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diant: he whispered in Voltaire's ear, said, “Oh! it is nothing, Sir, but your titt leveral unballadors from crowned lethargy!" This unlucky observation was hearts were waiting in the anti-chamber, very near proving tatal in reality: the pluie to deviver compliments to him frun the lofopber of Ferney threw back his bead, kings that matiers.

muttered some words indistincily, and This invorination e Tectually rouled the itretched out his legs, which appeared bck mai, ako, railing himself in his to tinten as if he had actually given up ciar, cried out in an extacy of joy, the ghoit. However, after a contider• Siei thrin MIct them come in, I able time had elapled, his friends were sus."

relived froin their anxiety, and M. de So farlden a recovery quite difconcert- Voltaire gradually recovered the use of ed the informant, who very impruviently all bis faculties.

Extracts from the Port-folio of a Man of Letters.

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Dr. IIenry, in thic part of his History a modest man make his way in a not only treatises composed for the inCourt. A Mr. Floyd, who was then instruction of fariners and their servants, waiting, replied bluntly, “ Pray, Sir, down to the swincherd, were written in whose that's that?" The hing stood Latin, but even the accompts of the excorrected, and was silent.

pences and profits of farnis and dairies

were hept in that language."— Though the Thomas Bettertun, the Roscius of his Latin, it must be cante-sed, is not of the tre, who was in dramatic excellence most classical description, Bishop Kecwhat Purcell was in music, tirst appeared pet, in the Parochial Antiquities (p. 51??), upon the stage in the reign of Charles the bas exhibited an original account deliSecond. “ His portrait (sars Granger) vered to the Prior and Convent of Burces buiones to the reign of William ihe ter of all the gain and profit of one of Thud."

their dairies in the seventh year of Hede He died April 8th, 1710, and was bu- ry the fourth, 1406, wherein we bare ried in the cister of Westminster Ab “ Pro uno Sodrod empto, uid. Et pro bey. He is suud in bave been bred a un Curt-suite, uno colero cum uno pari boiskseller; aut, serving the Playhouses tractum emptis, xird. It pro aliero with books, was led to conne upon the colero cum albo corio cm; io, ind. It stuje. See his character in the Tiler.

pro factura de Diungere per Waltcrum I ILIY, THE GRAMMARDAN. Carpenter de Lanceton, iid. Et pro l'enclub, in the Complete Gentle- duobus capistris canabi cum lippecord man iedit. 1022, p. 92.), savsoisir !!... empt, mid.' !! pro nyo Dongecart empma, Voore, * In his younger veeres there to de Sprene Adam cum pertinentiis was crer a friendly and vertuous cmuda- suis, xivd." tion for the palme of invention and pocsic betweene William Lillie, the author The singular extent to which the sen. of our Grammar, and hiin, as appeareth tence of the church in this respect was by their severall translations of many sopintimes carried, is curiously cxeuGreek epigrammes, and their invention plitied in Blumerica's History of Nortried upon one subject; notwithstand- tok (vol. I. p. 252, n.': ing, thev toxud and had together as deer “Tugb de Albanv. Farl of Arundel and est tricnls. Lillie also was, beside, an Sussex, at the coronation of Eleanor, excellent Latine poet, a singular Gre- daughter ofllugl Fur of Provence, then cinn; wh), atier he travelled all Grcere married to king lleury the Thiri, de over, and many parts of Europe beide, puted the Earl of Varren to serve tiis and lived some four or five years in the orice of the botcry, he being incapaciIsle of Rhodes, returned home, and by tated to serve that office hinselt, as beJohn Collet, Deane of Paule's, was elect- ing then excipinmunicated by the Arched Master of Paule's Schoole, wbich he bishop of Canterbury, because, when the haid bouly founded."

archbishop was hunting in the said PLDANTRY OF THE MIDDLE AGES. Ha-h's forest, in Sussex, he toxk fway d! is o curious circumstance (says his dogs, the Archbishop clajmin, it is






his right to hunt in any forest in Eng- Peacham, author of the Complete Genland whenever he pleases, which matter tleman, who was reduced to poverty in was not then determined."

his old age, and wrote penny pannphics.

JEWS IN ENGLAND. Anuals of the Lite of Meric Casaubon Throshy, in the History of Leicester, in are among the manuscripts given by him six pocket volumes, 1777, hors preserved to the library belonging to the Chapter of the following curious charter of immun de Canterbury.

Montefort, the first Earl of Leicester of

that family, relating to the Jews :Monsieur de la Lande, in the second “ Simon de Montcfort, filius Comitis volume, p. 325, of his loyage d'un Fran- Simonis de Montefort, Dominus Leices çois en Italie (published at Venice in triæ, omnibus Christi tidelibus præsenter eight voluines octavo, 1769), speaking of payinaran visuris vel andituris Salutrun in the Palazzo Ricardi at Florence, built by Domino. Noverit Universitas vesira me Cosmo the Great in 1430, writes thus: pro saluta animæ meæ et antecessorun

“Un voyageur moderne dit, qu'il est de et successorum meorum concessisse', et gtiquette à Florence, de dire aux étran præsenti carta mea confirmasse pro me eers en leur montrant le Palais Ricardi, et bæredibus meis in-perpetuum, Burven& le College des Jesuites, qui est vis-a- sibus meis Leicestriæ, ei eorum harevivis, Voila la Berceau des Lettres, & voici bus, Quod nullus Judæus neque Julka leur Tombeau : Je m'en suis informné de in tempore men, sive in tempore alicujus bien des personnes, & tout le monde hæreduin ineorum usque in finem munm'a assure n'avoir jamais oui dire a Flo- di, infra libertatem villæ Leicestria babie rence une pareille absurdité.''

tabit, neque manebit, nec residentiam

obtinebit. Volo etiam & præcipio que Taubman comparuit les livres sans hæredes mei post ne istam Libertal tin Index, à des Magazins sans Clefs, et integram et illæsain Burgensibus pranoa des Boetes d'Apoticaire sans In- minatis ubservent, et in perpetuuin ware scriptions. Ducasiana, vol. ii. p. 225, rantizent. In cujus rei Tesunnonium edit. 1738.

præsentém Cartam Sigillo mco munisi. JOHN TIPTOFT, FIRST EARL OF WORCES Ilis Testibus Dno Almarico de Vitun

Dino Waltero de Aquila. Dro Rogero He was the son of John, fourth Lord Blundo, Capellauo.' Willielmo Basset. Tiptoft, and was chosen Speaker of the Willielmo de Miravall et alüs." House of Commons, 7 Hen. IV. 1406; and afterwards, 10 Hen. IV. 1409. lie Voltaire says forks were in use in the was made Lord 'Treasurer of England, thirteenth and fourteenth centuries (llis, and created Earl of Worcester by Henry Générale, vol. ii. edit. 1757, p. 109). VI. 1449. While he was Speaker, he Speaking of the nanners add customs of signed and sealed the deed for entailing those ages, he says, “ Mussus, Ecrivaia the crown, 7 Henry IV. “ Nomine to Lombard du quatorzieme siècle, regarde tius Communitatis."

comme un grand luxe, les Fourchettes,

les Cuillères & les Tasses d'Argent." AUTHORS OF THE BIOGRAPHIA BRI

That the use of them was a novelty in

Queen Elizabeth's reign, is evident from A Depotes the person to be a Clergy- this passage in the first part of lynes

Morison's Itinerary, p. 208, wbo, speakAC. Philip Morant, of Colchester. ing of his bargain with the patron of the

E. Mr. Campbell, who lived near Ex- vessel which conveyed him froin Venice eter Change.

toward Constantinople, says, “We G. Mr. Oldys, of Gray's Inn. agreed with the master himself, who for

H. Mr. Brougham, who dwelt in Hol- seven gold crowns by the month, paid by bourn.

each of us, did courteously adost us to A R. Mr. Hinton, of Red-lion-square, his table, and gave us good diet, serung who was also the writer of Dr. Bentley's each man with his knife, and spoone, and Life.

bis forke (to hold the meat, wtule he cuts A T. Mr. Broughton, of the Temple. it, for they bold it ill magners that oze

should touch the meat with his hand), “ A Dialogue between The Crosse in and with a glass or cup to drink in pe Cheap nnd Charing Crosse, by Ryhen culiar to himself." Pameach," 4to.

E669. This Dialogue was made by Henry In the works of Wichifo and Chateet,









P. 61.


The ship



instead of egg we find ey, eye, air, and manar of wild fewyll be bought at the oy; and eyren, oyren, or eyrun, was the fiyrst hand, where they be gottyn, and a ancient plural. " A inerchaut at the cator to be upoynted for the same; for it North l'oreland, in kent, asked for eggs, is thought that the pulters of Hemmynge and the good wyte answered that she burghe and Clyf hathe great advantage could speake no Frenshe ; another saycie, of my lord yerely of sellynge of cunys and that lie wonld have eyren, then the good- wylde fcwyll." wyfe sayd that she understood him wel." Caxtou's Virgil, Lewis's Life of Caxton, In our old poetry and romances we free

quently read of ships superbly decorated.

This was taken from real life. Froissart, The guillotine, with the are falling in speaking of the French fleet in 1987, prea growe, occurs among the old prints en- pared for the invasion of England under graved by Albert Durer, in the represen- the reign of Richard the Second, says, tation of the death of the son of Titus that the ships were painted from top to Manlias, Vaterl 1553.

bottoin, glittering with gold. HOUSEHOLD EXPENCES IN THE TIME OF

of Lord Gay, of Tremoyll, was so sump

tuously garnished that the painting and Among the more interestring entries in colours cost 2000 l'rench trauks, more the Northumberland household book, than 222 pounds of English currency at 1512, we find the tollowing, of servant's that tiine (see Grafton's Chron. p. 364). wuses yearly:

At his second expedition into France, in Furst, every rokker in the nurcy, 20s. 1417, king llenry the Fifth was in a ship Every chaplavn graduate, 5 marc. whose sails were of purple silk, most Every chaplayn pot graduate', 40s.

richly embroidered with gold (Speed's Every Fawconer, if he be veoman, 10s. Chron. b. ix. p. 636, edit. 1611). Many and it he be grome, 20s.

other instances might be brought from anEvery huntte, 20s.

cient miniatures and illuminations. Every footinan, 40s. because of the EPITAPH ON THE POET COLLINS, IN CHImoch wervnge of his stulle with labour.”

In another part of the same work the He is represented in a bas-relief above, following prices are fixed for different in a reclining posture, just recovered articles, and more ordered not to be from a fit of phrenzy, and apparently given:

secking refuge from his inistortunes in the “ Capons, ?d.

consolations of the Gospel, while his Fygues, 3d. or 4d. a piece.

lyre, and one of the first of his poems, lie Geysee the same.

neglected on the ground. The bas-reChekyns, one ob. a pece.

lief is by Flaxinan: the epitaph by Mr. llennys, 2d.

Ilayley. Cunes, 21!.

Ye who the merits of the dead revere, Pluvers, ld. a pece, or id. ob. at

Who hold misfortune sacred, genius dear, moste.

Regard this tomb, where Collins' hapless Cranys, 16d. a pece.

Solicits kindness with a double claim. learon sewys, 12d.

Thu' Nature gave him, and thu' Science Mallardes, 20.

tought, Teylles, id.

The fire of taney, and the reach of thought,

Severely doon'u to Penury'sextrenie, Sea gulles,

He passid in madi'ning pain life's feverish Styntes, 6 a peny. Quaylles, ed. a pece at moste.

While rays of genius only serv'd to shew Snypes, 3 a peny.

The thick'ning horror, and eralt his woe. Pertryges, 2d. a pece, yife they be Ye walls that echo'd to his frantic moun, goode.

Guard the Jue records of this grateful stone! Redeshankes, 1d. ob. the pece.

Strangers to him, enaniour'd of his lays, Bytters, 12d 'a pece, so they be goode. For this the ashes of a bárd require,

This fond inemorial to bis talents raise; Fesauntes, 12d.

Who, touch'd che tenderest notes of Pity's Reys, 2d.

lyre; Kyrlewes, 12d.

Who joined pure faith to strong poctic pow'rs, Pacokes, 19d.

Who, in reviving reason's lucid bours, Wegions, 10. ob.

Sought on one Book his troubled mind to rest, Larkve, 12 for ad.

And righily deem'd the Book of God the " Trein. It is thought goode that all be to



Wondenckes,} 1d. or id. ob. 2-pece.


The three last lines allude to the anec- knife upon the altar of the Virgin Mary dote related in Dr. Johnson's Life of and St. Ethelburgh. (See Lysons' EuCollins.

virons of London, vol iii. p. 60).

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The ceremony of laying a knife or In the Matricularium Librariæ Monase sword upon the altar was the usual mode terii Petriburgensis, L. vii. (printed in of ratifying grauts before the invention of Gunton, p. 195), are “ Versus de lado seals; and it appears that it was not en Scaccarum.Robert Helcot, who lived tirely laid aside afterwards. King Ste anno 1319, wrote de ludo Scaccorum; pheu's last charter to the nuns of Bark- but by Pitts it may seem that his books ing, in Essex, was executed at the mos began in prose. “ The Matriculariun nastery by the ceremony of laying his (says Guntun), was a very antient one."






till eve;


But farewell, hope ; my once lov'd bools PITT, (SISTER TO THE LATE EARL

adieu, of CHATHAM,) ABOUT THE YEAR Avaunt philosophy and Murray too! 1750.

Dizby, dear Digby, weds this fatal night, HAPPY the virgin state, each maid how Pope, I deny, " whatever is, is right."

blest, *Tin cruel love invades her tender breast ! TRANSLATION OF A PETITE CHANSOX. I once was bless'd with all that heav'n conld


WHAT mean those eyes, those lovely And Pope and Shakespeare read from morn

glances !

That look which thus my soul entrances? For those I left th' embroider'd eldest son,

If they speak true, you love me dearly, Tho' many courted, I ne'er heeded one;

But, Chloe, do they speak sincerely
Like not Anynta, but in Tasso's strain, Say does the tongue of Chloe's heart
While Digby was my constant swain ; Prompt the soft language they impart?
Intent alone my joys in books to find, - If tbey are not Lov.'s faithfui mirror,
And all my wishes an accomplisi'd mind : Unveil the dear enchunting erior;
My wish' arriv'd, and just when happy Nor let those Aattering cyes convey,

What your heart never ineant to say.
Digby step'd in, and love must be obey'd ! Leicester, March, 1807. W, G.
Digby, so heav'n ordaind, my bliss supreme,
My midday sentiment, my midnight dream! THE BENIGHTED PEASANTS.
Goud humour, beauty, wit, and radiant

DARK was the night, and o'er the plain With the too specious charm, secure in

The shrill blast echoed to the main, truth;

Loud foaming from afar : Conspir'd to make that hero all divine, Deeply the distant thunder rolla, Conspir'd to make me wish that hero mine. And lighe’ning quick each peal foretold,

'Mid elemental w2r. lu notes more sweet than Philomela sings, He said a thousand, luok'd ten thousand O'er the bleak heath a peasant hied, things;

His faitiful partner hy his side, Gods ! how he look'd, when to my ravish'd An infant in lver arms: sight

Quickly, with trembling step, she past, My fate first shew'd him as the north-star While he, as tender looks he cast, bright;

Tous quell'd her fond alarms. Where'er he fix'd like that, or light as air,

Haste thee, Ermina, to our cot, He quics his love and seeks another fair !

Where, all our present tares forgot, E'en now regardless of my sense or charms,

Beside our chearful fire, He flies to Sally, bappy Sally's arms!

Our sons shall welcome our return, Oh! aid me, Murray;* Call my wand'ring Nor shall in vain our bosomis burn swain,

• With every food desire. Thy tuncful tongue shall never call in vain; Oh! hear me, Murray! pity, Murray move,

Nay, start not, love, 'tis but the wind, And plead the cause, the sweetest cause of That, rustling through some copie behint, love!

Skrill whistles o'er the plain;
While I am near, this raithful arm

Shall guard you from impending hazme
• Earl of Mansfield.

And chase away cach pain.

Our chearful fire, that long'd-for sight,
Already thro' the casement bright,

Shines from the blazing hearth;
Receive our thanks, oh Pow'r divine !
To thee our service we resign,

Direct our future path 1 Claphum Common.

H. W. B.

Trust me, the weary way is past,
And intu less'ning distance cast,

Is ev'ry tow'ring hill;
Soon shall we reach our peaceful home,
And in the thouglit of joys to come,

Forget this transient ill.
I know 'tis not alone your harm,
Eut all a parent's fond alarm,

Swells your maternal breast;
Nay, my sweet infant, cease to cry,
To your fond mother nestle nigh,

And hush your cares to rest.
Though the bleak wind with envious haste
Impels us o'er the dreary waste,

And howls along the plain ;
Ah, think on those wlio, 'mid this night,
Are helpless tost, with wild affright,

l'pon the stormy main.
Think how each eye with horror dwells,
Where every wave destruction swells,

And raging winds controul;
While round the foaming surges rise,
And, mounting to the darken'd skies,

The threat 'ning billows roll.
Methinks I see the vessel tost,
While to fond hope its inmates lost

Look round with wan despair;
It sinks, it sinks, to rise no more!
Its shatter'd wrecks deface the shore,

And wild sbrieks rend the air!
Save them, oh save them, hand divine !
Unbounded pow'r o'er all is thine,

Oh save each sinking soul!
Oh guide them to the friendly shore,
Where stormy winds shall rage no more,

Nor ocean's billows roll!
Yet why that deeply-troubled look ?
Why with such inward grief is shook

Your agitareel frame ?
These scenes of woe, of deep despair,
These shrieks that rend the frighted air,

To us are but a name.
Though storms may sweep the dreary heath,
No roaring ocean threatens death

Amid the dark abyss ;
Our woes will shortly disappear,
Comfort's bright rays will banish fear,

And sorrow yield to bliss.
E'en now we rcach the friendly wood,
Beneath whose shade our cot has stood,

The storms of many a year ;
Revive, my love, our home is nigh,
Nor pain my heart with that deep sigh,

That anguish-speaking tear.
See our lov'd cot, whose lowly roof
No grating sounds of harsh reproof,

No discord ever knew!
Its hunible walls, its pleasing shade,
Seem by the kindred virtues made,

For happiness and you.
MoxTALY MAG. No, 157.

DISAPPOINTMENT, IMITATION OF MODERN POETRY NOT a breeze crisp'd the leaves of the

bow'r, Not a murmur was heard through the air, As with twilight approach'd the blest hour Love had fix'd for a sight of my

fair, Expectation had Aush'd ev'ry nerve,

While on tiptoe I listen'd around, Not a soul could my glances observe,

Not a footstep was heard on the ground. Ev'ry object now faded from sight, While my thoughts were still fix'd on my

love, O'er my fancy they beam'd such a light,

That I mark'd not the darkness above. How toy beart beat its cell in my breast,

As the form of a female 1 spied, Till in rapture to feel myself blest,

I resolv'd for a moment to hide. Then I heard how she eagerly sought,

To discover the nook where I lay, Till I felt so transported, I thought,

Her desires were increas'd by delay. Round the bow'r she repeatedly mov'd,

Like an angel that fancy creates, When I rush'd and exclaim'd, -"My be

lov'd!" And it hoarsely replied “

*Supper waits."






DIED ON THE 28th OF APRIL, 1807 ; AGED 82 YEARS. When Old Time led thee to thy end, Goodness, and thee, filld up one monument.

Sbakespeare. Siy, in a world, where vice, and folly reign,

Where noise and falshood drown the voice

of truth; Where dire corruption seizes e'en the plain,

And spreading cities,, poison age and youth. Where wealth and riot, with unfeeling eye,

See want contiguous, lay bright merit low; Hear unreliev'd of poverty the sigh;

Nor take from out their hoard, to lessen

Woe :

Where war's wide wasting scourge with

ruthless ire, Sweeps millions yearly from the face of day; And leaves the groaning orphan, wife and

sire, To penury, to grief, and tears, a prey : 30


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