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Or is there left fome pleafing art,
To keep fecure a captive heart?
Unhappy love! might lovers fay,
Beauty, thy food does fwift decay;
When once that fhort-liv'd ftock is spent,
What art thy famine can prevent?
Virtues prepare with early care,
That love may live on wifdom's fare;
Tho' extafy with beauty flies,
Efteem is born when beauty dies.
Happy to whom the fates decree
The gift of Heav'n in giving thee:
Thy beauty fhall his youth engage;
Thy virtues fhall delight his age.

Three kinds of Life, anfwerable to the three
Powers of the Soul.

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Think not that death against her nature is, Think it a birth, and, when thou go'ft to die, Sing like a fwan, as if thou went'ft to bliss And, thou, my foul, — which tarn't thy curious eye,

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To view the beams of thine own form divine,

HE human foul's effential powers are three,
The quick'ning power, the power of fenfe, Know, that thou can't know nothing perfectly,

and reafon ;

Three kinds of life to her defigned be, Which perfect these three powers in their due feafon :

The first life in the mother's womb is spent,

Where the her nurfing power doth only use, Where when she finds defect of nourishment,

She expels her body, and this world the views;

This we call birth, but, if the child could fpeak,

He death would call it, and of nature 'plain, That fhe would thruft him out, naked, and weak, And, in his paffage, pinch him with fuch pain:

Yet out he comes, and in this world is plac'd,
Where all his fenfes in perfection be,

Where he finds flowers to fmell, and fruits to taste,

And founds to hear, and fundry forms to fee;

When he hath pass'd some time upon this stage,
His reafon then a little feems to wake,
Which, though the spring when sense doth fade
with age,

Yet can fhe here no perfect practice make :

Then doth the aspiring foul the body leave, Which we call death, but, were it known to all

What life our fouls do by this death receive,
Men would it birth, or gaol-delivery, call;

In this third life, reason will be so bright
As that her fpark will like the fun-beams fhine,
And fhall of God enjoy the real fight,

Being still increas'd by influence divine.

O ignorant poor man, what doft thou bear Lock'd up within the casket of thy breast! What jewels, and what riches, haft thou there! What heavenly treasure in fo weak a cheft!

Look in thy foul, and thou shalt beauties find, Like those which drown'd Narciffus in the

food; Honour and pleasure both are in thy mind,

And all that in the world is counted good:

While thou art clouded with this flesh of mine

Take heed of over-weening, and compare

Thy peacock's feet with thy gay peacock's

train;

Study the best and highest things that are,

But of thyself an humble thought retain;

Caft down thyfelf, and only ftrive to raise

Ufe all thy powers that bleffed power to praife, The glory of thy Maker's facred name, Which gives thee power to be, and use the fame.

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For erft mankind, a favage rage, As lawless robbers rang'd the woods, And chofe, when weary'd with the chace, 'Midft rocks, and caves, their dark abodes; "Till Friendship, thy perfuafive strains, Pow'rful as Orpheus' magic fong, Re-echo'd thro' the fqualid plains, And drew the brutish herd along: Loft in furprise thy pleafing voice they own'd, Chofe fafter arts, and polish'd at the found. 3.

Then Pity first her facred flame
Within their frozen bofoms rais'd;
Tho' faint the fpark, when Friendship came,
When Friendship wav'd her wing it blaz’d.
'Twas then first heav'd the focial figh,
The focial tear began to flow;
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By just degrees humanity refin'd,

And virtue fix'd her empire in the mind.
4.

O Goddefs, when thy form appears,
Revenge, and rage, and faction ceafe;
The foul no fury-paffion tears,
But all is harmony and peace.
Aghaft the purple * tyrant ftood,
With awe beheld thy glowing charms,
Forgot the curfed thirst of blood,
And long'd to grafp thee in his arms;
Felt in his breaft unusual softness rise,
And, deaf before, heard Pity's moving cries.

5.

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Is there a wretch in forrow's fhade,
Who waftes in tears life's ling'ring hours?
Is there, on whofe devoted head
Her vengeful curfes Ate pours
See to their aid fair Friendship flies,
Their forrows fympathetic feels,
With lenient hand her balm applies,
And ev'ry grief indulgent heals:

The woe-fraught fiends before her stalk away,
As spectres fhun the flaming eye of day.

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Oh for a faithful, honeft friend,
To whom I ev'ry care could truft,
Each weakness of my foul commend,
Nor fear him treach'rous, or unjust!
Drive Flatt'ry's fummer train away.
Thofe bufy, curious, flutt'ring things,
That infect-like, in Fortune's ray,
Bafk, and expand their gaudy wings:
But ah, when once the tranfient gleam is o'er,
Behold the change! They die, and are no more.

LIFE to be ENJOYED.

F merit only ftamps my former lays,

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And thofe alone fhall give me deathless praife:
But if ev'n thofe have loft their bright applaufe,
Why should I labour thus without a cause?
For if great Jove or fate would stretch our span,
And give of life a double fhare to man,
One part to pleasures and to Joy ordain,
And vex the other with hard toil and pain;
With sweet complacence we might then employ
Our hours, for labour still enhances joy.
But fince of life we have but one fmall fhare,
A pittance fcant which daily toils impair,
Why should we waste it in pursuit of care?
Why do we labour to augment our store,
The more we gain, ftill coveting the more?
Alas! alas! we quite forget that man
Is a mere mortal, and his life a span.

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To WISDOM.

ENCE vain, deluding joys,

And infpirations lighter than the wind! How little can we find

Solid content in fleeting, fancy'd toys?

Hence ev'ry idle dream

Of laureat Phoebus, and th'Aonian maids,
And Thefpia's breathing fhades,
And virgin Helicon for ever green,

At whofe fair foot is feen
Soft-trickling Aganippe's limpid ftream!

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But come thou Goddess fage, and mild,
Jove's firft begotten darling child!
O Wisdom come, and bring with thee
Rich volumes of antiquity,

In whofe ample page appears
The learning of two thousand years,
The truths which old Afcræus fung,
And eloquence of Plato's tongue.

Him Wisdom claim'd (the child was preft
Close to his trembling mother's breast)
First when the bees prophetic flew,
And on his lips dropt honey'd dew:
Sithence in hoar Lyceum's fhade,
Where oft her mufing fon was laid,
She deign'd to vifit, and impart
Heav'nly raptures to his heart.
With her, to mortal fight reveal'd,
The holy fage high converse held,
And found the dark, myfterious road,
Thro' nature's path, to nature's God.

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Hence then be folly's idle train,
Loud, impertinent, and vain :
Mirth that thought and care derides,
And laughter holding both his fides ;
And jeering wit, the time beguiling,
And ignorance for ever smiling;
And affectation spruce, and trim,
Settling each feature, and each limb
With vanity perfum'd, and gay,
Prancing lightly on her way;
Hence to the base ignoble croud,
The mad, the wealthy, and the proud!
And thou, my Cynthia, fair and young,
Whom oft the willing mufe hath fung,
Expect no more my breast to warm
With beauty's brighteft, fierceft charm,
Nor ye, my thoughts, too wanton rove,
Adieu to poefy and love!

Adieu the gay, the flow'ry plains,
Where Harmony, fweet minstrel, reigns;
Adieu the vifionary feat,

Where fancy's fairy-train retreat;
The Druids' cells, the Naiads' caves,
Which ivy binds, or ocean laves;
The pleafing vein, the penfive folly,
And thou, divineft Melancholy!-

Come truth's fair guide, and virtue's friend,
Oh come, my ftudious walks attend!
With thee, when o'er yon mountain gray
Jocund fprings the early day;

With thee, when hot meridian beams
Tho' æther flow in fultry ftreams;
And when the moon-light fleeps around,
'While filence chains each ruder found;
Permit me, heav'nly maid, to rove
The dewy lawn, or pathlefs grove,
Where oaks and poplars join their aid,
To form an hofpitable fhade.
There rapt in holy thought be mine
To meditate on works divine;
Whether thy eafy flowing page,
O Tillotfon, my thoughts engage,
Where elegance with learning join'd
Convince, and captivate the mind;

* Alluding to the ftory of Damon and Pythias,

Or, Sherlock, charm'd I find in thee
Death swallow'd up in victory!
Then, O fweet virgin, to my heart
The facred heav'n-fraught truths impart ;
While in my self-collected foul
Enthufiaftic raptures roll!

Teach me to pierce, with reafon's eye,
That vaft profound, eternity,
And grafp, in comprehenfive thought,
The mighty chain from God to nought.

Come too, thou pure, immortal fpirit,
That did'ft unbounded space inherit,
Ere God beheld the fhapelefs void,
His golden compaffes employ'd,
And mark'd the new-created earth,
While infant nature fprung to birth.
The work eternal wisdom faw,
And gave the trembling ocean law;
Unfurl'd the bright ætherial sky,
Heav'n's star-besprinkled canopy,
The azure vault, the bleft abode
Of faints, of angels, and of God.
Come, effence uncreate, infpire
My glowing breast with holy fire,
Such as enraptur'd feraphs own,
When near the blazing, fapphire throne,
In living glory clad, they fing
Their hymns to heav'n's eternal King.

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The ROS E.

From ANACREON.

NOME, Lyriit, tune thy harp, and play
Refponfive to my vocal lay;
Gently touch it, while I fing
The rofe, the glory of the fpring.

To heav'n the rofe in fragrance flies,
The fweeteft incenfe of the fkies.
Thee, joy of earth, when vernal hours
Pour forth a blooming wafte of flow'rs,
The gaily fmiling Graces wear,
A trophy in their flowing hair:
Thee Venus, Queen of beauty, loves,

And, crown'd with thee, more graceful moves.
In fabled fong, and tuneful lays,
Their fav'rite rofe the Mufes praife:
To pluck the rose the virgin-train
With blood their pretty fingers stain;
Nor dread the pointed terrors round,
That threaten, and inflict a wound :
See how they wave the charming toy,
Now kifs, now fnuff the fragrant joy.

The rofe the poets ftrive to praise,
And for it would exchange their bays;
O! ever to the fprightly feaft
Admitted, welcome, pleafing guest!
But chiefly when the goblet flows,
And rofy wreaths adorn our brows!
Lovely, fmiling rofe, how fweet
All objects where thy beauties meet!

Aurora, with a blushing ray,

And rofy fingers, fpreads the day:
The Graces more inchanting fhow,
When rofy blushes paint their fnow;
And every pleas'd beholder feeks
The rofe in Cytherea's cheeks.

When pain afflicts, or fickness grieves,
Its juice the drooping heart relieves;
And, after death, its odours fhed
A pleafing fragrance o'er the dead:
And, when its with'ring charms decay,
And finking, fading, die away,
Triumphant o'er the rage of time,
It keeps the fragrance of its prime.

Come, Lyrift, join to fing the birth Of this fweet offspring of the earth!

When Venus from the ocean's bed Rais'd o'er the waves her lovely head; When warlike Pallas fprung from Jove, Tremendous to the pow'rs above, To grace the world the teeming earth Gave the fragrant infant birth; And, "This, the cry'd, I this ordain "My fav'rite, Queen of flow'rs to reign."

But, firft, th' affembled Gods debate The future wonder to create : Agreed at length, from heav'n they threw A drop of rich nectareous dew; A bramble-stem the drop receives, And ftrait the rofe adoras the leaves. The Gods to Bacchus gave the flow'r To grace him in the genial hour.

To MON E Y.

Money! money! I too plainly fee

That in good earnest I'm in love with thee; When I alone thy beauteous form furvey, Do not my eyes my tender thoughts betray? Does not my trembling hand thy person feize, And eager grafp thee with an am'rous squeeze ?

No lover can more grievously repine At Chloe's abfence, than I do at thine: And well I may; for, when depriv'd of thee, I can enjoy no other company.

The lover's fenfes equal throbbings feel, Whether he fees his fair in dishabille, Or when full dress each heighten'd beauty fhews, To rival belles and complimenting beaux ; Juft fo on you my eyes enamour'd ftare, In whatsoever figure you appear; If, as a guinea, you eclipfe the fun, If, as a fhilling, you eclipfe the moon, Altho' he be the glorious god of light, And the the filver majesty of night.

Nor is m'inconquerable paffion lefs, When you in paper whimfically drefs; Tho' others at fo thin a garment laugh, And think your reputation not quite safe.

N. B. The Answer to the Ænigma, in Page 154, is A Statue.

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To the PROPRIETORS of the UNIVERSAL MAGAZINE.

GENTLEMEN,

Finding that you conftantly inrich your Monthly Repofitory with many Things equally curious and useful, I prefumed, that the following Observations would be well received by you, from your Humble Servant, A CHEMIST.

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O Chemist, for aught I know, has yet ever attempted to draw a hot fpirit from figs: I lately attempted it on a pretty confiderable quantity that began to spoil. By the firft diftillation I had a good deal of hot fpirit, which retained the taste of the fruit, and in fome degree the fmell. This fpirit, distilled a fecond time, was very brifk and strong, and yet friendly to the breast: Which refutes the opinion of those who attribute the fame qualities to all fpirits. I alfo extracted a hot spirit from mead of four

years old. It retained the taste of honey, being a fweetnefs fucceeded by tartnefs. I found by experience, that it was a falutary beverage in afthmatic complaints: It may be made more agreeable by diftilling it a fecond time with anife-feed.—It is eafily conceived, that it is a property common to all spirits, to retain the tafte of the fruit more after the first distillation than the second, and that this tafte becomes weaker at every new diftillation; which proves, that the effential or fpecific fpirits are less volatile than the hot.

From the LONDON GAZETTE

EXTRAORDINARY.

T the Court at St. James's, the 8th day of a Princefs for my confort; and I now, with

A of July, 1761,

PRESENT

The KING'S Moft Excellent Majefty,
Earl of Powis

His Royal Highness the

Duke of York,
Archb. of Canterbury
Lord Chancellor
Lord Prefident
Lord Privy Seal
Lord Chamberlain
Duke of Bolton
Duke of Leeds

Duke of Bedford
Duke of Rutland
Duke of Queensbury
L. Great Chamberlain
Duke of Newcastle
Lord Steward ·
Earl of Huntingdon
Earl of Winchelsea
Earl of Sandwich
Earl of Shaftesbury
Earl of Holderneffe
Earl of Rochford
Earl of Albemarle
Earl of Godolphin
Earl of Cholmondeley
Earl of Kinnoul

Earl of Bute

Earl of Halifax

Earl Waldegrave

Earl of Harcourt
Earl Cornwallis
Earl of Hardwicke
Earl of Egmont
Earl of Thomond
Vifcount Falmouth
Viscount Barrington
Viscount Bateman
Viscount Ligonier
Viscount Royston
L. Berkeley of Stratton
Lord Sandys
Lord Anfon
Lord Lyttleton
Lord Melcombe
Lord Grantham
Mr. Vice-Chamberlain
Henry Legge, Efq;
George Grenville, Efq;
James Grenville, Efq;
Mr. Secretary Pitt
L. Chief Justice Willes
Mafter of the Rolls
Henry Fox, Efq;
Charles Townshend,
Efq;

Robert Nugent, Efq;
Earl of Bath
Welbore Ellis, Efq;
E. of Buckinghamshire | Sir Francis Dashwood

His Majefty, being this day prefent in Council, was pleased to make the following declaration, viz.

Having nothing fo much at heart, as to procure the welfare and happiness of my people, and to render the fame ftable and permanent to pofterity, I have, ever fince my acceffion to the throne, turned my thoughts towards the choice

great fatisfaction, acquaint you, that, after the fulleft information, and mature deliberation, I am come to a refolution to demand in marriage the Princess Charlotte of Mecklenburg Strelitz; a Princess distinguished by every eminent virtue, and amiable endowment, whofe illuftrious line has conftantly fhewn the firmeft zeal for the Proteftant religion, and a particular attachment to my family. I have judged proper to communi. cate to you these my intentions, in order that you may be fully apprifed of a matter fo highly important to me, and my kingdoms, and which, I perfuade myself, will be most acceptable to all my loving fubjects.

Whereupon all the Privy-counfellors prefent made it their request to his Majefty, that this his Majesty's most gracious declaration to them might be made public; which his Majefty was pleafed to order accordingly.

W. SHARPE.

[For the fatisfaction of our readers, we shall give the following account of the duchy and family of Mecklenburg: -' This country which is about 120 miles in length, and 30 in breadth, is bounded on the north by the Baltic fea; by Brandenburgh on the caft; by Lunenburgh and Brandenburgh on the fouth; and by Holstein, on the weft. Its ancient inhabitants were the famous Vandals, who formerly made so great a buftle in Europe, and at length had their kingdom reduced to this duchy, by the Knights of the Teutonic order, the Poles, and the Branden. burghers. The Vandals were a rude, barbarous people, who had fettled in this country at least twelve hundred years before the birth of Chrift. They formed it into a powerful kingdom, and preserved its title and dignity till 1163; when its Monarch, Pribiflaus II, was compelled to embrace the Chriftian religion, by Henry Lyon, Duke of Saxony and Bavaria, and one of our King's ancestors, affifted by the Duke of Pomerania. At this time the title of King of the

Vandals

Vandals was extinguished, and that of the Prince of Mecklenburg fubftituted in his ftead; who became a vaffal to the Duke of Bavaria. However, in 1349 the Prince of Mecklenburg, as he was called, was created a Duke, and made a Prince of the Empire. The remnant of the Vandals united with the Mecklenburgers about the year 1429: After that time they were divided into three branches, viz. of Gustrow, Swerin, and Strelitz; but the extinction of that of Guftrow, in 1688, occafioned a law-fuit between the defcendants of the two other branches about the fucceffion; which difpute continued till 1701, when a treaty of partition was made at Hamburgh, and ratified by the Emperor in the following manner: That the duchy of Guftrow should go to the Duke of Swerin; and that the Duke of Strelitz fhould have the bishopric of Ratzelburg fecularifed, and 40,000 crowns a year from the tolls of Boitzenburg, and a voice in the Diet of the Empire.

The Duke of Swerin's annual revenue amounts to 40,000l. and that of the Duke of Strelitz to 15,000l. befides his domain. The country is fruitful, but unhealthy, and excessive cold in winter. It has often been the fcene of war, particucularly in the differences between Sweden and the Empire, when its principal towns, viz. Roftock (a fea-port) Gutzrow, Butzow, Wilmar, Swerin, Domitz, and Gaddebush, were several times taken by the Swedes, Danes, and Imperialists, and fome battles fought near them. The country able to raise a confiderable body of troops, but they never had a fufficient number to repel any invader. The titles of both Dukes are the fame, viz. Dukes

of Mecklenburg, Princes of Wenden, Swerin, and Ratzelburg, Lords of Roftock and Stargard; which laft was the name of the final branch of the Vandals. The established religion of the country is Lutheran. Imhoff, in his Notitia Principum Germaniæ, gives a large account of the genealogy of this family, which, he says, is lineally defcended from the kings or leaders of the " Vandals. Hubner, in his genealogy of the Ger man Princes, fays, this family, if not the moft ancient in Europe, is certainly one of the most noble in Germany. The branch of Strelitz is the fecond branch of the houfe of Mecklenburg; but its Duke is one of the fecular Princes of the Empire, and takes his feat in the Diet for Ratzelburg. The late Duke of Mecklenburg Strelitz, Adolphus Frederic III, dying unmarried, was fucceeded by his nephew, (fon to his brother Charles-Lewis, who is dead) Adolphus Frederic IV, born May 5, 1738, who is not yet married; but has the followlowing brothers and fifters:

1. Chriftiana Sophia Albertina, born Dec. 6, 1735.

2. Charles Louis Frederic, now a Lieutenantcolonel in the Hanoverian foot-guards, born, December the 10th, 1741.

3. Erneft Gottlob Albert, born August the 27th, 1742.

4. Sophia Charlotte, or Caroline [our intended Queen] born May the 19th, 1744.

5. George Auguftus, born Auguft the 3d, 1748. The mother of this illuftrious family was the Princess Albertine Elifabeth, born Auguft the 3d, 1713, the daughter of ErneftFrederic, Duke of Saxe-Hildbourghausen.]

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By the KING,

APROCLAMATION, declaring his Majesty's Pleasure touching his Royal Coronation, and the Solemnity thereof.

GEORGE R.

HEREAS we have refolved, by the

W favour and bleffing of Almighty God,

to celebrate the folemnity of our royal coronation upon Tuesday the 22d day of September next, at our Palace at Weftminster: And forafmuch as by ancient cuftoms and ufages, as alfo in regard of divers tenures of fundry manors, lands, and other hereditaments, many of our loving fubjects do claim, and are bound to do and perform divers feveral fervices on the said day, and at the time of the coronation, as, in times precedent, their anceftors, and thofe from whom they claim, have done and performed at the coronation of our famous progenitors and predeceffors: We therefore, out of our princely care for the prefervation of the lawful rights and inheritances of our loving fubjects, whom it may concern, have thought fit to give notice of, and publish our refolutions therein; and do hereby give notice of, and publifh the fame accordingly: And we do hereby further fignify, that, by our commiffion under our great feal of Great Britain, we have appointed and authorised our moft dearly-beloved brother and Counsellor Edward Duke of York; our dear

ly-beloved Uncle and Counsellor William Duke of Cumberland; the moft Reverend Father in God, our right trufty and right intirely beloved Counsellor, Thomas Archbishop of Canterbury, Primate of all England and Metropolitan; our right trufty and well-beloved Counsellor Robert Lord Henley, Baron of Grange, our Chancellor of Great Britain; our right trufty and right wellbeloved Coufins and Counsellors John Earl Granville, Prefident of cur Council; Richard Eart Temple, Keeper of our Privy-Seal; our right trufty and right intirely beloved Coufins and Counsellors William Duke of Devonshire, Lord Chamberlain of our Houfhold; Charles Duke of Bolton, Thomas Duke of Leeds, John Duke of Bedford, John Duke of Rutland, Mafter of our Horfe; Charles Duke of Queensbury, Peregrine Duke of Ancafter, our Great Chamberlain ; Thomas Holles Duke of Newcastle, First Lord Commiffioner of our Treasury; Lionel Duke of Dorfet, Lord Warden of our Cinque Ports; our right trusty and well-beloved Counsellor John Manners, Efq; commonly called Marquis of Granby, Lieutenant-general of our Ordnance; our right trufty and right well-beloved Coufins and Counsellors William Earl of Talbot, Lord Ddd z Steward

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