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country, who possess any classicks Madame Dacier, who had favoured - besides those studied in the schools, us with the rare gist of a translaare necessitated to content them- tion and criticisms of a latin author selves with the small editions of from a lady ;) this tedious ramble Geneva and Amsterdam. Few are will close by sincerely wishing and able to purchase the larger ones ; hoping, that some able person will and those who might afford, could compile and publish, as an appennot, till lately, procure many of dix to the larger works of Bibliogthe poets and historians of Greece raphy, a list and comparative estiand Rome in the best impressions. mate of those impressions of the Of those which they.could have, Classicks, which are in most genvery little if any account is to be eral demand and use. found in the work before us, and some of them we think entitled to a place, if not a description. Large collections of books have Hesiod, Theognis, Phocyllis, The- ever been the favourite haunts of ocritus, Simmias, Bion, Moschus, the learned. They not only aid Musæus, and the Minor Poets,with researches, but they excite a zeal annotations, scholia, and a latin and inspire ambition to acquire metrical translation, by Jolin Cris- knowledge. Who has not felt pin, have intrinsick value for accu- the enthusiasm, which a valuable racy and neatness of type, and are and extensive library kindles ? curious from the history of the who will not acknowledge that editor :- This scholar and gentle some of the noblest plans and man was a lawyer of some distinc- purposes of literary utility and tion ; but having entangled him- elegance have originated in these self in a religious dispute with repositories of genius and erudisome doctors of the Sorbonne at tion. Paris, about 1598, he retired to If, as has been often argued, Geneva and there established a the grade of intellectual character press, from which were issued in a people may be in a good meamany of the Classicks and a Greek sure computed from their attenTestament, which possess a con- tion and liberality to such estabsiderable and merited estimation. lishments ; it must excite the -Bond's Horace,12mo. 1696, with most agreeable emotions to reflect marginal annotations, is recollected on the progress which we are makwith regard, for the facility it af-ing in this respect towards respectforded to juvenile studies. El- ability. To say nothing of the zevir's Plautus, 12mo. Amstelod. Atheneum in this metropolis, 1652. is a very neat and a correct which, if pursued with the zeal and specimen of printing ; as is Sal- ability with which it has been comlust, 12mo. Amst. 1643. apud Jari- menced and progressed thus far, sonium. Omitting particular no. will vie at no distant day with the tice of some good editions of Cice. most celebrated institutions of ro De Oratore,' and · De Officiis, Europe, it must be a source of of-Justin, of Ovid, and of Terence, pride and pleasure to notice the atwhich are not to be found in Dib- tention which is now paid to mudin, (though of this popular dra- nicipal and professional social limatist we must add, that polite- braries. In this town and vicinity ness, as well as justice, seemed to the gentlemen of the bar, and in Pequire an acknowledgment to medical practice, have for some
time been collecting libraries in a royalist, he went home at the
is an attractive festival to all In the Review of Holmes's An- descriptions of our people. The nals, in the Anthology for February, wealthy welcome it as one of the an anonymous history of South- occasions on which they may noCarolina and Georgia is attributed bly exercise hospitality, or partito Mr. Hewit. This gentleman's cipate, in turn, of the elegances name has also been mistaken by of a college entertainment. The Drayton in his View of South-Car- man of business is pleased with olina, by Dr. Morse, and others. the opportunity of a holiday to The true orthography is Hewatt, take a pleasant excursion into the Rev. Alexander, now D.D. one of pleasant villages which surround the ministers of Edinburgh. our metropolis. Persons of vari.
He was a clergyman of the ous classes and ages unite in its Scotch Presbyterian Church in celebration, and with one heart Charleston, S.Carolina ; but being and voice pronounce it a favourite
season, and to this vicinity the car. Religiously transmit the same nival of the year.
But to Har. And they again to theirs.” vard's sons this day has a peculiar This customary service past, and value. It interests all their social,
one tributary glass gone round to it delights all their literary attach- "the memory of revered instructors ments. Reason and feeling com
and beloved associates,' one soothbine to endear the venerable domes ing çigar consumed, and a pensive and groves of Cambridge to all glance taken all around, under the who have tenanted those walls and impression that it may be the last strolled in those woods. The time these joys are to be tasted, meeting of classmates and cotem
each retires, and returns home, poraries revives the loved impres- dragging at each remove a lengthsions of former years. The cares ening chain.' and perplexities, disappointments and regrets of vulgar life, are at these precious moments forgotten;
One loves occasionally to look and with hearts void of care and
over the efforts of modern genius vexations, as in old times, they to imitate ancient song. From the crowd to the chapel of prayer and literary repast on the mature fruits the hall of refreshment. Here of Virgil and Horace, Juvenal and many solemn recollections crowd Ovid, we recur for a little time to on the memory of numbers whose Grotius and Milton, Gray and Adfaces once gladdened these rooms, dison, as at our social compotanow not to be seen there ; some
tions we sometimes diversify the detained by indispensible avoca- rich wines of the Western Isles tions, some remote in foreign with preparations and admixtures climes,some registered in the cata- from our own orchards and garlogue of death. By the literary dens. Courteous friend, will you exhibitions they are reminded of sip with us one glass (no pun is their own efforts at eloquence and meant, be assured) of Addison. argument i
and probably acknowledge that few if any after BAROMETRI DESCRIPT'I0. attempts have seemed to them- “Quin age, sume tubum fragilem cui
densior aër, selves so successful, or given so
Exclusus ; fundo vitri subsidat in imo much satisfaction. The antique Argenti stagnum ; ut, pluvia impenchair, from which is pronounced dente, metallum the classick meed; the academick Mobile descendat, vel contra, ubi pos. fraternity in their appropriate
tulat aestus, garbs; the crowd of spectators,
Prodeat hinc liquor emergens, ut rursus
inane all with smiling countenances and Occupet ascensu, tubulumque excurrat gay attire, agreeably engage the in omnem." thoughts and amuse the fancy. The temperate gratifications of the festive board succeed ; and com- The palace or castle of Blenmons are remembered with many heim, one of the most magnificent pleasing & mortifying associations.' piles of architecture in Great BriThey unite in the solemn song, tain, and perhaps in the whole • Which our Forefathers' pious care
world, stands in the finest part of To us has handed down,
one of the finest counties in Eng. And Generations yet to come
land, within half a mile of theboShall, to their unborn Heirs,
rough of New Woodstock; dis
tant about eight miles from the Danube, from which this noble paUniversity of Oxford, and sixty- lace receives its name. three from London.
Blenheim is the triumph of picrounding country is fertile and ir- turesque gardening....it is the noriguous, adorned with woods, and bler triumph of national generosity. abounding with seats of the nobili- Imagine a magnificent park of ty and gentry ; the air is pure, twelve miles square, where all the mild, and salubrious ; and all the sublimity of thousands of aged necessaries and many of the ele- oaks and elms, the beauty of a gancies of life are plentiful and spreading lake, the swell of hills choice.
and lawns, the continual softness Blenheim was built at the pub- of a velvet turf, the sportiveness lick expense in the reign of queen of deer, kids, horses, and the masAnne, by whom, with the concur- sive grandeur of Vanbrugh's archirence of parliament, which voted tecture, are all brought together in half a million for its completion, one coup d'æil, and you will get a it was conferred, together with the faint idea of some of the views annexed demesnes, on the most with which this spot abounds. illustrious John Duke of Marlbo- Versailles with all its grand formal. rough, as a testimony of royal fa- ity would be really uninteresting, vour and national gratitude for his if it could be put by the side of transcendent services, and the ma- Blenheim. Such is the difference ny signal victories he bad gained between nature assisted by art, and over the French and Bavarians, nature destroyed or concealed by particularly that near the village art, though a thousand times more of Blenheim, on the banks of the laborious, and expensive.
Liverpool, 18th June, 1807. MY DEAR FRIEND, The following loose version of the twenty-fourth ode of the first book of Horace,
beginning Quis desiderio sit pudor, aut modus,' is the fruit of one of those many hours in which the remembrance of our dear Walter fills my mind. It has no merit as a translation ; but the application of it to a friend so dear as he was to us, however faintly it may express our grief, can never appear to you unnatural. I have omitted in the last verse some of Horace's mythological sens timentality, and added a sentiment which, I suspect, rarely troubled the Epicurean friend of Virgil.
DE MORTE QUINTILII VARI.
Quis desiderio sit pudor, aut modus
Ergo Quintilium perpetuus sopor
Multis ille bonis flebilis, occidit ;
Quod si Threïcio blandiùs Orpheo
Non lenis precibus fata recludere
Quicqnid corrigere est nefas.
TO W. S. S. ON THE DEATH OF OUR FRIEND A.M. WALTER
Pour, muse, thy melancholy voice,
THE MOLE HILL. For every atom of this mound
Was once alive, like me. Tell me, thou Dust beneath my feet,
Like me, those elder-born of clay Thou Dust, that once hadst breath;
A while enjoy'd the light; Tell me, how many mortals meet
They labour'd through their little day, In this small hill of death.
And went to rest at night. The Mole, that digs with curious toil
My night is coming on apace, Her subterranean bed,
And soon, as seasons roll, Thinks not she ploughs a human soil,
My dust, like theirs, shall mark the place And delves among the dead.
That hides the mining Mole. Yet ah! where'er she turns the ground, Far in the regions of the morn, Their ashes still I see,
The rising sun surveys