Omar and Fatima, or, the apothecary of Tullock John, life of, 93 Ispahan, 5, 59, 136, 177, 291 Paswan Oglou, life of, 41 Peace, on, 290 ex- Pemberton, Mr. Thomas, life of, 40 Philadelphia Museum, late donations Piedmontese sharper, the, 307 Poet, the, his rank in the scale of be- Poetry and genius, essay on, 243 Pope Sixtus V and the shoemaker, an Population of the principal towns in Preble, commodore, life of, 92 Potatoe plant, introduction of, 320 Rank of nations, 209 Raven, natural history of, 250 Remarks on the love of reading in Rus- Rhode Island bridge, description of, 123 Russian commerce in books, 286 Salutations, directions respecting, 246 Showers of blood accounted for, 147 Statistical view of Great Britain, 208 Suicide, historical remarks on, 17 Swalwell, the iron works of, 283 The two Savinias, or the twins, 198 Tracey, Uriah, some account of, 40 Vesuvius, excursion to, 301 Villa Viciosa, origin of the name, 252 Waller, character of as a man and a Washington, anecdotes of, 21 200 Winter, thoughts on the approach of, POETRY. Eolian harp, beautiful description of, 242 Dying daughter to her mother, the, 159 Epitaph on a monument in St. Saviour's Extempore verses, on the author's being Friendship, 157 158 Lines addressed to a fountain, 104 ed Pope to have been correct in assert. Old bachelor's petition, the, 214 Prayer to the virgin, by queen Mary,129 Sonnet to Patience, 291 The widow, 330 Taylor, the water poet's mock-com- his petition to king James, 172 Young widow's petition, the, 273. BEWARE of the delusions of the heart, said the discreet, but still beautiful step-mother of the lovely and enthusiastic Leonora B. In all things there is a medium to be observed; but more especially in the passion generally termed love, the reality of which is ever amiable. But there exists a false species, mostly of luxuriant growth, which should always be guarded against as the sex's greatest enemy. It is acknowledged by all, that coquetry and affectation render us ridiculous, but love, without reason for its basis, is capable of causing an infinity of anguish to the susceptible heart; it then becomes a fatal destroyer of the mind, a degrader of the nobler faculties; it weakens the love of virtue, and by degrees lays all things but itself into a lethargic slumber. The moth, when hovering round the alluring flame, is too striking a resemblance of those incautious females, who, in the simplicity of their hearts, trifle on the precipice of destruction which too often awaits them. Or, if so fortunate as not to be precipitated into guilt, they have the extreme infelicity of seeing every VOL. VIII. NO. XLVI. former prospect of happiness fade from before their eyes, as the sun removes his golden rays from the sombre shade of night. When once a deep impression is made on the heart, it too generally remains a slave to its object for ever, even though no suitable return should be made; some, it is true, require a correspondent affection to keep their own alive; but others, those whose attachments are of a more generous or persevering nature, continue enslaved, though no enlivening ray of hope should dawn on them; apparently resembling the gillyflower of winter, which hesitates not to bloom through that inclement season, unmindful as it were of the cruel buffetings of the north. But how disconsolate, my dear Leonora, must be the situation of such a heart, and how evidently does it show the indispensible necessity of keeping a wary eye on so unruly a part, which, if once allowed to get predominancy, generally dismisses its most faithful advisers from office. Nothing tends so much, except real religion, to the guidance of the heart, and consequently to the troe 1 few minutes ago supposed, but of wormwood deeply tinctured with gall. Such often admire Virtue, pronounce her all beautiful as the morning, yet want steadiness to follow her footsteps; hold Vice, whatever the garb she may chuse to assume, as detestable, yet suffer their unwary hearts to be caught in her elevation of the sex, as an enlightened education. You have had no pains spared in yours; every mean has been pursued, not merely to make you a fashionable, which at best means but little, but rather an accomplished and useful, female cha'racter. While yet a child, your little hands were taught to do menial offices for the children of penury and wretchedness; you were taught Shall I, Leonora, give you the to prepare clothing and food for the lost, and once beautiful Laura as an tattered and weary; lessons on hu- example. Once was she the daughmanity and humility, those delight-ter of sensibility, but now her heart ful sister virtues, were constantly given you, and daily practised in your view. You had an early ear for music: that, and the more elegant kind of needle-work, will not only prove preventives against idleness, that destroyer of the mind, but will keep you from looking for amusement in a crowd, where it is seldom found by the good and rational; while drawing and painting enlarge the mind and improve the heart, for in tracing and admiring the beauties of nature, you will learn to love, as the poet expresses it, nature's God. These are pleasures, my beloved Leonora, that demand no usury; may the pursuits of your heart be ever as innocent. Women who have the happiness of possessing cultivated minds, are seldom of the number of those who go astray; the light disseminated round them unfolds the separat ing walls of the different virtues, and blends them sweetly all in one; no longer a delicate organization, resembling sensibility or lively passions are to be considered as evils, united now as promoters of the general good. Love, with this class, assumes the most elegant form, not farther from libertinism, than from that chimerical idea of the brain, formed, as it were, only for the heart's torment, often ignorant of its own wishes, and possessing nothing but folly for its basis. Enthusiasm is seldom attached to well-regulated minds; its poor deluded visionaries generally find love composed, not of every thing delightful, as you a snare. is dead to feeling, the cold earth has become her pillow, her form rests in the grave. In childhood, Laura was the delight of her idolizing parents, who promised themselves great felicity from the many amiable traits they saw dawning in her infant mind. Even then had the big tear of sensibility coursed down her cheek, and the sigh of sympa thy swelled her susceptible heart. At an age when the character is supposed to be formed, she supported a part in a sable drama that required Herculean powers to sustain, and support it she did in such a manner as to receive the loudest and united plaudits of the surrounding audience. Never as yet had she caused a sigh in the bosom of a friend, from disobedience, or follies natural to youth; but, alas, in an ill timed hour her evil genius had the ascendancy, she became an object for the finger of scorn to point to; indecency was affixed to her character, nor could she lean on innocence as a support against the world's contumely. Where Self-approbation had been wont to display its standard with all the boldness of conscious innocence, Self-accusation appeared as with the bold front of an enemy which would not be repulsed, and in its train introduced Despair, whose sooty habiliments despoiled the tenement, unmantled Hope, and turned her out a fugitive to return no more: all of which was the effect of a mind, from nature and education highly enthusiastic. Her heart, her affectionate heart, had drawn to its centre the |