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to the bull, back from the bull to the celt, and fo to the bull-celt, "pricking "his bull-calf," as Shakspeare fays, till he roar."

It must be acknowledged, however, that the two very elegant plates which are here given as fpecimens of the writer's talent in the line of engraving, may contribute to the fale of this number of the Bibliotheca Topographica Bri

tannica.

Mr. D. affects to imitate Dr. Stukeley in fentiments and ftyle. But Dr. S. was an antiquary of infinitely greater reading, and would not have written fuch English as "the arms of a shield "and battle-ax," or "facred to funeral "rites or religious inftitutes," p. 28; nor have quoted Greek authors in Latin, nor have faid that Mars was the fame as the Sabaoth of the Jews and the God of the Perfians. Mars is the lord of bofts, not the bofts themselves; and who is the God of the Perfians, by way of eminence?

For "tutoria," p. 28, read "cinc ❝toria."

Our author, p. 17, fays, he has not the least authority for fuppofing that

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celts were used before the invention of iron, or in any remote period of history. The invention of iron, or of any metal, can be only local. Some nations want the metal, or the art of ufing it, longer than others, and fome perhaps will want them both for ever., Pliny, XXXIII. 1, fays, that fo late as the 660th year of Rome, gold rings were not worn by the generality of the fena tors; and that this was owing to the fcarcity of gold at Rome is plain from his remark, that at the taking of that city by the Gauls, A. U. 364, there was only 2000lb. weight found in it, and 307 years after (A. U. 671) the younger Marius carried off from the ruins of the capitol, and the other tem ples, 13000lb. which was brought back by Sylla in triumph. So that gold could not be in general ufe in those days; nor iron univerfally known to all warlike nations. Still léfs reafon is there for fuppofing that Celts were caft by the Romans themselves (who did not want iron) to arm the barbarians. When and where was the first discovery and application of fufing or cafting iron?

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CATALOGUE OF NEW PUBLICATIONS.
POETRY.
Alves's Poems, Svo, 45.
Second Thoughts on the prefent Ministry, s
Debress
Dr. Carr's Lucian, Vol. III. 8vo, 5s Longman

ASTROLOGY, HISTORY, & GEOGRAPHY.
USCHING's Introduction to the Study
of Geography, nflated, 25 Bew
Heydon's New Aftrology, 25 Kearfley
LAW.
Speeches of the Judges in the Cafe of Sutton
against Johnstone, is 64
Cadell
Letter to the Earl of Mansfield on the Jurif-
diction of the Colleges, Is Rivington
Pickering's Statutes at Large, Vol. XXXV.
Part I. 75 6d boards
Batburft
Trial relating to Arkwright's Patent Ma-
chines, 105 6d

PHYSIC and SURGERY.
Account of the Virtues of Hunter's Reftora
give Balfam, 6d
Marbervs
Adair's Medical Cautions on Fathionable
Difeafes, 35
Dilly
Crawford's Claffes of the Human Muscles, 25
DIVINITY.

IS

Priestley's Sermon on Free Inquiry in Reli-
gious Matters, 8vo, Is 6d Jabafon
Horfey's Difcourfe on Infant Baptifm, 6d
Rivington
Beltham's Ordination Sermon, July 28, 1785,
Buckland
Robinson's Sixteen Difcourfes, 6s boards,
Dilly
Stranger's Sermon on Accefs to God, 6d
Matheus
A Sermon on the Third Commandment, 6d'
Jamefon

Grant's Sermons, 25 6d

DRAMA.

The Romp, a Mufical Entertainment, is
Lowndes
The Etymologist, a Comedy, is Farvis
MISCELLANIES.

Richardfon's System of Iconology, 41 45
boards
Nicoll

Philofoph. Diet. 4 Vols, 12s fewed Rabinfon
Parody on a Letter to Bofwell, Is Murray
Morell's Epistles of Seneca, 2 Vols, 4to,
il tos boards
Rebinfon
Jeffe on Parochial Duties, 25 6d Dista
Wileman's Narciffus, or Young Man's Mir

Bew
ror, 3s
Barrington's Reflections, addreffed to Sir
John Hawkins, is 6d
Booker
A New Rufhan Book of Rates, in English,
Dutch and English, 10s 6d
Mavor's Universal Stenography, 5s Harrison
Letters to a Young Planter, &c. Is 6d Strachan
Vityra Animadverfiones Philologica, 4to,
Robinfon
Sandy's Tables for meafuring Deals, &c. 40,
6s boards
Lowndes

Ramfay's Reply to the Perfonal Abuse of
Phillips

African Slaves

ARTS and SCIENCES.
Dilly Ludlam'sRadim. of Mathematics, 35 Rivington

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WE fhall purfue the plan of this Index occafionally, to discharge in the bet

manner we are able our arrears to many valuable correfpondents. For the great number of favours yet unacknowledged, we requeft the indulgence of farther time. Not one fhall be ultimately neglected.-The author of the TRIFLER will accept our beft thanks for his voluntary affiftance. He will add to the kindness by fending to us a few days earlier in the month.-Mr. Croft, of York, F. A. S. recommends the re-printing Caxton's Book on the Game of Chefs, and fome other Works, by Subfcription. Few undertaking of that kind fucceed. -Mr. Pegge's "Form of Cury" was printed, at the Expence of Mr. Brander, for the Ufe of his Friends only, not for Sale.-GRUFF's letter "on Cards" never came to hand. The Elegiaft on Mr. Henderson will excufe our omitting his Verfes, though we approve highly of his Sentiments.-Our good Friend W. & D. fuggefts the following Hint: "In Mr. Warton's Hiftory of English "Poetry, Vol. II. p. 2, it is obferved of Gower's Vox Clamantis, or, The Voice of "One crying in the Wilderness, that this Work is chiefly hiftorical, and a little "more than a Metrical Chronicle of the Infurrection of the Commons in the "Reign of Richard the Second; and he mentions there being a fine Manufcript "of it in the British Museum. Qu. May there not be in this Poem fome Cir. "cumftances relating to the Conduct of Sir William Walworth, and its Confe"quences, that have escaped the Notice of our Hiftorians? Gower was a contemporary Writer, and patronifed by the King."-M. C. S. is aware that he is profufely copious in his Quotations from the Cavalier Marino's Slaughter of the Innocents; and the Reafon he affigns is, that it bears a clofe Refemblance to many Parts of Milton. In the general Conduct of the Two Poems a ftrong Refemblance may be traced; but we have looked in vain for any ftriking Paffage in Marino that Milton has made his own. The Manner in which our Correfpondent has abftracted this Poem has great Merit, but it is much too copious for our Magazine, but M. C. S. may be affured, that his Communications are highly acceptable. His Ode to all Poetic Inamoratos fhall be inferted the firft Opportunity; and it is with Regret the Abstract of Marino cannot be admitted.-Antiviator, in his Obfervations on a Letter from Lewisham, in our Magazine for October last, is, in our Opinion, much too perfonal. If Viator's Colouring was too high in drawing the Outline of his Friend's Portrait, Antiviator's is much too dark in filling up the Back-ground. We wish to reconcile Enmities, not to inflame. Antiviator's concluding Couplet, 'If true, a woeful Likeneis; but, if Lies,

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'Praise undeferv'd is Satire in Difguife,' may be contrafted by, "Curs'd be the Lines, how fmooth foe'er they flow, "That tend to make one worthy Man a Foe." It is to be lamented that Religious Prejudices fhould ever take Place among Chriftians, whofe daily Prayer is, to forgive as we hope Forgivenefs.-Democritus, in Aid of the Poor, fuggefts fome new Imposts instead of those which bear fo hard on the Plough and the Loom: 1. Stock to be transferred on Stamped Paper, fo. every Hundred Pounds One Shilling: Bulls and Bears to be fubject to this Tax; 2. A heavy Tax on Bills of Divorcement; 3. A heavy Tax on Hounds and Hunters, thofe great Deftroyers and Enemies to the Poor. Thefe Taxes, our Correfpondent thinks, would fupply the Places of Houte Tax and Shop Tax, Commutation Tax, and Window Lights, which are now fo heavy and burthenfome that Tenants are ready to fink under them. And, 4. An additional Tax on Gold and Silver Lace, to operate, in fome Meafure, as a Sumptuary Law, which cannot be eftablished in this free Country, but never more wanted than now, when the Peasant treads fa near the Courtier's Heel that he galls bis Kibe.To correct a Miftake in our Vol. LV. p. 155, we will infert (for its novelty) Murrough M'O'Brogueon's P. S. before his Letter: "Ogh hogh, my Dear, is your own Self fure, that Mifs "Forster was own Sifter to the Countess of Inchiquin her Self: for, by my Soul, 66 my Self was told by a dead living Thing, and by my Faith it was a Book, that "the late Lady Inchiquin was a Daughter of the Earl of Orkney, and the Sorrow "take me if his Name was Forfter. And moreover nor all this, the prefent Lady "Inchiquin, my Dear, was not a Forfter at all at all; for why, because he was "the Child of the late Lord Inchiquin, the now Earl's Uncle, by the Lord Oak"ney's Daughter: and fure every body knows Lord Inchiquin's Name was O'Bryen; and unlets that was Irish for Forfter, my Self is all bedder'd about "it, like a Pig at the Mafs. For, Honey Dear, it Mits Fortter had been Daughter to an Earl, by my Soul the would not have been Miis Forfier, but a Lady."

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Thro' the fame medium fhalt not thou arife To new perfection and to ftronger powers? And canft thou think, fave thee, all nature dies,

Born but to Autter thro' life's Reeting hours?

Embrace the felfish, the presumptuous thought,

If it can gratify thy narrow heart!
But noblerminds, with jufter feelings fraught,
Their bleffings to all nature would impart.
Ungenerous wretch! be prodigal of fcorn'
Perfue with gibes a thought thrice dear
to me !

E'en that my grateful animal was born
Heir like thyfelf of immortality.

Yes, I will tell thee, that the merits rare,
Which dawn'd fo fweetly o'er her actiefs

mind,

Shall furely blaze in day diftinct and fair, When chang'd her nature, and her foul refin'd.

What, tho' to us it is not giv'n to scan

The myftic rounds of everlasting Fate; Tho' 'tis fufficient for fhort-fighted man,

Thankful to learn his own immortal ftate; Yet, far from impious, or from blind the thought,

That what's to plainly fpirit cannot die, Tho' weak our fight t'explore the wonders wrought,

To raife a reptile to perfection high.

A miracle, if man would ope his eyes,

Its power, its nature, and its ftate on

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Not greater that, that it again should rife
To nobler functions by a nobler birth.

Ceafe then, my vain regrets, my flowing
tears!

Tho' not from fenfelefs fhame I bid ye cease;

And, till we meet again in happier spheres, Peace to thy fhade, my gentle Sappho, peace!

OCTOBER,

A PASTORAL.

Thofe virgin leaves of purest vivid green,
Which charm'd ere yet they trembled on the
trees,"

New cheer the fober landscape in decay.
THOMSON.

O vifage deep-wrinkled with care,

His temples a chaplet furround, With oak-leaves and acorns his hair, And ftarwort with saffron, is bound. The dam'sen her purple bestows,

A fafh o'er his fhoulder to throw ; In negligence eafy it flows,

Immingled with fpots of the floe. His right hand a fcorpion fufpends,

High-lifted it writhes in the air; From his left a rush-basket impends,

Replete with the walnut and pear. His franchise it is to convoke

Thick fogs of blue mift on the hill,
Afcending like columns of smoke,
Exhal'd from the vale-loving rill.

He comes-fhall my Mufe wake the reed?
Ah, where are the notes of the bough,
When whilom the beech on the mead
Attefled the villager's vow!
When Philomel's paftoral lay

Pour'd forth her melodious pain;
The kids with the lambkins in play,
Skipp'd frolick fome over the plain.

It is not for her in the grove

To fing of paft pleasures ferene,
When zephyrs invited to love,

And Delia was extacy's queen.
When near the smooth lapfe of the brook,
I fought, thro' the whifpering vale,
The roles which, painting her crook,
Compar'd to her blushes, were pale.
No more to the brook muft I stray,

From the whispering valley exil'd,
No longer thofe zephyrs fhall play
Round Delia that linger'd and fmil'd.
Farewell to the white-flaunting hop,

The garden fo fweet to the fight;
The woodbine faint-blooming I'll crop,
Convey to my fair with delight.
I'll gather autumnal perfume;

The fuckle rejects not her fweet;
Convolvulus offers, her bloom

To decorate Delia's retreat.
The pheasant I'd bear to my maid,
But thrink from the prefent with fear,

Left, into fresh forrow betray'd,

Her eyes are fuffus'd with a tear. To earth's foft'ring bofom the swain,

Tenacious of nature's command, Commits with attention the grain,

Not ungrateful to Industry's hand.
The martin our eaves has forfook,
The woodcock revisits the glen,
The mallard repairs to the brook,
The wild-goofe abandons the fen.
Shall rapine with murder be join'd?
O fpare from perdition the hive!
Some practice by far lefs unkind

To plunder its treasures contrive.-
Now hear the gay pack o'er the field,
In purfuit of the fugitive hare :
No longer in fafety conceal'd,

She trufts to the brake or the tare.
But who is this envoy of woes,
That wakes with Aurora's first ray,
His fong of complaint to difclofe
From the vine or the jeffamine fpray?
He fings defolations to come;

Stern Winter predicts from aloof;
My fhed, focial bird, be thy home,
Securely perch under my roof.

Doft grieve that the fummer is paft?
The trees their green ornaments shed ?
That omens of Winter in hafte

Impending prefs over thy head?.
Prolong, tuneful red-breaft, thy ftrains;
Contagions fhall ufher thy moan;
My fympathies share in thy pains,
Thy forrows, poor bird, be my own!
Pomona, in fraw-colour'd veft,
With berry ftrung black folitaire,
The goffamer's gauze on her breast,
And marigold beams in her hair.
October, 'tis faid in the clofe,

Paid court to her prefence and shape; Vertumnus in jealousy rofe,

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And thought 'twas the God of the Grape. But he was derang'd in the vale,

Whilft Satyrs his orgies futtain;
My path from his feafts I'll curtail,
Reject his incontinent train.
Yet, Bacchus, to honour thy fway,

The fig and the vine let me bring,
Should the Mufe for the prefent delay
The games of the vintage to fing.
Now mid-day is filent around,

The gloom of ag'd cyprefs I'll feek, The turf that with ofiers freth bound My recent dejection thall speak. Leander, my much-valued friend,

The Mufe's memorial effays, From friendship in fadness to fend What elegy weaves into lays. The Virtues reforted to fee

Thy folitude's facred retreat, Made innocence grandeur to thee, Whose foul was ferenity's fear.

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No wealth nor parade could annoy;

The mines of content were thy own; And competence kindled that joy Which feldom attends on a throne.

Obfcurity mark'd his eftate,

Yet unimpair'd health was his lot;
He fcorn'd the leaft wish to be great,
Whofe pomp was the peace of a cot.
How warmly fincere was his ftrain,
With fimple morality fraught,
Devoutly religious, though plain,
He spoke to the God of his Thought.
Ambition unknown to his breast,

Uuknown ev'ry clamour and ftrife,
Thofe poifons corrofive of rest,

Thofe Furies that harrow up life.
Yer penfive and thoughtful he grew,
The mate of his youth was no more;
The friend of his age ever true

His feelings intenfely deplore.

I faw him one day near the oak
That meafures a thade of extent;
In filence his mifery spoke,

Deep forrow to folitude lent.
His brow was as dark as the fhade

October had fpread o'er the dell,
Nor long did he grieve in the glade,
But languiding droop'd till he fell.
Malling, Dec. 11,

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Nor Grief nor Anger's voide affright
The calm tranquillity of night.

And yet to climb the hilly heath,
Or fearch the hollow'd cave beneath,
Or count the white-waves as they flow,
Affords no cure for mental woe.

All human aid is weak: To bind
By philofophic rules the mind,
And curb each with, is weak and vain,
As idly boasts the Stoic train.

The ftorms that shake the troubled foul,
'Tis thine, Almighty, to control;
And, as thy wife decrees difpofe,
The tide of paffion ebbs or flows.

PERAGRATIO HYEMALIS.
IMITATED from "THE WINTER'S
WALK" of DR. JOHNSON.

ASPICE, cara, mihi, paffim quocunque

Quam fterili afpectu fqualida rura jacent !
Nudati en colles, nemora fpoliataque cnitu,
Cœlum caligans, canaque terra gelu..
Nec tantum per campa, heu! veteri privata
decore,

Atrox imperium, tetrica, fumis hyems;
Latius at regnum pofcit tua fæeva poteftas,
Atque mihi jamnunc intima corda tenet.
Heu fpem lætificam, lenefque cupidinis
æftus,

Ex animo languor mæftaque cura fugant; Vix queat ipfe amor attonitus fervare calores, Letitia effugit, mæror acerbus adeft.

Spe temerè fumptâ, fruftràque timore mo-
lefto,

En, homo! te facilem fata maligna tra-
hunt;
Mobilis utque annus mutaris; fortis aprica
Ut lucet facies, vel tenebrofa nigret.
Gaudeo et incerto, vano pariterque dolore,
Corporis ac mentis pondere luftifico,
Me feffum tandem brachiis, ah! cara, fovet
Et vitæ à duris protege, Stella, malis.
Oxford, Jan. 1, 1786. W. V. M.

ODE то PYRRHA.
FROM HORACE, BOOK I. ODE 5.
EDUCTIVE Pyrrha! what enamour'd

SEDUC boy,

In whofe bright locks the liquid odour
flows,

Woos thee? and triumphs in a fhort-liv'd joy
Within the grott, adorn'd with many a role?
For whom, in simple grace, doft thou prepare
The band that lightly ties thy golden hair?
Alas, how foon fhall this devoted youth

Love's tyrant fway and thy chang'd eyes
deplore !

Indignant curfe thy violated truth,
And count each broken promife o'er and

o'er !

Who

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