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principal London Magazines and Re. upon it, it might be printed, and intelli. views, has lately appeared in several re- gent divines called upon to give their spectable journals and newspapers.

opinions with respect to it. This has Copies.

accordingly been done, and the Bishop

of Zealand, Professor Munter of the The Monthly Magazine

5000 Monthly Review .

University of Copenhagen, and Mr Laf

4250 Gentleman's Magazine

fen of the Royal Chancery, have been

3500 European Magazine

appointed Commissioners for examining

3500 Ladies' Magazine

. 3000

and digesting the whole, the results of

whose discussions are ordered to be laid Medical and Physical Journal 2250 British Critic.

before the King, before the end of De

cember in the present year.,
Universal Magazine
Journal of new Voyages and

A Danish Dictionary, on a plan simi

lar to that of the Dictionaire de l'Acade. Travels


mie Francoise, which is intended to fix Philosophical Magazine 1250 Anti-Jacobin Review

the orthography and form the standard

1250 Critical Review

of the language, has for some time been 1250

in hand, and is already in some degree Monthly Mirror

of forwardness. It is undertaken at the Nicholson's Journal

expence, and conducted under the direc-
How striking is the contrast of the sale. tion, of the Royal Danish Society of the
of similar publications in France, of the Sciences, and the most distinguished li-
most popular of which not more than terati of the country are engaged in the
500 copies are regularly circulated! The execution of it, having divided among
periodical press of Germany is in a bet- them the different letiers of the alpha-
ter condition, 4000 copies being sold of bet.
the Jena Literary Gazette, and nearly as The tobacco-plantations at Fredericia
many of some other literary and scien- in Jutland are now in a very flourishing
tific Journals.

The last year 83,363 pounds of
Mr Rogers, author of the Pleasures of tobacco, of different qualities, were pro-
Memory, has nearly finished an epic duced by fifty-six planters.
poem on the Horrors of Jacobinism. The literary productions of Holland

Mr Jones, the translator and publisher during the year 1805, inclusive of translaof Froissart, is engaged in a new version tions, were very numerous. Theology of Joinville.

is the department of science which has Dr Toulmin, editor of the last edition furnished the greatest quantity of origiof the History of the Puritans, and au- nal works, the number amounting to 130, thor of several original Theological besides the Journals which treat chiefly works, is printing at Birmingham the oftheological subjects. A weekly paper, Life of the Rev. Samuel Bourne, with which contains nothing but dissertations Sketches of the Lives of Ministers and on the Bible, and is supported by many others contemporary with him.

contributors and subscribers. Medicine, In the course of the next year a great physics, and natural history, likewise conalteration in the established worship is tinue to be cultivated with considerable expected to take place in the Danish zeal in that country, where they have aldominions. The present liturgy, which ready given celebrity to the names of was framed under Christian V. and pub- so many eminent scholars. In 1805, 114 lished so long since as 1685, has long been works were published on various parts felt to be little adapted to the liberal and of these sciences. Of the journals peenlightened principles of the nineteenth culiarly devoted to the sciences, the century. With a view to bring about a Geneeskundig Magazin, (Magazine of the suitable reformation in this branch, the Healing Art), and the Memoirs of the SoRight Rev. P. O. Boisen, Bishop of Lo. ciety of Harlem, are the most esteemed. land and Falster, has composed a plan of The number of new pieces which were Improvement in Public Worship, which brought out on the Dutch stage is 58, in the latter end of last year he submit tragedies as well as comedies, of which, ted in manuscript to the consideration however, only six were originals. Hol. of Government, desiring, however, that land can boast of several academies and before any resolution should be taken literary societies, more or less celebra,


ted, which are always ready to reward Demeter Alexandrides, M, D. of the talents of poets and orators. That Tyrnawa, in Thessaly, has translated which is known by the name of Felix Goldsmith's History of Greece into mo. Meritis has lately elected Mi Geysbeck, dern Greek. The first volume, accomauthor of a translation of M. Esmenard's panied with a map of ancient Greece, Poem on Navigation, one of its members. has already been published. Another poet, M. Kinker, has sung the Two Greeks, the brothers Zozima, are charms of M. Ziezenis and Kantian phiapplying pert of their fortune towards a lophy! There likewise appeared in the new edition of all the ancient Greek course of that year seven or eight ori. Classics from Homer down to the time ginal Dutch novels, and some accounts of the Ptolemies, under the superintenof travels, among which M. VANDER dance of their countryman Coray. This WILLENGEN's, in France, are favourably collection, which is to be printed by spoken of. That a taste for literature is Didot, is intended for such of their coun. generally diffused throughout Holland, trymen as wish to learn the ancient lanappears likewise from the speculation of guage of their forefathers. It will be a company of merchants at Amsterdam, delivered gratis in Greece to diligent who have there established an office for scholars and active teachers; and a conthe arts and belles-lettres. They do siderable discount will be allowed to not confine their views to the produc- such wealthy patrons of learning as buy sions of their country, their air being to copies for the purpose of presenting form a point of union for Dutch and them to poor students. foreign literature. They have already The Literary Society of Bombay, of completed a considerable collection of which Sir James Macintosh is President, the best Dutch, English, French, Ger- will shortly publish a volume of Tranman, and Italian works. In the city of sactions. The public library of BomAmsterdam a society of German Jews bay has been transferred to the Society; have acted comic operas with consider and they are about to form a collection able success for more than twenty years. of specimens of the natural history and Only one piece, however, is mentioned of the remains of antiquity of the counas having been written expressly for try. this society: it is intitled Mardocheus, The College of Fort William, in Benor the Jews saved. The music how. gal, has opened new sources of informa. ever is not original, being borrowed tion on all Oriental subjects, There from several known operas.

are in that College, at this time, up. The Imperial printing establishment wards of one hundred learned men from at Paris affords constant employment to different parts of India, Persia, and Ara400 workmen, besides, a number of wo. bia. men, who fold and stitch the pamph. Under the auspices of the Marquis of lets and laws printed there.

Wellesley, a version of the Holy ScripA splendid edition of the Poems of tures was promised, not in one language Petrarch has been published at Pisa, in alone, but in seven of the Oriental two volumes folio, under the superin- tongues, in the Hindoostanee, Persian, tendance of a literary society. It is a. Chinese, Malay, Orissa, Mahratta, and dorned with a portrait of Petrarch, en- Bengalee, graved by Morghen.


thou see ;


By Dr Robert Couper.

(Continued from p. 616,) THE hour of peace sát cheery on thy eye; War met thy sword half-girded on thy


Thy country wrong?d, no danger couldst
Thy country right, its love was all to thee.
Bane of my people's tow'ring strength and

Foul lust of pow'r and wealth, ne'er knew
thy name.


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No factious dream annoy'd the common- Tho'Thebes threw wide her hundred gates weal,

again, When Britain's fate hung on thy lifted Her Nile join Ganges to the western main; steel;

Tadmor anew her beauteous columns rear, And when wild councils steer'd her palsie'd And pour spiced Asia over Europe's bier; way,

And lost Byzantium, flaming to the skies,
No party warp'd thy saving arm astray. Light Athens lamp and bid her fortunes

Thy private hour, nor man, nor worlds

O could I pierce, prophetic, future days,
And warm devotion chasten'd all thy soul;

And see the æra my fond heart displays, If aught that's frail dimm'd thy illustrious

When honest worth may bear unenvy'd day,

sway, It mark'd thee human, and still passid a

And, great, the man shall clieerily obey, way.

The coffer open'd by its owner's hand,

And not a tear hang chilling o'er the land. O would my people live and fight like

Then, mighty father of their shielding sea, thee,

Dearer and dearer will their Nelson be. Who'd fraud and rapine in their councils

He taught them how the age of peace is see!

sought; Who'd see pow'r wielded with polluted He taught them dearly; where their bathands!

iles fought.
Pride owe its state to wealth foul pow'r Secure they'll court the shade, secure the

Wealth squeez'd from the wet brow, the

Beneath the battles his proud ensign won. snowy beard,

The lisping child will bless and bless his Fromgroans and sighsO! are ye never heard,

name; Something I deeni is slack’ning ancient To all the winds the bards will give his

fame. O Asia, wilt thou o'er my islands rise !

In peace's bosom, or the storm of war, Pours luxury dangers from the torrid zone,

His form august will guide the jovial tar; And lours' corruption round a British He'll see him o'er the bowl, or in the blast, throne!

Or hear him cheery from the rocky mast;
Ah! rather, Britain, poor be thou again ;

The daring spirit ever in his eye,
Thy pois'ning convoys shrowded in the

Will tell him how to live, and how to die. main !

Fair of my Isles: ye too your charms will Convoy.5 which gild the statesman's waste

bring, ful day,

The laurel'd honours of eternal spring; And which foul loans and contracts must And ye their sons in latest ages tell, repay.

He rose in glory, and in glory fell.
These seas were thine ere Raleigh stretch'd
his sail,

Or India mock'd thee with its spicy gale.
o be your pride within your million'd (None of our readers are probably igno-

rant of the occassion on which these verAnd yours the plough ; ye'll bless your

mil- ses were sung, or of the author by whom lions more.

they are written. They are inserted O mighty Chief! were all like thee, what here at the request of several respectasword

ble subscribers.) Would bared be against thy British lord !

Were they not forced with those that Within thy cliffs would laws and rights en

should be ours, twine,

We might have meťthem dareful, beard With honour dearer than the minted mine;

to beard, And, wet with thine, and Britain's bravest

And beat them backwards home. blood,

SHAKESPEARE. Who'd dare to wrest the trident of the flood !

AIR-Carrickfergus. Then peace might reign round your un- SINCE here we are set in array round castl'd shores,

che table, And Britain's song be heard where ocean Five hundred good fellows well met 'in roars,

a hall; Though Hell's black councils, and destruc- Come listen, brave boys, and I'll sing as tive pow'r,

I'm able, Europe's old Empires and their names de.' How Innocence triumph'd, and Pride vour;


got a fall.

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But push round the Claret;

Come, boys,
Come, stewards, don't spare it,

Drink it off merrily,---
With rapture you'll drink to the toasts that Sır David and POPHAM, and long may
I give;

they live.
Here, boys,
Off with it merrily,

And then our revenue, Lord knows how

they view'd it : MELVILLE for ever, and long may he live.

While each petty Statesman talk'd lofty What were the Whigs doing, when boldly pursuing;

But the Beer-tax was weak, as if w Pitt banished Rebellion, gave Treason had brew'd it, a string ?

And the Pig-iron duty a shame to a pig: Why, they swore on their honour for AR.

In vain is their vaunting, THUR O'CONNOR,

Too surely there's wanting, And fought hard for Despard, against What judgment, experience, and steadiness country and King.

Well then we knew, boys,

Come, boys,
Piit and MELVILLE were true

Drink about merrily,---

Health to sage Melville, and long nay And the tempest was raised by the friends he live. of reform. Ah, woe!

Our King too,--our Princess,...I dare not Weep for his memory,

say, more, Sir,... Low lies the Pilot that weather'd the

May Providence watch them with mer

cy and might;

While there's one Scottish hand that can And pray don't you mind when the Blues

wag a claymore, Sir, first were raising,

They shall ne'er want a friend to stand And we scarcely could think the house safe o'er our head,

up for their right.

Be damn'd he that dare not, When villains and coxcombs, French poli

For my pari, I'll spare not, tics praising;

To beauty amicted, a tribute to give ; Drove peace from our tables, and sleep.

Fill it up steadily,
from our bed ;

Drink it off readily,...
Our hearts they grew bolder, Here's to the Princess, and long may she
When, musket on shoulder,

Stepp'd forth our old Statesman example
to give,

And since we must not set Auld Reekie Come, boys, never fear,

in glory, Drink the Blue Grenadier,

And make her brown visage as light as Here's to old Harry, and long may he live.

her heart; They would turn us adrift ; though rely, Till each man illumine his own upper story

Nor law-book, nor lawyer, shall force us Sir, upon it, Our own faithful chronicles warrant us

to part';

In GŁLE, and SPR, that,

And some few good men, Sir, The free mountaineer, and his bonny blue bonnet,

High talents we honour, slight difference Have oft gone as far as the regular’s hat.


But the Brewer we'll hoax,
We laugh at their taunting,

Tallyho to the Fox,
For all we are wanting,
Is license our life for our country to give.

And drink MELVILLE for ever as long as
Off with it merrily;

we live. Horse, foot, and artillery,--Each Loyal Volunteer, long may he live.

Αγγελοσ ορνισ. "Tis not us alone, boys,—the Army and DIC mihi, die Cytherea precor, miserere Navy,

precantis, Have each got a slap 'mid their politic Qua possim alloquio virginis arte frui. pranks;


fas herba molli ridere puella CORNWALLIS cashier'd, that watch'd win- Si fas colloquio nec propiore frui, ters to save ye,

Aera per vacuum mittatur epistola nymphæ And the Cape call'd a bauble, unwor. Aura patet, blandam mittere detur avem. thy of thanks.

1, liquidas secura ferens mandata per auras, But vain is their taunt,

I, vis O fugias blanda Columba, precor. No Soldier shall want,

Dum vacuum extentis circumspicis æthera The thanks that his Country to valour can pennis give;

Expediet facilem Cypria Divi fugam

Te euntem





At moror,

Te neque vis Boreæ, nec terreat auster When tossing on the stormy wave,

l'll often raise my wistful eyes, Quicquid habes, quicquid vis, potiare, To where my native realms extend, precor

And hail from far my native skies.
Non celerem accipitrem timeas, non aucu- I'll think on Nancy's lovely charms,
pis ictus,

And pray kind heaven her to keep,
Præsidio veneris libera, carpe viam From danger and from terror free,
Sic ocnlos dominæ teneat mea litera pau. When distant far for her I weep.

Oh could I hope e'er to return,
Perlegat et dulces fida maria modos.

To see my moss-clad cot again,
Sive per Idalios myrtos et amæna rosarum 'To hail my native hills and woods,

Intexat poeites nympha venusta pedes. And, raptured, hear the shepherd's strain ;
Sive levem thalami major jam cura more. To cheer my friends and dry their tears,

Sate from the battle's fierce alarms,
Tu simul ac cursu limina cara vides, To hear the song of former years,
Sis memor assiduo rostro pulsare fenestram

And rush to Nancy's longing arms.
Dum gratum a niveo pectore pendet

But some good spirit in my breast,

Loud tells me I'll return no more,
Accipiet te nympha sinu, fidæque minis-

But far from friends and sacred home,
Lætitia exultans oscula mille dabit.

My bones shall lie on Egypt's shore; in silvis virgo dolet aspera fata

Where many heroes rushing on,

In front of battles dread array,
Meque putat falso non meminisse sui.
Dum tenet anxietas, veloci labere penna

Shall bravely find a glorious bed,

And bid adieu to cheerful day:
Spesque tui reditus causa salutis erit
Dum mare per volitas cursu ; vel inhospita When prostrate on the sand I lie,

May I be numbered with the brave,
Seu loca qua placidis it Thamesinus a- And may my languid closing eye

See vict’ry's banners round me wave.
Te precibus sequar, 0 nostræ sis conscia When this last strain my breast shall heave,

My country, for thy sake I die,
I, fugias, nullis impedienda moris. And, Nancy, to thy distant form,
University of Edinburgh,?

I breathe my last, my fainting sigh.”

I. A.
June 21st, 1806.


On the Occasion of the Expedition to

Addressed to Miss
Tune, Mary's Dream.

“ The magic wand then let us wield

“ For ance when five an' forty's spiel'd, WHEN war's dread trumpet sounds a

6. Then auld an' crazy, joyless eild, loud,

“ Wi' wrinklid face, And calls the soldier to depart,

“ Comes hostin', hirplin', oure the field When many a mother throbs with grief,

so Wi' creepin' pace.” And sorrow rends the lover's heart;

That night before the fleet set sail,
A soldier sought the wave-worn shore, HOOT, awa, ye havrel

And poured his sorrows to the gale,

Lassie, ha'e na ye a saul?
And listened to the billow's roar.

Lassie, ha'e na ye twa een,

Hauds our loupin' hearts in thrall ?
He turned his eyes, bedimmed with tears,
Where Scotia's lofty hills arise,

Ken na ye that life's a feast,
While soft emotions thrilled his heart,

Spread before an unco crew ?
This strain he uttered 'mid his sighs—

Sensual man a mensless beast,
“ Farewell, loved Scotia's pleasant land,

Kens na whan his kytes are fou?
Thy heathy moors and vallies dear, Whan he on the haggis fa's,
Thy bow'rs of bliss, scenes of my youth, Tooth and nailchis wame he'll rive,
Thy tow'ring hills and streams so clear. Whan the barmie cap he blaws,
Farewell, my parents, loving, kind,

Whack--he'll’whaumle oure belyve.
My friends dear to the feeling heart;

But the caunie, decent chiel,
Farewell, sweet Nancy, lovely maid,
Dearer than life, --Oh, we must part;

Sib to nae sic shameless guttie,

Keeps his maut aneath his meal,
And part perhaps to meet no more,

Mensfoulie thraws down his cuttie.
My country calls and I must go,
To Egypt's hot and distant land,

Some wi' puddin' lade their muns,
To meet in battle our dread foe.

Some to parritch ask a blessin'


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