of elegance, affluence, and ease.

A THOUGHT ON DEATH.

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EATH, to a good man, is but passing through

a dark entry, out of one little dusky room of his Father's house, into another that is fair and large, lightsome and glorious, and divinely entertaining. O, may the rays and splendors of my heavenly apartment shoot far downward, and gild the dark entry with such a cheerful gleam, as to banish every fear, when I shall be called to pass through!

THE PEDLAR AND HIS ASS.

Percival.

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T was noon day, and the sun shone intensely bright,

when a pedlar driving his ass, laden with the choicest Burslem ware, stopped upon Delamere Forest, to taste some refreshment. He sat down upon the turf, and after consuming the provisions in his satchel, emptied his dram bottle, and then composed himself to sleep. But the ass, who had travelled many a wearisome mile without taking a morsel of food, remained muzzled by his side, wistfully viewing the blossoms of furze, which grew in great abundance around them. Fatigue and heat, however, overpowered the sensations of hunger, and drowsiness stole on him. He kneeled down, and doubling his legs under him, rested upon his belly in such a position, that each of the panniers which he carried, touched the ground, and was securely supported by it. But his slumbers were of short duration. An angry hornet, whose nest had been that morning destroyed, perched upon his back,

and stung him to the quick. Roused by the smart, he suddenly, sprung up, and by this violent motion produced a loud jarring of the earthen ware. The pedlar awaked in consternation; and snatching his whip, began to lash the ass with merciless fury. The poor

beast fed from his stripes, and was heard of no more ; the panniers were thrown off; and the Burslem ware was entirely demolished. Thus did inhumanity, laziness, and passion, meet with deserved punishment. Had the pedlar remembered the craving hunger of the ass, when he gratified his own; or had he pursued with diligence his journey, after finishing his repast, no part of these misfortunes would have befallen him: and his loss might have been inconsiderable, if unjust severity and rash resentment had not completed his ruin.

DESCRIPTION OF A TRUE PATRIOT.

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a laudable freedom of thought, which unshackles his mind from narrow prejudices, and opens his eyes to the more extensive view of the public good. His only aim is the honour, safety, and interest, of his country ; on this mark he keeps his eye constantly fixed, nor can the allurements of interest, or the power of flattery, ever move him from his point. He finds his true reward in virtue, and is equally insensible to the promising smiles of the great that would tempt, and the meanness of the fiercest tyrants that would force, him to forsake her. He derides the folly, and pities the meanness of those, who forfeit their honesty, to found their happiness on the unstable basis of false applause, or the allurements of seryile ambition. He fears not censure, nor regards the slanders against which innocence itself is not armour proof : he is difected, influenced, and biassed by none; and whilst he is engaged in his country's service, he thinks the most glorious epithets the world can fix on him, are those of a RIGID, INFLEXIBLE, HONEST MAN

THE MORNING OF AUTUMN.

Gessner.

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THE first rays of the morning sun had already

gilded the tops of the mountains, and announced one of the finest days in autumn, when Milo opened his window. Transported at the sight of the beauties of nature, and inspired with a divine enthusiasm, he took up his lyre, and sung :-

• Can I, ye gods! can I express my transports and my gratitude in strains worthy of you ? Nature is displayed in all her beauty. Her riches are lavished with profusion. Joy and gaiety are every where visible. The plenty of the season smiles in our vineyards and our orchards. How beautiful is the country! how, charming the variegated scenery of autumn!

Happy he, whose heart is a stranger to remorse, and who, satisfied with his condition, enjoys the sweet satisfaction of doing good. The freshness of the morning awakes him to action and enjoyment. The day is full of charms, and night invites him to gentle sleep. His mind is always alive to impressions of pleasure. The various beauties of the seasons delight him, and he alone possesses the purest enjoyments of nature.

* But happier far is he, who shares these enjoyments with a companion, whom nature and the graces have formed; with a companion like thee, my Daphne. Since Hymen united our fortunes, they have been like

the larmony of two flutes, gently modulating the same air ; whoever hears them is filled with delight. Did my eyes ever express a desire, which thou didst not endeavour to anticipate ? Did I ever enjoy any pleasure, which was not increased by thy presence? Have I ever been perplexed with any care, which thou hast not dissipated, even as the sun dissolves the mists? Yes, Daphne, on the day when I led thee to my hut, I saw all the comforts of life attach themselves to thee.Order, neatness, fortitude, and cheerfulness ever attend thy footsteps; and the gods delight in crowning thy works with success.

- Thou art the sweetner of my life, and causest every thing round me to wear a smiling aspect. Heaven showers down its blessings on my habitation; they are diffused over my flocks, my plantations, and my harvests. The labour of the day is a perpetual sourc of amusement, and when I return at night under this peaceful roof, what delight do I experience in thy tender endearments! The spring appears more gay, the summer and autumn more rich ; and when hoary winter covers our humble cot, seated near our comfortable fire, amidst the most pleasing cares, I taste in thy society the comforts of domestic security. Let Boreas vent his rage, let the snow conceal the country from my sight, I am more and more sensible that thou art the source of my happiness. You, loveliest of children! complete my bliss. Adorned with the graces of your mother, what felicity do you not promise to me! The first words which Daphne taught you to say, were, that you loved me. Health and cheerfulness beam in your countenances, and the desire of pleasing is evident in your looks. You are our present delight, and your happiness will be the comfort of our old age. When I return from the fields, you

call me to you; and when you eagerly receive my presents, the fruits which I have gathered, or the little instruments which I have made, as I followed my

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