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Teach her, like thec, to gild her splendid song | Fladst thou been born in this enlightend dafy
With scenes of Yven-Ming, * and sayings of Felt, az we feel, Taste's oriental ray,
Li-Tsong ; t. .

Thv satire sure had given them both a stab,
Like thice to scorn Dame Nature's simple fence; Callid Kent a Driveller, and the Nymph a Dral.
L.cap cach ha ha of truth and common sense ; for what is Nature ? Ring her changes round,
And, proudly rising in her bold career, Her three fat noles are water, plants, and ground;
Demand attention from the gracious ear Prolong the peal, yet spite of all your clauer,
Of him, whom we and all the wond admit Thetediouschimeissuillground, plants,and water.
Patron supreme of science, taste, and wit. So, when some John his dull invention racks,
Does Envy doubt? Witness, ye chosen train ! To rival Boodle's dinners, or Alınack's;
Who breathe the swects of his Saturnian reign ; Three uncouth legs of muition shock our eyes,
Witness ye H*lls, ye Jinsons, Sc*ts, S*bb*s, Three roasted geese, three butter'd apple pies.
Hark to my call, for some of you have ears. Come then, prolific art, and with thee bring
Let D**d H*c, from the remotest Norili, l'Thecharms that rise from thy exhaustless spring;
In see-saw sceptic scruples hint his worth ; To Richmond come, for see untutord Brown
D**d, who there supinely deigns to lye 1 Destroys those wonders which were once thyown.
The fattest Ilog of Epicurus' stve;

| Lo, from his melon-ground the peasant slave Tho' drunk with Gallie wine, and Gallicpraise, Has rudely rush'd, and levelld Merlin's Care ; D**d shall bless old England's halcyon days; Knockd down the waxen Wizard, seis'd hiswand, The mighty Home, bemird in prose so long, Transforin'd to lawn what late was Fairy land; Again shall stalk upon the stilts of song: And marrid, with impious hand, each sweet de. While bold Mac-Ossian, wont in Ghosts to deal, Ofstephen Duck and good Queen Caroline. (sign Bids candid Smollet from his cofin steal; Haste, bid yon livelong Terrace re-ascend, Bids Vallock quit his sweet Elysian rest, ' Re-place each vista, straighten every bend; Sunk in his St. John's philosophic breast, Shui out the Thames, shall that ignoble thing And, like old Orpheus, make some strong effort Approach the presence of great Ocean's King? To come from hell and warble truth at Couri. No! let Barbaric glories || feast his eyes,

There was a time, “ in Esher's peaceful grove, August Pagodas round his palace rise, " When Kent and Nature vy'd for Pelhan's And finish'd Richmond open to his view, - “ Jove,"

“ A work to wonder at, perhaps a Kew." That Pope beheld them with auspicivus snile, | Nor rest we here, but, at our magic call, And own'd that Beauty bless'd their mutual toil. Monkies shallclimb our trees, and lizards crawl, Vistaken Bard ! could such a pair design Huge dogs of Tibit bark in yonder grore, Scenes fit to live in thy immortal line? 'Here parrots prate, there cats make cruel love ;

in .. One of the Imperial gardens at Pekin.

† " Many trees, shrubs, and flowers," sayeth Li-Tsong, a Chinese author of great antiquity, "thrive best in low, inoist situations; many on hills and mountains; some require a rich soil; but others will grow on clay, in sand, or even upon rocks, and in the water : to some á sunny exposition is necessary: but for others the shade is preferable. There are plants which thrive best in exposed situations, but in general shelter is requisite. The skilful gardener, to whom study and experience have taught these qualities, carefully attends to them in his operations, knowing that thereon depend the health and growth of his plants, and consequently the beauty of his plantations." Vide Diss. P. 77. The reader, I presume, will readily allow, that he never met with so much recondite truth, as this antient Chic nese here exhibits.

Vide (if it be extant) a poem under this title, for which (or for the publication of Lord Beling. broke's philosophical writings ) the person here mentioned receivod a considerable pension in the time of Lord B.--t's administration.

$ This is thegreat and fundamental axiom, on which oriental taste is founded. It is therefore expressed here with the greatest precision, and in the identical phrase of the great original. The figurative terms, and even the explanatory simile, are entirely borrowed from Sir William's Dissertation. “No ture (says the Chinese, or Sir William for him) affords us but few materials to work with. Plants, ground, and water, are her only productions; and, though both the forms and arrangements of these may be varied to an incredible degree, yet they have but few striking varieties, the rest being of the nature of changes rung upon bells, which, though in reality different, still produce the saine uniform kind of jingling; the variation being too minute to be easily perceived."..."Art must therefore supply the scantiness of Nature," &c. &c. page 14. And again,“Our larger works are only a repetition of b small ones, like the honest Bachelor's feest, which consisted in no!hing but a multiplication of his own dinnes ; three legs of mutton and turnins, three roasted grese, and three luttered epple pits.” Preface, page 7. # So Milton “Where the gorgeous cast with richest hand

Showers onler kings Barbaric pearl and gold." {"In their lofty woods serporitz and lizards of many beautiful sorts crawl upon the ground. Incemerable monleys, cats, and parrots clamber upon the trees." Page 40.“ In their lakes are many islands, some small, some large, among which are seen stalking along, the elephant, the rhinoceros, the drome dary, ostrich, and the giant baboon." Page 66. They keep, in their enchanted scenes, a surprising variety of monstrous birds, reptiles, and animals, which are tamed by it, and guarded by enotnou dogs of Tibet, and Africar gia, is, in the habits of magicians.“ Page 8.“ Sometimes in this ro

In some fair island will we turn to grass For Him, tha blessing of a better time,
ilfith the Queen's leire) her elephant and ass. The Muse shall deal awhile in brick and lime;
Giants from Africa shall guard the glades, smaids; Surpass the bold AaEati in design,
Where hiss our snakes, where sport our Tartar And o'er the Thames fling one stupendous line
Or, wanting these, from Charlotte 'Hayes we Of marble arches , in a bridge, that cuts
Damsels alike arroit to sport and sting. '[bring From Richmond Ferry slant lo Brentford Eutis,

Now, to our lawns of dalliance and delight Brentford with London's charms will we adorn; Join we the groves of horror and affright: Brentford, the bishoprick of Parson Horne. This to achiere no foreign aids we try;

There at one glance, the royal cre shall meet Thy gibbets, Bigshot*! shall our wants supply: Each varied beauty of St. James's Street; Hounslow whose heath sublimer terrors fills, StoutT*]*thereshallplywith hackneychair**, Shall with her gibbets lend her powder-mills. And Patriot Betty fix her fruit-shop there? t. Here, too, O King of Vengeancet, iu thy fane, Like distant thunder, now the coach of state Tremendous Wilkes shall raille his gold chaint; Rollso'eri hebridge, thatgroansbeneathits weight; And round that fane, on many a Tyburn tree, | The Court hath crossed the stream; the sports Hang fragınents dire of Newgate-bistory; Now N**l preaches of rehellion's sin : [begin, On this shall H*]l*d's dying speech be read, And as the powers of his strong pathos rise, Here B-te's confession, and bis wooden head; Lo, brazen tears fall from Sir Fi**r's eyes 11. 11 hile all the minor plunderers of the age, II hileskulking roundthepews, thatbabeofgrace, (Too numerous far for this contracted page) Who ne'er before at sermon show'd his face, The R*gy*

y s s, Mungos, B*dy*ws there, SeeJemmy Twitcher shambles;stop,stopthiefss! In straw-stuft effigy, shall kick the air. He's stol'n the E* of 1)*ub* hs' handkerchief. But, say ye powers, who come when fancy calls, Let B*rr**n arrest him in mock furylll, Where shall our inimic London rear her wallsil? And M**d hang the knave without ajury. The Eastern feature, Art must next produce : But hark! the voice of battle shouts frou far, Tho' not for present yet for future use,

The Jews and Macaronis are ai war*** :[stocks, Our sons some slave of greatness may behold, The Jews prevail, and, thundering from the Cast in the genuine Asiatic mould:

They seise, theybind, they circumciseit+C*F*. Who of three realms shall condescend to know Fair Schw***n smiles ihe sport to sce, No more than he can spy from Windsor's brow; And all the Maids of Honor cry Te-hetit!

mantic excursion, the passenger finds himself in extensive recesses, surrounded with arbors of jessamine, vine, and roses : where beauteous Tartareun damsels, in loose transparent robes that flutter in the air, present him with rich wines, &c. and invite him to taste the sweets of retirement on Persian carpets, and beds of Camusakin down."

“Their scenes of terror are composed of gloomy woods, &c. Gibbets, crosses, wheels, and the whole apparatus of torture are seen from the roads. Here too they conceal in cavities, on the summits of the highest mountains, foundries, lime-kilns, and glass-works, which send forth large volumes of flame, and continued columns of thick smoke, that give to these mountains the appearance of volcano:." Page 37. “ Here the passenger from time to time is surprised with repeated shocks of electrical impulse; the earth trembles under by the power of confined air," &c. Page 39. Now to produce both these effects, viz. the appearance of volcanos and earthquakes, we have here submitted the occasional explosion of a powder-mill, which (if there be not too much simplicity in the contrivance) it is apprehended will at once answer all the purposes of lime-kilns and clectrical machines, and imitate thunder and the erplosion of cumon into the bargain. Vide Page 40.

+ " In the most dismal recesses of the woods, are temples dedicated to the King of Vengeance, near. which are placed pillars of stone, with pathetic descriptions of tragical events; and many acts of cruelty perpetrated there by outlaws and robbers." Page 37.

This was written when Mr. Wilkes was Sheriff of London, and when it was to be feared he would rattle his chain a year longer as Lord Mayor.

S Martins. The asterisms will be easily supplied.

† “ There is likewise in the same garden, viz. Yven-Ming Yven, near Pekin, a fortified tour, with its ports, streets, public squares, temples, markets, shops, and tribunals of justice; in short, with erery thing that is at Pekin, only on a smaller scale. In this town the Emperors of China, who are too much the slaves of their greatness to appear in public, and their women, who are secluded from it by custom, are frequently diverted with the hurry and bustle of the capital which is here represepted, several times of the year, by the eunuchs of the palace." Page 32.

Sir William's enormous account of Chinese bridges, too long to be here inserted. Vide page 59. *“ Some of these ennuchs personate porters." Page 32. + “ Fruits and all sorts of refreshments are cried about the streets in this mock city." Page 33. 11 “ Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek." Milton.

SS “ Neither are thieves, pickpockets, and sharpers forgot in these festivals; that noble profession is usually allotted to a good number of the most dextrous!” Vide ibid.

« The watch seises on the culprit.” Vide ibid.

“ He is conveyed before the judge, and sometimes severely bastinadoed." Ibid. *** “ Quarrels happen battles ensue." Ibid.

++ " Every liberty is permitted, there is no distinction of persons.” Ibid.
*;; “ This is done to divert his Imperial Majesty, and the ladies of his train." Vide ibid.

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Be these the rural pastiines that attend When not a distant taper's twinkling ray Great Binsw*k's leisure: these shall best unbend Gleam'd o'er the furze to light him on his way; His roval mind, whene'er, from state withdrawn, When not a sheep-bell sooth'd his listening ear, He treads the velvet of his Richmond lawn; And the big rajı-drops told the tempest near; These shall prolong his Asiatic dream,

Then did his horse che homeward track clesers. Tho' Europe's balance trembles on its beam. The track that shunu'd his sad inquiring eye; And thou, Sir William! while thy plastic hand And win each wavering purpose to relent, Creates each wonder, which thybard has plann'd; With warmih so mild, so gently violent, While, as thy art commands, obsegnious rise That his charm'd hand the careless rein resign'd, Whate'er cav please, or frighten, or surprise, And doubts and terrors vanish'd froin his mind. ( let that Bard his Knight's protection claim, Recall the traveller, whose alter'd form And share,like faithful Sancho, Quixote's fame. Has borne the butlet of the mountain storm;

And who will first his fond impatience meet? § 143. Pleasures of Memory: a Poem. His faithful dog 's already at his feet ! By Samuel Rogers, Esq.

Yes, tho' the porter spurn him from his door, Dowx by yon hazel copse, at evening blaz'd (Tho'all, that knew him, know his face no more, The Gipsy's faggot - there we stood and gaz'd; His faithful dog shall tell his joy to each, Gazid on her sun-burnt face with silent awe, With that mute eloquence which passes speech. Her tatier'd mantle, and her hood of straw; And see, the master but returns to die! Her moving lips, her caldron brimming o'er; Yet who shall bid the watchful servant fix? The drowsy brood that on her back she bore, Theblasts of heaven, the drenching dews of earth, Iinps, in the barn with monsing owlet bred, The wanton insults of wfeeling mirth; Iroin rifled roost at nightly revel fed;

These, when to guard inisfortune's sacred grave, Whose dark eyes flash'd thro' locks of blackest Hill firm Fidelity exult to brave. shade,

| Led by what chart, transports the timid Jore When in the breeze the distant watch-dog bay'd: Tlie wreaths of conquest, or the rows of inse? And heroes fled the Sybil's mutter'd call, Saythro’theclourls whatcompass pointsher flight: Whose eltin prowess scal'd the orchard-wall. Monarchs have gaz'd, and nations blest the sight. As o'er my palin the silver piece she drews, Pile rockson rocks, bid woods and mountains nie, And trac'd ihe line of life with searching view, Eclipse her native shades, her native skies;How throbb'd my fluttering pulse with hopes "Tis vain! thro'ether's pathless wilds she goes, and fears,

And lights at last where all her cares repose. To learn the color of my future years! | Sweet bird! thy truth shall Harlem's wall Ah, then, what honest triumph flushid my And unborn ages consecratc thy nest. (ailesi,

When with the silent energy of grief, This truth once know-To bless is to be blesi! With looks that askid, yet dar'd not hope relief, We led the bending beggar on his way;

Want, with her babes, round generous valor (Bare with his feet, his tresses silver grey)

clung, South'd the keen pangs his aged spirit felt, To wring the slow surrender from his tongue, And on his tale with mule attentiou dwelt.

'Twas thine to animale her closing eye: 1 As in his scrip we dropt our little store, Alas! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, And wept to ihink that liule was no more, Crush'd by her meagre hand, when welcom'd He breath'd bis prav'r; “ Long may such good from the sky.

“ness live!" "I was all he gave, 'twas all he had to gire. But hark! thro' those old firs, with sullen!

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well! When the blithe son of Savoy, roving round The church-clock strikes! ye tender scenes fare-/ With huumble wares and pipe of merry sound, It calls me hence, beneath their shade to trace | From his green vale and shelter'd cabin hies, The few fond lines thai Time may soon cflace. lud scales the Alps to visit foreign skies;

Onyon craystone that fronts the chancel-door. Tho' far below the forked lightnings plas, Worn smooth by busy feet now seen no more, And at his feet the thunder dies away, Faci cre we shot the warble thro' tlie ring, Oft, in the saddle rudely rock'd to sleep, Wh in the heartdanc'd, and life wasin its spring; While his mule browse's on the dizzy sleep, Alas! unconscious of the kindred carih, (With morbory's aid, he sits at home, and see That faintly echoed to the voice of mirih. His children sport beneath their native trees,

And bends, to hear their cherub roices call, $ 14-4. From the Same.

O'er the loud fury of the torrent's fall. Oft has the aged tenant of the vale

Butcan hersinile with gloomy dadness dwell! Lean'd on his staff to lengthen out the tale;. Say, can she chase the horrors of his cell? Oft bare his lips the grateful tribute breatlid, Each fiery fight on phrenzy's wing restrain, From sire to son with pious zeal bequeathil. And mould the.coinage of the fever'd brain, When o'er the hlasied heath the day declin'd, Pass butthaturate, which scarce a gleamsupplies, And on the scath'd oak warrd the winter wind : There in the dust the wreck of Genius lies!

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He, whose arresting hand sublimely wrought , If thy blest nature now unites above
Each bold conception in the sphere of thought; | An angel's pily with a brother's love,
Who from the quarried mass, like Phidias drew Still o'er my life preserve ihy mild control,
Forms ever fair, creations ever new!

Correct my views, and elevate iny soul :
But as he fondly snatch'd the wreath of Fame, Grant me thy peace and purity of mind,
The spectre Poverty unnerv'd his frame. | Devont yet cheerful, active get resign'd;
Cold was her grasp, a withering scowl she wore; Grantme, like thec, whose heartknew nodisguise,
And Hope's soft energies were felt no more. Whose blameless wishes never aim'd to rise,
Yet still how sweet the soothings of his art! To meet the changes Time and Chance present,
From the rude stone what bright ideas start! With modest dignity and calm content."
Er'n now he claims the amaranthine wreath, when thy last breath, ere Nature sunk to rest,
With scenes thatglow, with innages that breathe! Thy mcek submission to thy God expresud;
And whence these scenes, these images declare, When thy last look, ere thought and feeling fied,
Whence but from her whoiriuinphs o'er despair? | A mingled gleam of hope and triumph shed;

Awake, arise! with grateful fervor fraught, What to thy soul its glad assurance gave,
Go spring the mine of elevated ihought. Its hope in death, its triumph o'er the grave?
He who ihro' Nature's various walk, surveys The sweet Remenibrance of unblemish l youth,

The good and fair her faultless line portrays; The inspiring voice of Innocence and Truth!
Whose minil, prophan'd by no unhallow'd grest, Hail, Memory, hail! in thy exhausiless mine
Culls from the crowd the purest and the best; From age to age unnumber'd treasures shine!
May range, at will, brightFancy'sgolden clinie, Thought and her shadowy brood thy call obey,
Or musing, monnt where Science siis sublime, And Place and Tiine are subject to ihy sway!
Or wake the spirit of departed Time. ) Thy pleasures most we feel when most alone;
Who acts thus wisely, niark the moral Muse, The only pleasures we can call our own.
A blooming Eden in his life reviews!

Lighter than air, Hope's summer-visions die, Su richly cultur'd ev'ry native grace :

If but a fleeting cloud obscure the sky; Its scanty limits he forgets to trace :

If but a beam of sober Reason play, But the fond fool, when evening shades the sky, Lo, Fancy's fairy frost-work melts away! Turns but to start, and gazes but to sigh! But can the wiles of Art, the grasp of Power, The weary waste, that lengthen'd as he ran, Snatch the rich relics of a well-spent hour? Fades to a blank, and dwindles to a span! | These, when the trembling spirit wings her flight,

Ah! who can tell the triumphs of ihe mind, Pour round her path a stream of living light;
By truth illumin'd, and by taste refin'd? And girl those pure and perfect realms of rest,
When age has quench'd the eyeand clos'd the car, Where Virtue triumphs, and her sons are blest.
Still nerv'd for action in her native sphere,
Oft will she rise-with searching glance pursue
Some long-lov'd image vanish'd from her view; 1 § 147. Verses on a Tear. From the Same.
Dart thro' the deep recesses of the past, Oh! that the Chemist's magic art
O'er dusky forms in chains of slumber cast; Could crystallise this sacred ireasure!
With giant-grasp fling back the folds of night, Long should it glitter near my heart,
And snatch the faithless fugitive to light. A secret source of pensive pleasure.

So thro' the grove th' impatient mother flies, The litule brilliant ere it fell.
Each sunless glade, each secret pathway tries; Its lustre caught from Chloe's ere:
Till the light leaves the rruant-boy disclose,

| Then treinbling, left its coral cell Long on the wood-moss stretch'd in sweet repose.

(The Spring of Sensibility! $ 146. From the Same.

Sweet drop of pure and pearly light, Oft may the spirits of the dead descend,

In thee the rays of Virtue shine; To watch the Silent slumbers of a friend;

More calmly clear, more mildly bright, To hover round his evening-walk unseen,

| Than any gem that gilds the mine. And hold sweet converse on the dusky green;

Benign restorer of the soul!
To hail the spot where first their friendship grew,

Who ever fly'st to bring relief,
And heaven and nature opend to their view! 7 When first she feels the rade control
Oft, when he trims his cheerfal hearth, and sees / Of Love or Pity, Joy or Grief
A smiling circle emulous to please ;

The sage's and the poet's theme,
There may these gentle guests delight to dwell, In every cline, in every age;
And bless the scene they lov'd in life so well! Thou charm'st in Fancy's idle dream,
O thou! with whom my heart was wont to In Reason's philosophic page.
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care; That' very law* which mouias a icas,
From Reason's dawn each pleasure and each and bids it trickle from its source,
With whom, alas ! I fondly hop'd to know That law preserves the earth a sph-re,
The humble walk of happiness below; ' And guides the plancts in their course.

• The law of Gravitation.

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§ 148. § 148. A Sketch of the Alps at Day-lriak. Who shall make the current stray Froin the Same.

Smooth along the channeld way? The sun bcams streak the azure skies,

Who shall, as it runs, reline? And line with light the mountain's brow :

Who? but CLASSIC DISCIPLINE. With hounds and borns the hunters rise,

| She, whatever fond desire,
And chase the roc-buck thro' the snow. Slubborn deed or guileful speich,

Inexperience night inspire,
From rock to rock, with giant bound,
High on their iron poles they pass ;

Or abeurd indulgence tcach,

Timely cautious shali restrain, Mute, lost the air, convuls'd by sound,

Bidding childhood heart the rein Rend from abore a frozen mass *.

She with sport shall labor inix, The oats wind slow their wonted way,

She excursive faney fix. Upcraggy steeps and ridges rude;

Prime support of learned lore, Mark'd by the wild wolf for lris prey,

Perseverance joins her train, From desert cave or hanging wood.

Pages oft turn do'er and o'er And while the torrent thunders loud,

Turning o'er and o'er again; And as the echoing cliff's reply,

Giving, in due form of school, The huis reep o'er the inorning cloud,

Speech iis measure, pow'r, and rule : Perehd, like an eagle's nest, on high.

Meanwbile memory's treasures grow

Great tho' gradual, sure, tho' slow. $ 149. Allish. From the Same. 1 Patient Care by just degrees MINE he a cot beside the hill;

Word and image leams to class ; A bee-hive's hum shall seoth my ear;

Those compounds, and sep'rates these, I willowy brook, that turns a mill,

| As in strict review they pass; lith many a fall shall linger near,

Joius, as various features strike,
The swallow, oft, beneath my thatchi,

Fit to fit and like to like,
Shall twitter from her clay-built nest;
Oft shall the pilgrim lift ihe latch,

Concord, Method, Elegance.
And share my meal, a welcome guest.

Time meanwhile, from day to day, Around my ivied porch shall spring

Fixes deeper Virtue's root; Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew;

Whence, in long succession gay,

Blossoms many a lively shoot : And Lucy at her wheel shall sing,

Meck OBEDIENCE, following still, In russet gown and apron blue.

Frank and glad, a Master's will; The village-church, ainong the trees,

Modest CANDOR, hearing prone Where first our marriage vous were gir'ı), Any judgement save its own : Wish merry peals shall swell the breeze,

EMULATION, whose keen eve Arxl point with taper spire to hear'n.

Forward still and forward strains,

Nothing erer deeming high 6150. An Odc on Classic Educationt. ANON. While a higher hope remains : Down the steep abrupt of hills

SILAME ingenuous, native, free, Furious foams the hearllong tide,

Source of conscious dignity : Throthie ineads the streamlet trills,

Zral impartial to pursue Swelling slow in gentle pride.

Right, and just, and good, and true. Ruin vast and dread dismay

These and ey'ry kindred grace Murk the clam'roug cataract's way.

More and more perfection gain; Glad increase and sweets benign.

While ATTENTION toils to trace Round the riv'let's margin shine.

Grare record or lofty strain; Youth! with stedfast eye perusc

Learning how, in Virtue's pride, Scenes io lesson the displavd;

Sages livdor beroes died ; Yes - in these the moral Muse

Marking how in virtue's camise Bids thee see thyself portray'd.

Geniis gave and won applause. Thou with heacistrong wasteful force

Thus with EARLY CULTURE biesi, May'st reflect the torrent's course;

Thus to carly rule inur’d, Or resemble streams, that flow

Infanci's expanding breast Blest and blessing as they go.

Glows with sense and pow'rs matur'u, Infant ens: 10 all olir kind

Whence, if future inerit raise Pure the young ideas brings,

Private love or public praise, Froin within the fountain mind

Thine is all the work - be thine Issuing at a thousand springs.

|The glory – CLASSIC DISCIPLINE. • There are passes in the Alps, where the guides tell you to move on with speed, and say nothing, Jest the agitation of the air should loosen the snows above. Gray, sect. v. let. 4. + Spoken in the year 1794, at the annual Visitation of Dr. Knox's school at Tunbridge. Audit currus habenas. VIRGIL.

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