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lection, have all, except one, been before the public, and their republication in the present form originated in a desire of having her name more closely united to that of Della Crusca. Proud of their poetical attachment, the wished to have it recorded in a distinct publication. Him the looks up to as her friend, genius, and favorite bard; and we may conceive her addressing him in the elegant apostrophe of Pope to Lord Bolingbroke;
“ Say, shall my little bark attendant fail,
Pursue the triumph and partake the gale?” Having, in a preceding article, given our opinion of the merit of the poetry of Anna Matilda, it is unneceffary to enter into any discussion of it here. She is certainly not equal to Della Crusca. But since our readers may wish for a specimen of her muse, as well as of his, we will take this opportunity of presenting them with an entire poem. When we gave an ac. count of the Poetry of the World,' we extracted the Elegy of Della Crusca, written on the plains of Fontenoy ; we shall now lay before them Anna Matilda's STANZAS to Della Crusca, occafioned by his elegy.
• Hulh'd be each ruder note!- soft silence spread,
With ermine hand, thy cobweb robe around;
Whilst eagerly I catch the golden found.
Seem's Harmony's full soul-whose is the lyre?
Chills with its force, yet melts me with its fire ?
What Bard but Della Crusca boasts such kill?
He only knows adroi:ly thus to trill.
Amidst November's blast their naked arms,
And give again to dust May's vernal charms.
Where sprightly Health in verdant buskin plays ;
And thyme-dress'd heaths, where the soft flock yet ftrags.
With the coarse din that Trade and Folly form,
I catch his notes amidst the vulgar storm.
Cloch'd by a verdure drawn from Britain's heart;
Soft, as he leads me round th' enfanguin'd fields,
The laureld shades forsake their graffy tomb, The bursting fod its palid inmate yields,
And o'er ch'immortal waste their spirits roam. Obedient to the Muse the acts revive
Which Time long past had veil'd from mortal ken, Embattled squadrons rush, as when alive,
And shadowy falchions gleam o'er fhadowy men. Ah, who art thou, who thus with frantic air
Fly't fearless to support that bleeding youth; Binds his deep gashes with thy glowing hair,
And dieft belide him to attest thy truth? " His Sister I; an orphan'd pair, we griev'd
“ For Parents long at rest within the grave, " By a false Guardian of our wealth bereav'd.
“ The little all parental care could save. * Chill look'd the world, and chilly grew our hearts,
Oh! where thall Poverty expect a smile ? " Gross, lawless Love, assumed its ready arts,
“ And all beset was I, with Fraud and Guile. " My Henry fought the war, and drop'd the tears " or love fraternal as he bade farewel; But fear foon made me rise above my fears
“ I follow'd and Fate tolls our mutual knell." Chaste Maiden, rest; and brighter spring the green
That decorates the curf thy bloom will feed ! And oh, in softest mercy 'twas I ween,
To worth like thine, a Brother’s grave's decreed. The dreadfal shriek of Death now darts around,
The hollow winds repeat each tortur'd figh, Deep bitter groans, ftill deeper groans resound,
Whilft Fathers, Brothers, Lovers, Husbands die! Turn from this spot, bleit Bard ! thy mental eye ;
To hamlets, cities, empites bend its beam! "Twill there such multiplying deaths descry,
That all before thee'll but an abstract seem. Why waste thy tears o'er this contracted Plain?
The sky which canopies the fons of breath, Sees the whole Earth one scene of mortal pain,
The vast, the universal BED of Death! Wbere do not Husbands, Fathers, dying moan?
Where do not Mothers, Silters, Orphans weep: Where is not heard the last expiring groan,
Or the deep throttle of the deathful Sleep! If, as Philofophy doth often muse,
A fate of war, is natural pare to man, Battle's che sickNESS bravery would choose Noblelt Disease in Nature's various plan!
Rev. Jan. 1789.
Les Let vulgar souls floop to the Fever's rage,
Or flow, beneath pale Atrophy depart,
Or fink, with sorrow cank'ring at the heart;
The Firm select an illness more sublime ;
ANNA MATILDA.' There is something very poetical in the third line of the first stanza, Attention! pillow my reclining head: but the compliment to Della Crusca in the last line of the third stanza might, we think, have been more happily exprefled: He only knows adroitly how to trill. The whole, however, will be read with pleasure.
To make out this little volume, is added to the poetry, some curious prose, written “in other times.” This is a fragment from the autograph of the famous Sir William Waller, an important actor in the busy drama of the last century. It is entitled RECOLLECTIONS; and introduced by an address from Anna Matilda to those who read. Perhaps some of those who read this address may be inclined to question the sex of Anna Matilda. We have our doubts whether a lady wrote the following passage:
• That he (Sir William) had a mind capable of the tenderestimpressions, and alive to all the charms of love, appears from this, that he never lived unmarried. Three times he exulted in the flowery hymeneal chain; and speaks of each lady with exalted fondness and affection. But those, alas! were days in which the connubial pasion was the only one tolerated !!
The fragment is written, in that pious style which then pervaded almoft every species of composition. It will amuse; and one part of it respecting Cromwell, and his quick insight into characters, will be deemed, by the historian, worthy of particular observation :
THE BEATING UPP OF COLL. IONG'S QUARTERS, in which Cromwell's horse did good service: And here I cannot but mention the wonder which I have oft times had, to see this eagle in his eirey: he aţt this time had never shewn extraordinary partes, nor do I think that he did himself believe that he had them; for although he was blunt, he did not bear himself with pride, or disdaine. As an oficer he was obedient, and did never difpute iny orders, nor argue upon them. He did, indeed, seeme to have great cunning, and whilt he was cautious of his own words, not putting forth too many left they should betray his thoughts, he made others talk, untill he had as it were fifted them, and known their inmot designs. A notáble instance was his discovering in one more conversation with one Captain Giles (a great favorite with the Lord Generall, and whome he
MONTHLY CATÁLOGUE, Inland Navigation, &c. molt confided in), that although his words were full of zeal, and his actions seemingly brave, that his heart was not with the cause: and in fine, this man did shortly after join the enemy at Oxford, with three and twenty ftout fellowes. One other instance I will here sett down, being of the same fort, as to his cunning.
• When I tooke the Lord Piercy att Andover, having act that time an inconvenient distemper, I desired Collonell Cromwell to entertaine him with some civility; who did afterwards tell me, that amongst those whom we tooke with him (being about thirty), their was a youth of so faire a countenance, that he doubted of his condition; and to confirm himself willed him to sing; which he did with foch a dainuiness that Cromwell scrupled not to say to Lord Pier cy, that being a warriour, he did wisely to he accompanied by Ama-, zons; on which that Lord, in some confusion, did acknowledg that She was a damsel; this afterwards gave cause for scoffe at the King's party, as that they were loose and wanton, and minded cheir pleaSure, more than either their country's service, or their Maister's good."
Thus has Mr. Bell, in his beautiful typography, given us both verse and profe, in a little volume of 139 pages, which will find many readers, and, probably, not a few admirers.
Moody MON T H L Y CATALOGU E,
For JANUARY, 1789.
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searches on the Licitness of the Slave-Trade." By the Reg.
In our Review for June last, p. 515, we noticed, with approbation, the tirst edition of Mr. Hughes's tract; which we are glad to fee hath passed through the press a second time. The following is che Author's prefaçory advertifement on this occasion :
• When I firlt wrote an answer to the Reverend Mr. Harris's Refearches, I thought it would be sufficient to prove, that the arguments which he pretended to derive from Scripture, in vindication, of the Slave-trade, were fallacious and absurd, and founded solely on inisrepresentation; I therefore took no notice of his data, or of his corollaries, which I considered as of no sort of importance in themselves. Others, however, have thought differently; and, in deference to their judgments, 'I have now taken a distinct notice of each of them, without omitting a reply to any argument that I conceived could be regarded by any one as of weight enough to require confutation,