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A CAUTION against vain FEAR. fides, some worthy gentlemen of his ma. jesty's Navy, during the late war, particu

From the Rambler, June 1, larly the brave and experienced capt. Beard,

SIR, who frequently wintered here, were fen. fible that it deserved a better character than INCE fortitude is one of those virtues it had, and generously did it justice. Their

our authority, probably, will have weight with makes hourly necessary, I think you canthe seafaring part of mankind, and there- A not better direct your admonitions than a. fore the more puhlick their lentiments are gainst superfluous and panick terrors. Fear made, the better. The aspersions, which is indeed implanted in us as a preservative are thrown on it by the fantastical inhabi- from evil, but its duty, like that of other tants of F, are owing to mercenary pations, is not to overbear reason, but to views, and should be treated with con- allift it ; nor should it be suffered to ty. tempt. The bay at present thrives in spite rannize in the imagination, to blind the of its adversaries, and will, I hope, in discernment, or obstruct pursuit, to raise time, get the better of all unjust preju- phantoms of horror, or beret life with dices. There is a chart of it lately pub. B fancied diftreffes. lished, the design of which ought to be to To be always afraid of lofing life, is, give the world a just and adequate idea of indeed, scarcely to enjoy a life that can deit, whereas the publishers have been guilty serve the care of preservation. He that of a Magrant piece of injustice. They' once indulges idle fears will never be at have inserted in the body of the chart, the reft; our present state admits only of a kind following observation, thus elegantly ex. of negative security ; we must conclude our. presled ; In Penzanc: pier there is at (pring

selves safe when we see no danger, or nona tide 13 feet water, and at a neap-tide 9 C inadequate to our powers of opposition. feet : At the Mount pier there is rather Death, indeed, continually hovers about us,

This is a fallhood, for Penzance but hovers commonly unseen, unless we pier is not only the safest port, but has the Tharpen our fight by useless curiolity. deepest water of any in the bay. I appeal There is always a point at which cauti. to all honest and candid men, if this be on, however solicitous, must limit its prenot base and scandalous usage of the gen- servatives, because one terror often coun. tiemen of Penzance, who were encou- teracts another. I once knew one of the ragers of the undertaking. They ditho. speculatists of cowardise, whore predomi. noured their work with this untruth, to D nant dildurbance was ple dread of housepay a rycophantick compliment to a little breakers; his inquiries were for nine years smuggling town, not worth mentioning, employed upon the best method of barring remarkable for burlesquing magiftracy. A a window, and many an hour has he spent conduct ro mean and infamous will suffi. in establishing the preference of a bolt to a cently expore itself, and I shall therefore lock. He had at lant, by the daily superadfay no more of it. I will close this vindi- dition of new expedients, contrived a door eation of the bay with some seasonable which could never be forced ; for one bar advice to the inhabitants of it. The pro- E was secured by another with such intricacy duce of fish, tin, and copper in the neigh- of subordination, that he was himself not bourhood, is very confiderable, and if ef. always able to disengage them in the pro. fecrual methods were taken for preventing per methd. He was happy in this fortifi. smuggling, it would be as rich and fou- eation, till being asked how he would rithing a (pot of ground as it is pleasant escape if he was threatened by fire, he disand agreeable. An Anti-Gallican affocia. covered, that with all his care, and all his tion was talked of about 4 or 5 years ago, expence, he had only been closing the fang It was never more wanted than at this of destruction. He then immediately tore time, and if carried into execution, would F off his bolts, and now leaves at night his be a noble instance of publick-spirit in this outer door half locked, that lie may not by trifiing, mercenary age, a lasting honour his own folly perish in the flames, to this remote part of the kingdom, and There is one species of terror, which might shame, if it was poffible, the brain- those who are unwilling to suffer the re. fers herd of faction's fools, who are so proach of cowardise have wisely dignified scandalously indifferent with regard to their wiih the name of Antipathy. A man who coun/ry's interest and glory, and at the talks with intrepidity of the monsters of same time so ridiculously fond of the wines, G the wilderness while they are out of sight, ragouts, manufactures, dress, fopperies, will readily confess his antipathy to a mole, &c. &c. &c. of our great rivals in trade, a wealel, or a frog. But when fear is disa the French. I am,

covered to be groundless, it is to be eradi. SIR,

cated like other lalle opinions, and antipa. Your humble se: vant, thier are generally superable by a nngle cffort.


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But to-morrow, ye fair ones, with Thyrlig A SONG. Sung by Miss Stevenson, in

[ray, no. Vaux Hall Gardens.

And trust me, at church, that I will not You

OUNG Strephon a shepherd, the Tbe AMARYLLIS of Buchanan, pride of the plain, [gain ;

imitated. Each day is attempting my kindness to He takes all occasions his fame to renew :

To a LADY at Paris. I always reply, that his courting won't do. IN E summers now successively have

rollid, He spares no rich presents to make me As many tedious winters I have told, more kind,

(mind ; Since you, my joy, my Amaryllis, here And exhausts in my praise all the wit of his Bkit my fond eyes, and sooth'd my lift'. I lay, I'm engag'd, and I will him to go,

ning ear

(heat, He asks me so oft, till I rudely lay, no. Not winter's blast, nor summer's scorching 3.

Tha' oft returning, can my love defeat. To Thyrsis, laft Valentine's day, the Once in these fields, amidst the Meecy dear youth,


[tide strain : I tell him, I plighted my faith and my You tun'd each morning.lay, each noonThat wealth cannot peace and contentment And when declining Phoebus journey'd bestow,

[go. home, And my heart is another's, so beg he will Veiling the forests with a dusky gloom,

Your sparkling eyes would all their fires That love is not purchas'd with titles, or

d close, gold,

While in each feature smiling beauties rose. And the heart that is honest, can never be By night's soft influence, when my eyes That I figh not for grandeur, but look

are seal'd,

(veal'd : down on show,

[him, no. (As fancy paints) your image ftands reAnd to Thyrfis must haften, nor haiten But when I wake and hail the morning 5


[drawn : He hears me, and trembling all over, Swift like a shade, ’ris from my fight with replies,

From social haunts in frantic mood I run, If his suit I prefer not, he instantly dies ; My flocks and fields, my friends and dwel. He gives me his hand, and would force me ling thun;

Nor flocks nor fields administer relief, I pity his suffrings, yet boldly say, no. They only add a fresh supply of grief, 6.

O'er craggy rocks I roam, to woods retire, I try to avoid him in hopes of sweet (Scenes that could once the happiest thoughis peace,

(say, yes ;

inspire) He baunts me cach moment to make me




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the sky;

In ev'ry vale my plaintive ditty tell,

So have I heard, in yon enamell'd area While echo babbles from her secret cell, A shepherd laugh at ev'ry meaner reed : Ole from a cliff my wand'ring eye ex. The soft-ton'd fute alone deserves hie plores

(shores :

praise ;
Seas vex'd with tempefts, and deserted The soft-ton'd flute another's touch obeys.
To them I wildly all my vows relate, Thus, while his rival grasps the darling toy,
And name the cause of my relentless fate. He views it with malicious, eager joy.
Ye sportive Nereids, who, in wat'ry beds, Melan's carol'd thus her lays of love ;
Beneath the tides conceal your sedgy heads, Thus to iochant gay Sylvia's mufick Arove:
To gay Lutetia waft a love-fick swain. But vain were all the tuneful songs, and
Safc o'er the yawning horrors of the

ughs ;

(downcaft eyes.main ;

Tears stream'd, unheeded, from their Or if I cannot gain this fond request, Sooner (all wolves a league wich lambs If I must Mill be thousand ways diftress'd,

declare, Ev'n all the rage of whirlwinds would I Or savage tygers join the tim'rous hare ; bear,

(fair. Sconer the turtle mall forget her mate, Chear'd by th' enliv'ning hope to see my Orkds on dreaded lionesses wait, Nor mirth nor festivals have pow'r to Than Sylvia's beauties shall ensnare my picare,

heart, No charm has musick for a mind's disease ; Or Ny Melænis conquer by her art. So deeply rooted the soft wound I feel, The fish hall leave the lakes with tremNo balmy med'c'nes can its anguish heal. bling gills, Sylvia has try'd the utmest force of And Meeting lades forsake the rising hills; lourd

(found; Flocks thall despise the plains, and birds To melt my heart, but has no softners

(die ; Melænis often wilh'd to sooth my scorn ; Floods stop their courses, winds in filence Nymphs in their blocm, whom wealth and Nay, all the strangest oppoâtes agree, charms adorn;

Ere Amaryllis is forgot by me.
An hundred ewes each fire agreed to pay, From her, at first, I caught the am'rous
His daughter's portion on the wedding day; flame,

(tame. Nor richest gifts, nor Aocks my fancy Which death's refiftless force alone can sway'd,

S. E.
Nor the soft voice of either blooming maid.
As smiling spring exceeds stern winter's WINCHESTER COLLEGE.

(age ; By a young Gentleman now at Scbool cbere. And youth's first budding the decline of

ET every mure devote her early lays,
As the bright virgin, deck'd in gaudy pride, And tune her lyre to worthy • Wick-
Transcends her mother, thrice in wedlock

ham's praise. ty'd ;

Ev'n I, unskill'd in numbers, dare proclaim, As Gallic Ligris boasts a wider fame

And future ages fhulado e, his name. Than all the rivers of Iberian name ; With grateful joy this noble pile we see, So, Amaryl'is, you excel the maids

To learning sacred, and to piety ;
Who frisk in Gallic or Iberian Thades.

Rich in the bounty of a royal lord,
Oft by the margin of a crystal stream, What Edward gave him, he to heav'n re-
The fair Melænis would enamour'd seem,

Would tinge her pallid cheeks with glow. Here by his statutes and example led,
ing red,

The path of virwe and of truth we tread, To lure some artless shepherd to her bed : And to his bounty owe our daily bread. And whisper'd gently, “Cruel Daphnis, Thrice happy, to be formid on such a plan,

[“ repay? And taught by proof that + Manners make " What nymph your passion can ro well the Man ! « Gather love's blossoms in their earliest Thro' many ages has this fabrick stood “ prime,

(“ hy time.” A private bounty, but a publick good, « And seize the trea'ures which are nipp'd Till Cromwell shook it with his impious On a hlithe holiday, proud Sylvia's rong

Diffembled (corn ; yet as she tripp'd along, When civil rage had kindled fierce alarms :
She cast behind, methought, a wishful look, With aking hearts our youth survey'd hig
While her (mooth hands the tuneful cymbal pow'r,

In expectation of the fatal hour,
Thus have I seen the greedy angler stand, When heav'n averted that impending blow,
And scatter his small prey with careless But next exposed us to another foe,

A fire bloz'd out, yet that subdu'd, once
Intent on weightier prizes ; but, at last,
Criticnly mourn the loss of his repart, Confers d the Providence we try'd before.

Tbe founder

+ Ibe founder's molt.

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279 Now free from worldly care, from noise Attend all ye beaux and view maids form'd and trife,

to please, We lead a pleasant, tho' laborious, life ; Those Helens I own, but two Venus's these. Pleas'd and improv'd, while Tully's Mining

CORNELIUS page, And moral Seneca's our thoughts engage.

On a NECESSARY-HOUSI. Nor are Quintilian rules to us unknown, HE

TERE, for one common end, by turns Rome her Quintilian boasts, and we our


The young, the old, the gay and the severe, own: The virtuous, taught by him, aspire to fame,

The sons of wisdom, folly's spurious brood, And e'en the vicious are reform'd by The rake, the chaste, the impious, and the shame.

good : The Muses here their darling Pit inspir'd,

Nature's just rites no cruel test confines, And Dobson with poetick fury fir’d;

But one impartial equal bounty shines :

To all these candid seats afford a cure,
Art perfected what nature had begun,
A second Milcon, and a Virgil's lon;

The hard-bound Stoick, and loose Epi.
And Lowth, adorn'd with neverlading bays,

cure ; In these sequester'd thades divides our praise:

With freedom here the Academick fits,
In this retirement from a frantick age,

Poffels'd before by bigots, or by wits ;
We scorn the follies which the great en-

The sceptick quits his dear suspicion here,

Nor doubts th' alarum from within fincere;
gage ;
Can see a play, a drum, a rout, a ball ;

Fruitless the claim of orthodox belief,
And like Democritus can laugh at all :

Here schism and heresy find one relief ;
To Cam, or Ilis, when remov'd we fing, Tories and whigs their mad disputes fose

Our numbers flow from the Wintonian

Alike submissive to the powers that are ;
Tho' Cam or Isis may the Muse delight, Successless all their vain diftin&tions prove,
Yet Itchin * in us claims an earlier right. And equal means their equal ills remove :
On our Parnassus t too entranc'd we sleep, Hence, ye prophane !--nor violate the place,
And from another Helicon I drink deep.

While modest females press the seat of eale;
The Mures vot’ries here, at ease reclin'd, By caution watch'd, by belles survey'd a-
The secret joy of learn'd retirement find.


[ground. Here Morpheus never boasts too large a Each youth receded from the sacred (way,

The virgin soft, the pensive aged maid,
But, as convenience calls, must go or stay. At some nice moment seek the tender aid ;
Wak'd from our Number by the dawn of Studious the one some lover's verse to scan,

The last to ponder on unfaithful man ;
We ply our ftudies till returning night ; The knowing matron and the widow ny,
Recalling to our minds th' Athenian tow'rs Free from the purview of each curious eye,
Where youth from learning found no vacant In wanton chat the hop'd affiftance find,

And leave with joy the soft diftress behind :
The pattern we with emulation view, Here the nice prude the well turn'd knee
Quintilian bids us the same tract pursue;

can show, Hail, Plato! trifling vanity, adieu !

Nor yet her cheek with bidden blushes glow. Ah ! think not then what pious rites they рау,

[survey ; 1.

Nor once their off rings, ||, WO fifters (ye gods, who could fee While from each vale a full libation flows,

and not love) [lagh grove ; And intermingled ftreams the golden flood Arm in arm last night walk'd in Rane- compose. With astonishment ftruck, I view'd their Then dies that awfulair whole crouds adore, fair faces,

(graces. And deem the semblance of angelick power, And Araitly concluded them wandering Each heavenly charm, the graces, and the


(tal proves. Their shapes were ro Nender ; fo charm- And each fair Gunning a mere more ing their air ;

Oh should astringent stars their influence So ruddy their cheeks; their complexion fo

try, The whole did so pleasing and charmingly And swell the tear upon the female eye, Thine,

[divine ! Force from the rosy lips the half-breach'd No mortals, I'm sure, they were something


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And fighs to hear wou'd make an angel Of beauty let V-e with much arrogance The tear, the ligh, the half breath'd groan


wou'd prove, Yield, Pm, yield, you're no longer a Sufficient penance for their crimes in love.

Full A rives near Winchester, † Katherine. Hill, 1 A spring en Ibar billo || Swift's Miscellanies,

On tbe vwo celebrated Mij. Gunningo.


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