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2dly, Misbehaving himself before the enemy by shamefully abandoning his post on the 20th May aforesaid, in contempt of the 20th article of the 14th section of the Articles of War."

The sentence of the court was, that the Major was not guilty of either of the charges; of which he was therefore acquitted.-The collateral official papers would assist in forming a narrative of the expedition to which they relate.

Art. 26. The Regimental Companion; containing the relative Duties of every Officer in the British Army, and rendering the Principles of System and Responsibility familiar. By Charles James, of the 60th Regiment of Foot, late Captain in the North York Militia. 12mo. pp. 335. 58. Egerton. 1799.

To give a regular review of this very comprehensive publication would far exceed our limits. Suffice it therefore to say, that it contains much interesting and useful information, alloyed by many errors and inaccuracies. These, however, we shall hope to see corrected, if the author pursues his plan, and forms the present work into "An Annual Repository of Army Regulations;" in which we wish him

success.

Art. 27. An Account of the Navies of Foreign Powers, particularly those of France, Spain, and Batavia, now at War with Great Britain, including a List of Frigates, Corvettes, and Sloops: also the Navies of Russia, Sweden, Denmark, and Naples; with a comparative State of the Line of Battle Ships in the last War; and the present State of the British Navy. By James Browell, of the Royal Navy. 4to. IS. Steel, &c. 1799.

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The larger half of this pamphlet is occupied by the French navy, and the author states that his principal design is to lay open an artifice practised by the French, in deceiving their countrymen, as well as allies, by the wretched subterfuge of frequently changing the names of their ships, with the design to persuade the world their force is what they would fain it should be in fact, by multiplying intricacies to deceive themselves.'-The publication will certainly be useful to those whose researches extend to naval records: although,' as Mr. Browell confesses, errors and inaccuracies must undoubtedly occur in an attempt of this nature, in which the compiler has so many difficulties to encounter.

POLITICAL, &c.

Art. 28. Reflections on the Political State of Society, at the Commencement of the Year 1800. By John Bowles, Esq. 8vo. 38. sewed. Longinan, &c.

The political abilities of Mr. Bowles are well known to the public, from a variety of notable defences of the late and present measures of our administration; and he is still, very consistently, their zealous (we had almost said violent) advocate. He concludes his comprehensive and well timed reflections op the present critical state of Europe, in the following animated strain :

* This publication was issued from the press in January last, a few days before the meeting of parliament.

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Whether it be allotted to society to escape the destruction with which it is menaced, can be known only to the Supreme Disposer of all events, Who, at one glance, beholds the past, the present, and the future. But, as far as our limited capacities can enable us to form a judgment upon this most important of all temporal concerns, an opportunity for such an escape seems to present itself. The result of all human efforts must, doubtless, be uncertain; but if, in a great and awful crisis, black with horror, replete with calamity, and pregnant with ruin, it be possible, without presumption, to pronounce confidently on the efficacy of proposed expedients, we may venture to assert, that if mankind desire to avert the perils to which they are exposed, they must listen to the warning VOICE-issuing from the North-which calls upon all Nations to "RESTORE THE RIGHTS OF LAWFUL GOVERNMENT, WHEREVER THOSE RIGHTS HAVE BEEN USURPED-TO UNITE THEIR FORCES FOR THE SPEEDY DESTRUCTION OF THE COMMON ENEMY, AND TO BUILD ON HIS RUINS PERMANENT TRANQUILLITY FOR THEMSELVES AND POSTERITY AND TO RESOLVE NOT TO SHEATH THE SWORD, UNTIL THEY HAVE SEEN THE DOWNFALL OF THE MONSTER, WHO THREATENS TO CRUSH ALL LEGAL AUTHORITIES."

"No pause, no rest, 'till, welt'ring on the ground,

The pois'nous Hydra lies, and pierc'd with many a wound."

RELIGIOUSs, &c.

Art. 29. Letters to a Member of Parliament, on the Writings of Baron Swedenborg, containing a full and complete Refutation of all the Abbé-Barruel's Calumnies against the Honourable Author. By J. Clowes, M. A. Rector of St. John's Church, Manchester, and Fellow of Trinity College, Cambridge. 8vo. 4s. sewed. Cadell jun. and Davies. 1799.

A sensible, candid, and energetic vindication of the character and theological doctrines of the celebrated Baron Swedenborg; in opposition to the gross misrepresentations' of the Abbé Barruel, in the ivth vol. of his "Memoirs of Jacobinism."-Mr. C.'s book' is well written; and it comprehends, besides a complete refutation of the Abbé's Calumnies,' a full and (to us) a very satisfactory exposition of the whole Swedenborgian system: to which Mr. Clowes appears to be conscientiously attached. On the whole, his work deserves, or we are much deceived, a place among the most respectable productions of theological controversy, in the libraries of Protestant Divines.

Art. 30. Diatessaron, sive integra Historia Domini Nostri Jesu Christi, Grace. Ex IV. Evangeliis inter se collatis, ipsisque Evangelistarum verbis apte et ordinate dispositis confecta. Subjungiar Evangeliorum Harmonia brevis. Edidit J. White, S. T. P. Ling. Arab. Prof. Versionis Syriaca Philoxeniana Nov. Test. Interpres. Oxonii, e Typographeo Clarendoniano. 1799.

The opportunities which have been so frequently afforded us, of bestowing our commendations on the learning and abilities of Dr. White, preclude the necessity of adding any general praises to the

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account of the little volume with which he has favored the public under the title of Diatessaron.

Dr. White informs us, in a short preface, that there are two similar Harmonies of the Gospels recorded by Eusebius: the first by Tatian, and the second by Ammonius, who both flourished in the third century. These have long since been lost.-The curious reader will find an account of them, and of the two pretended Latin translations, published by Zacharias Chrysopolitanus, and Ottomarus Luscinius, in the Codex Apocr. Nov. Testam. of Fabricius. The same eminent philologer has given also a list of the various antient and modern Harmonies which have been mentioned by the early ecclesiastical writers, or which are still preserved, in the third volume of his Bibliotheca Graca, p. 212.-Vol. iv. p. 880. ed. Harl. Among these, the Diatessaron of Dr. White will be registered by future Bibliographers with a large portion of praise. The volume is very elegantly printed; and the events of our Saviour's life are recorded in chronological order, and in the very words in which they are described by the four Evangelists.

We cannot but earnestly recommend this Diatessaron to the tutors in our Universities. Their pupils may study the gospels with singular advantages in this new form; they should be habituated to refer, as far as it may be practicable, in each separate narrative of the Diates saron, to the other three Evangelical writers; which will in a short time render them familiarly acquainted with the slight variations in the relation of facts, and with the difference of style, observable in these sacred historians.

Dr. White has judiciously noted, on his margins, the time and the place in which each event happened. A map of Palestine is prefixed; and a most useful, though concise, Evangeliorum Harmonia is added at the end of the volume.

POETRY, &c.

Art. 31. The Nurse, a Poem.

Translated from the Italian of Luigi Tansillo. By William Roscoe. The 2d Edition. Small 8vo. 5s. Boards. Cadell and Davies. 1800.

The first edition of this beautiful poem was announced in our 28th volume N. S. and with great sincerity we then bestowed much praise on Mr. Roscoe's admirable version. It now appears in a more commodious size, with some corrections, and with an additional poem; which we shall transcribe for the gratification of our readers, as the thought is ingenious and the versification is easy:

INSCRIPTION.

Stranger, that [who] with careless feet,
Wanderest near this green retreat,

Where, thro' gently bending slopes,
Soft the distant prospect opes;

Where the fern, in fringed pride,

Decks the lonely valley's side;
Where the linuet chirps his song,
Flitting as thou tread'st along;

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• Know, where now thy footsteps pass
O'er the bending tufts of grass,

Bright gleaming thro' th' encircling wood,
Once a NAIAD roll'd her flood:

If her Urn, unknown to fame,
Pour'd no far extended stream,
Yet along its grassy side,

Clear and constant flow'd the tide.
Grateful for the tribute paid,
Lordly MERSEY lov'd the Maid-
Yonder rocks still mark the place
Where she met his stern embrace.

Stranger, curious, wou'dst thou learn

Why she mourns her wasted Urn?
Soon a short and simple verse
Shall her hapless fate rehearse.

Ere yon neighbouring spires arose,
That the upland prospect close,
Or ere along the startled shore
Echo'd loud the cannon's roar,

Once the Maid in summer's heat

Careless left her cool retreat,
And by sultry suns opprest,
Laid her weary limbs to rest;

Forgetful of her daily toil

To trace each tract of humid soil,
From dews and bounteous show'rs to bring
The limpid treasures of her spring;

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Enfeebled by the scorching ray,

She slept the sultry hours away;
And when she op'd her languid eye,
Found her silver Urn was dry.

Heedless Stranger, who so long

Hast listen'd to an idle song,

Whilst trifles thus thy notice share,

Hast thou no URN that asks thy care?'

We cannot refrain from expressing a wish, that Mr. Roscoe would favor us with a version of Tansillo's Il Podere, or Country house; in which, according to Mr. R. he gives directions for making a proper choice of a country residence, enlivening the barrenuess of his subject with the happiest illustrations and the most sportive wit.'

Art. 32.

Gebir; a Poem, in Seven Books. 8vo. pp. 74. 2s. 6d.
Rivingtons. 1798.

An unpractised author has attempted, in this poem, the difficult task of relating a romantic story in blank-verse. His performance betrays all the incorrectness and abruptness of inexperience, but it manifests occasionally some talent for description. He has fallen into the common error of those who aspire to the composition of blank-verse, by borrowing too many phrases and epithets from our incomparable

incomparable Milton. We give the following extract, as affording a

fair specimen :

Once a fair city, courted then by kings,
Mistress of nations, throng'd by palaces,
Raising her head o'er destiny, her face
Glowing with pleasure and with palms refreshed,
Now, pointed at by Wisdom or by Wealth,
Bereft of beauty, bare of ornaments,

Stood, in the wilderness of woe, Masar.
Ere far advancing, all appear'd a plain,
Treacherous and fearful mountains, far advanced,
Her glory so gone down, at human step
The fierce hyæna, frighted from the walls,
Bristled his rising back, his teeth unsheathed,
Drew the long growl and with slow foot retired.
Still were remaining some of ancient race,
And ancient arts were now their sole delight.
With Time's first sickle they had marked the hour
When at their incantation would the Moon
Start back, and shuddering shed blue blasted light.
The rifted rays they gather'd, and immersed
In potent portion of that wondrous wave
Which, hearing rescued Israel, stood erect,
And led her armies through his crystal gates.

• Hither-none shared her way, her counsel none--
Hied the Masarian Dalica: 'twas night,

And the still breeze fell languid on the waste.
She, tir'd with journey long, and ardent thoughts,
Stopt and before the city she descried

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A female form emerge above the sands:
Intent she fix'd her eyes, and on herself
Relying, with fresh vigor bent her way;
Nor disappear'd the woman; but exclaim'd-
One hand retaining tight her folded vest-
"Stranger! who loathest life, there lies Masar.
Begone, nor tarry longer, or, ere morn,
The cormorant, in his solitary haunt
Of insulated rock or sounding cove,

Stands on thy bleached bones, and screams for prey.
My lips can scatter them a hundred leagues,
So shrivel'd in one breath, as all the sands
We tread on could not in as many years.
Wretched, who die nor raise their sepulchre!
Therefore begone."-

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Now to Aurora, borne by dappled steeds,
The sacred gate of orient pearl and gold,
Smitten with Lucifer's light silver wand,
Expanded slow in strains of harmony,

The waves beneath, in purpling rows, like doves
Glancing with wanton coyness tow'rd their queen,
Heav'd softly: thus the damsel's bosom heaves

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