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Peace to thy banks, thou gentle Beheld me at the peep of dawn,

Loud clamouring o'er my book.
Where first I saw the light,
Yet do thy murmurs fill my


Ah! me, how many a restless day And soothe the sleep of night. Has held me captive there!

How did I hail the hours of play,
The house which stands upon the hill,

Which slew each little care.
The waving wood behind,
The distant church, the busy mill,

The teacher was an aged wight,
Are pictur'd in my mind.

With spectacles on nose;
To me how dreadful was the sight,

When'er his anger rose.
Olet me wander o'er again
These scenes of artless joy,
And mark the shades, the hills and My book, bethumb'd dog-eard and

I rambled while a boy.

Each day he heard me read ;
And how approvingly, each morn,

He strok'd my flaxen head.
Fond memory, bear me to that cliff,
That overhangs the shore,
And let me watch the passing skiff,

Good man! he's gone, he's sunk to And hear the dashing oar....

rest ;
His little reign is o'er,

On that rude seat, with moss o'er-

squabling imps shall not molest

and quiet more.
I often iay, reclin'dl,
Indulg'd my pensive whims alone,
And listend to the wind.

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One night I sat upon that rock,

THE MAN WITH THE HUGE NOSE. No human foot was near, The close of day had tolld the clock, In Imitation of the Manner of Sterrie, But still I knew not fear:

My uncle Toby, one cold DecemPale rose the moon, and o'er the flood ber evening, sat smoking his pipe Her trembling lustre cast,

by the fire, involved in deep reveAnd loud and sullen, from the wood, rie, when Corporal Trim entered. Came on my ear the blast.

Please your honour, said the Cor

pral, slowly approaching. My uncle The moon withdrew her silver beam, Toby made no reply. There is a The night grew damp and dark,

biting air abroad, your honour. Lash'd by the north-wind, howl'd the My uncle Toby spoke not. Shall

I help your honour to a cup of sack, And rose the watch-dog's bark. continued the Corporal, raising his

voice. Still my uncle Toby was siAh! then I started from my seat,

lent. I have seen the man with the Swift to the house I fled,

huge nose, said Trim. My uncle With fears my childish bosom beat, Toby dropped his pipe. I have For ghosts were then my dread. seen the man with the large nose,

continued the Corporal; the man Such fears leave sunshine in the whom your honour heard so much breast,

of in Strasburgh, with the satinWhen all the danger's gone:

crimson breeches. The same who Sweet are the dreams of childhood's was seen by the centinel and the

bandy-legged trumpeter, Trim ?.... When some gay trophy's won. The same, your honour. My uncle

Toby arose. I dreamt that I saw That school-house on the shaded lawn, that man last night, Trim, contiDeside the babbling brook,

nued my uncle Toby, just as he en




tered the gates of Strasburgh, hold- now, said my uncle, while he fell ing a scimitar before his nose. Hea on his neck, and wept. Ask him, ven defend his nose, exclaimed the please your honour, quoth Trim, Corporal. Let no man do it any the Corporal, why he wore this harm, echoed my uncle Toby. Hea- huge nose....and what has become ven defend it from the finger of the of his crimson-satin breeches....if bandy-legged trumpeter, continued they have escaped the fingers of the the Corporal. And from those of bandy-legged trumpeter's wife, and the hostess of the inn, continued those of the hostess of the inn.... my uncle Toby. May his crimson- Hold thy peace, Trim, quoth my satin breeches escape all danger, uncle Toby, while he wiped his exclaimed the Corporal. May they eyes, we will hear that by and by.... escape all pollution, echoed my Trim? Your honour, answered uncle Toby. May the hands of the Trim. Trim, continued my uncle trumpeter's wife never lay hold up- Toby, in a mournful voice....Here on them, continued Trim. Nor of I am, answered the Corporal.... the hostess of the inn, continued my Trim, continued my uncle still uncle Toby. He has a noble nose, more mournful.

God bless your please your honour, said Trim.... honour, exclaimed Trim, letting the bandy-legged trumpeter swore fall the waxen nose. Mend that it was as long as his trumpet, and fire, Trim, and bring me another that it made a noise as loud....the pipe, ended my uncle Toby. bandy-legged trumpeter's wife swore it was a sweet nose, and as soft as a flute....0! it is a noble nose, your honour. Trim, quoth For the Literary Magazine. my uncle Toby, I should like to see

ASCENDANCY OF THE FRENCH that nose. You shall see it, please his majesty, exclaimed the Corporal ....I will fetch it to your honour. The ascendancy of the French Forget not, Trim, replied my uncle, language, in the nations who are to bring the man along with his nose. neighbours of France, is a circumTrim disappeared, and my uncle stance somewhat remarkable. In

Toby walked the room, agitated the English language, for instance,' and silent. The clock had struck we find the technical vocabulary of eight, when Trim returned with a several arts to be chiefly or wholly nose in his hand, followed by an French. In many cases not only elegant young stranger. Here, words are pure French, but the oryour honour, said Trim, is the der in which they stand in the man, and here is the nose. My phrase, is agreeable to the French uncle Toby was silent, gazing on fashion, and very many of these the stranger. Before him stood the words and phrases are not of remote figure of a man of twenty-five, tall, and Norman origin, but recently and of a martial air. He was ar- imported. As, The Art Military, rayed in a military habit, and wore Prerogative Royal, Ambassador a small scimitar on his thigh. His Plenipotentiary, Envoy Extraordicountenance was manly and noble, nary, Commissary General, and so but overcast with a shade of melan- forth. choly sadness. As he cast on my It just now occurred to me to inuncle Toby a look from his dark- quire what arts had adopted their brown eyes, a big tear rolled from language from the French. In the his cheek. Gallant stranger, I have first place, the art of war, and its seen you before, said my uncle kindred art of fortification, are enToby. You have, said the stranger, tirely French. Their terms are all while he fell on one knee, and raised borrowed from that language. his hands toward heaven. I have The diplomatic dialect is French, scen you before, and I know you and many French terms and phrases.



are preserved when the corres- serve, or body of reserve,) is a dipondence of governments is carried rect hostility on the genius of old on in English, or translated into it. English, but it is used merely beIt is remarkable, that the only oc cause the French have given the casion on which the adjective of Bri. same name to the same thing. ain is Britannic, is in diplomatic papers, in imitation of the French adjective. This is so well established, that to say his British or his For the Literary Magazine. English majesty, would be a solecism; whereas to substitute Britannic for British on any other occa The affectation of honouring sion, would be equally singular and places, associations, and profesuncouth. The Britannic fleet or

sions with the epithet Royal, which army, would sound as strangely as at present prevails in England, and his British majesty.

formerly in France, has been carThe terms in cookery, in confec- ried to great, and sometimes riditionary, in perfumery, in hair-dress- culous extremes. In England, the ing are mostly imported, together first society of sages called itself the with the arts themselves, from Royal Society. It would puzzle any France.

one to discover, from their title, Among the fine arts, music de- the pursuits of the association. In rives its language from Italy. The this case, the appellation is merely terms of sculpture and painting are fulsome and unmeaning fattery, many of them Italian, and many of since it is well known, that this frathem are also French. To France ternity, owed nothing, at its first are we indebted for most of our ar- formation, to the King. Within a chitectural terms.

short period a great number of soThe terms of science are chiefly cieties have sprung up, which, from derived from the Greek and Latin. the spirit of absurd imitation, or The French, however, have the with a view to curry favour with honour of inventing an entire new majesty, have been careful to add language for chemistry. The French royal to their name. Thus we have revolution, as it has given birth to the Royal African Association, the a great many new doctrines, has Royal Academy, the Royal Institulikewise brought into existence a tion of Great Britain, the Royal great number of new words; and Insurance Company, the Royal the English, with an unaccountable Bank (of Edinburgh,) the Royal servility, have always made haste Jennerian Society, the Royal Aca. to adopt them. It is common to demy of Dublin, the Royal Society hear writers and speakers declaim- of Edinburgh. ing against France, and against in Among the Royals of elder date, novation in general, in a language we have the Royal Exchange, the that may be termed revolutionary Royal College of Physicians, and French, and which would be quite Theatres-Royal of Drury-lane and unintelligible to the contemporaries Covent.Carden. In recent times, of Steele and Addison. The Eng- the establishment of new theatres lish are hostile to innovation in every has put their proprietors to sad thing but language.

shifts for names sufficiently digniIn the arrangements now taking fieci; one of them is obliged to replace in England to resist impend- verse the name already in use, and ing invasion, there is a law for raise to call itself The Royal Theasrc. ing what is called, in direct inita The thrifty class of mankind, tion of the French, an army of re

who have their subsistence to proserve. This phrase (like one of cure by studying the popular hulong standing, though also borrow- mour, have made extensive use of ed froin the French, corps de re- this epithet. Travellers describe


G. W.

the whimsical effect produced in permit such an opportunity to octhis respect, among the French ar- cur, without letting you know, that, tizans, by the change of govern- wherever I am, I cherish the rement. On the downfal of the mo- membrance of you with that of my narchy, “ Royal" was every where country. The distance which insuperseded by. “ nationale," and terrupts our correspondence, and very odd combinations ensued.

the engagements which often perWe in America, having no kings plex me, serve only to endear to nor princes among us, are obliged me the recollection of my absent to content ourselves with describ- friends, to whom my heart has long ing our vocations by their proper desired to be reunited. In the names. I do not recollect to have midst of this crowded metropolis, met with but one instance in which I am yet literally a stranger: 1 find an artist has endeavoured to ac no spot in which I can plant one quire repute by the use of some new affection, and I long to cultigreat name. Many of my readers, vate those which I left at home. perhaps, recollect an advertise- You will, I know, reprove me for ment of a New-York operator on this disposition ; which, you will supthe teeth, who advertised himself pose, disqualifies me for improving

« Dentist to the late General my new situation in a country Washington;" and to support his which affords so many curiosities to pretensions, published a letter from an inquiring mind; which you deem the General, which ran in these the seat of the arts and sciences. I terms....Sir, whenever I have oc- won't argue with you: I submit to casion for your services in the way your reproof with a consciousness of your profession, I shall have no that it is not entirely unmeritted. objection to employ you.

But I am conscious, also, of having

made many laudable efforts to sofI recollect a barber, for whose ten the severity of English courrazor I used to have daily occasion, tesy , and, when repulsed in the priwho displayed one morning an vate walks of life, I have turned my unusual share of self-importance, footsteps to the public scenes, best which he presently accounted for, calculated to afford innocent amuseby telling me that he had just had ment and useful information. I atthe honour of shaving his excel. tended the theatres, till they dislency the Governor.

gusted me, as well by their performances, as their audience. Though repeatedly baffled in my attempts

to gain admission into the courts, I For the vimerican Register, have sometimes succeeded in hear. THE ELOQUENCE OF PITT,

ing Erskine, Garrow, and Gibbs :

and at the *imminent hazard of my [The kindness of a friend has permit

ted us to print the following letter, • The writer here alludes to the written by a young American now difficulty of gaining access to the in Europe. The author has already House of Commons, on occasion of afforded proofs of talents, which Pitt's speech on the renewal of war. will probably one day raise him to The contemporary journalists mention the first stations in his country, and this speech as having been lost to the this letter is no mean evidence both world by the exclusion of the note-taof a delicate taste, and an amiable hers. The writer, more adventurous disposition.

E.] and more fortunate, got a seat in the London, 13th July, 1803. lobby of the house, by being thrown Dear Sir,

headlong, though without injury, with

a score or two of others, from the MR. to sail for Phila- gallery, by the pressure of an inmense delphia to-morrow, and I cannot crowd.




life, I, at last, witnessed the full only can separate into distinct lumiblaze of Mr. Pitt's eloquence. This naries. last is the great era of my enjoy He is completely the sun of eloments here, pre-eminently surpass- quence in the House of Commons, ing all the rest, and so far, indeed, for he eclipses the light of every as almost to make me recollect it other orator. Mr. Fox is the mornalone. You will believe all I say, ing-star only, till his great opponent when I assure you, that Mr. Pitt rises. Mr. Fox's eloquence is wholrealized the highest expectations I ly of a different character. In inhad formed. He is the greatest vention, quickness of apprehension, orator that I ever heard. His elo- variety of illustration, humour, and quence is a clear and constant one species of pathetic eloquence.... stream; you admire its majestic perhaps in all the constituents of windings, you are dazzled by the eloquence, derived from the mind, lights reflected from its sinooth and independent of delivery, he is at unbroken surface. I feel its pre- least equal, if not superior to Mr. sence, when I behold the current Pitt. In that which addresses itself rolling in the field of my imagina- to the tender emotions of the heart, tion, and I strive in vain to discover Fox is, I believe, unrivalled. In some other object which can con- his late speech, he displayed, in a vey to you a more correct idea of very uncommon degree, a talent for this great orator. His very defects exciting the ridiculous. He sucare so peculiarly fitted to each ceeded so well, as to make the paother, that they do not impair the triotic ardour, kindled by Mr. Pitt, great character of his eloquence, and those who took the same side of while his forcible reasoning, his ar- the question, explode in repeated dent and uninterrupted delivery oc- bursts of laughter. In the characcupy the mind, and carry it along ter of Muley Molock, Mr. Pitt with him, it does not perceive that laughed heartily at himself, and the his person is slender, his carriage declaimers against the injustice of and gesture awkward, or that his France were astonished, when they periods, so happily are they balanc- came to defend their own country ed, and so well adjusted to the tone from the same charge, to perceive and cadence of his voice, are longer that their arguments must resemble than the rules of criticism allow to the reply of the lady in the farce,” discourses which are to be spoken. that “ she had always been chaste Without the formality and stiffness on this side of the Cape of Good of formal divisions of his subject, he Hope." But Mr. Fox's delivery displays the most methodical ar- is exceedingly disagreeable. His rangment, so natural that, while you voice is squeaking, his utterance listen to him, you do not perceive it, embarrassed and interrupted. Ie and, after speaking two hours, you frequently recals his words, and althink that he has spoken only a few ters the arrangement of his senminutes. His style is rather argu- tences, after having gone half mentative than figurative. , But al- through them. Nevertheless, there though it presents you no bold apos- is no orator, after Mr. Pitt, wieso trophes, no splendid comparisons, deserves to be compared with Mr. it abounds with tropes and meta- Fox; and, on the whole, I believe phors, which come to his assistance there is less eloquence in England unasked, which he utters without than in America. I have not menappearing to be conscious of using tioned Mr. Sheridan, because I have them, and which you perceive only not had the pleasure of hearing him, in the general light they shed over except for a few minutes. Gray, his discourse. They resemble the Erskine, Canning and Wilberinnumerable stars which compose force, have no pretensions to elothe galaxy, and which a telescope quence, nor is there one great

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