In Vict'ry's arms refign'd his willing breath, Or Time the deep-inflicted wound could clofe, A mighty pillar of a mighty State; Who, undifmay'd by Fortune's fickle frown, To guard the State, when dark'ning tempefts lower'd, To roufe our paflions, and our breasts inspire, And flow'd convincing from his matchlets tongue. Bereft! unfriended !—whither could fhe flce ? But But fcarce thy powers, obedient to the call, Still fhakes, ftill threatens, but delays the blow. His name fhall never from our breafts depart, T. STANZAS ON THE MUCH-LAMENTED DEATH WHAT need of sculptur'd stone to tell That he who labour'd, e'en in death, Might just proclaim-the World at Peace! VOL. X. The Thy pen, O fweet hiftoric Mufe, Shall dwell delighted on his worth; And when a theme of truth 't would choose, Thou 'It tell that soft affections dwelt For wide the circle he would make, Oh! tell from early youth to age, Her facred veft he never foil'd! Tell too, when wounded forrow fought His ready wine and oil he brought, M. B. D. SONNET ON CHARLES JAMES FOX. NAT. XIII. JAN. MDCCXLIX.DENAT. XIII, SEPT. FOX, thou haft liv'd! The helm in our bleft days Of funshine and of calm, thou didst not take : But, when the tempeft made the firm earth fhake, And gloom and horror reign'd; this be thy praife, That, in no hour to liften flattering lays, That fteerage boldest pilots dar'd not make, And who long govern'd haften'd to forfake, Thy hand accepted:-thence thy country pays, With love and veneration, that firm zeal, That life, a victim to the public weal, * See the beautiful eulogy fo juftly pronounced by Mr. Sheridan, on the humanity of his friend Mr. Fox, in the Houfe of Commons. That That spirit, active, comprehenfive, kind, That energy, on renovated base Which fix'd the rights of juries-and the race Of Afric liberates-and fought the world in peace to bind. Sept. 16, 1806. C. L. TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF THE RIGHT HONOURABLE C. J. FOX, ONE OF HIS MAJESTY'S PRINCIPAL SECRETARIES OF STATE. BY MR. BELFOUR. F bright renown, if ancestry, or power, IF Or grandeur, wealth, could stay one circling hour; Th' auguft poffeffor from the filent grave; "And truths receiv'd came mended from his tongue." And all in public ftations they revere, Manners refin'd, and taste, and knowledge great, Sept. 17, 1806. 1 FATHER FATHER THAMES. [From the General Evening Poft.] MR. EDITOR, Millbank, O. 22d, 1806... ALTHOUGH a confiderable period has elapfed fince I first perceived that a confpiracy was brewing against me, it has ever been my practice, as I glide quietly along, and generally exhibit a Smooth furface, to fhow by my forbearance that I wish to keep an even courfe. This meeknefs, and the placidity of my difpofition, you must allow, have for a long feries of ages (however they may diflike my appearing at their public dinners) been of infinite advantage to my neighbours on both fides. In this prudent and laudable course it is probable that I might have continued till my enemy fire had devoured me, had it not been for a circumftance that has, I must confefs, confiderably ruffled me, and which I fhall now detail with all the brevity that perfpicuity will admit. You, Sir, know perfectly well that I am the happy poffeffor of a large and generally clear eftate in Water, which, by a legal fiction, in the adjacent Hall, is termed land. It is feldom that fiction enters our Courts; however, in this inftance, I am counted a great Land-holder in Middlefex and other counties; though, as I obferved, the very reverse of this is the fact; for the Banks on my fides, and a much broader bottom beneath me than many Country Banks poffefs, are Water-holders: and, to whomfoever those may belong, it is plain, except when the tide is low, that they cannot keep above water; which adverting to the tide, you know, is contrary to the received opinion refpecting thofe that have funk their landed property. This is further demonftrable by our faying, when a gentleman's affairs are profperous, that they will hold Water; and ftill further, when a tradefman, who has been |