laughed, and the other half have religion? If there be such a thing started, at the very name of such as national gratitude, it seems to an apology. It may be well founded, be here cruelly violated; and the nevertheless: but it is quite un- maxim, "Fiat Justitia, ruat Cænecessary that so great a route lum," will hardly afford a shield to should be made "about Sir Archy's the author, since the object is by no great grandmother;" especially by means of importance enough to Southern Britons, when her justifi- come within the circle of its decation must include a stain on the fence. The lady herself, bred up memory of one whom Englishmen in the gallant court of Catharine ought to value, and to cherish, as Medicis, must have smiled at some the protectress of their honour, the part of the argument brought forfoundress of their commerce, and ward on her behalf.

the supporter of their established

Ye shepherds, who dwell on the hill,
Ye nymphs, and ye swains of the grove,
Let your lutes and your musick be still,
And list whilst I sing of my love:
She is pure, as the dew drops of morn,
That bright on the lily repose;
Her cheeks shame the blush of the dawn,
Her breath the perfume of the rose.

She is beauteous, -but beauty's a flow'r,
In the morning fresh blooming and
gay,

Which sports with the Zephyrs an hour,
Then withers and falls to decay.
She is fair as the white blossom'd thorn,
More gentle, more soft thanthe doves:
Ah no!-I must wander forlorn,
For cold is the breast of my love.

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I loved her, too fondly I lov'd,
I fancied her all that's divine,
I trusted, and faithless she prov'd,
Believed, and am left to repine.
She vow'd that her love was sincere,
That to me every feeling was giv'n;
The confession but made her more dear,

I thought her an Angel from Heav'n.

Ah! who that thus heard her déclare,
Could have doubted her fervour and
truth,

But alas! she is faithless as fair,
And false as the day-dream of youth.
A shepherd stole into my bower,
And bore off my sweet eglantine;
Too late wilt thou prove, beauteous
flower,

That his love is less fervent than mine.

Extracts from "RECOLLECTIONS of CUR-
RAN," by Charles Phillips.

TO SLEEP.

O SLEEP, awhile thy power suspending,
Weigh not yet my eyelid down,
For Mem'ry, see! with eve attending,
Claims a moment for her own:

I know her by her robe of mourning,
I know her by her faded light.
When faithful with the gloom returning,
She comes to bid a sad good-night.

O! let me hear, with bosom swelling....
While she sighs o'er time that's past;
O! let me weep, while she is telling
Of joys that pine, and pangs that last:

And now, O Sleep, while grief is stream- Nor thou there bend thy weeping head

Let thy balm sweet peace restore ;
While fearful Hope through tears is When sinking in the gasp of death.

Which mark'd me in my early birth,
To pass with thee that trying hour-
The last which I should see on earth--
To spend life's morn with thee so dear;
To love thee with a heart sincere;
And then, when love and hope were past,

How Fortune must smile at the joke! To breathe in thy dear arms my last.

MAGAZINE:

A REPOSITORY OF ORIGINAL PAPERS, & SELECTIONS FROM ENGLISH MAGAZINES.

Published every Saturday Morning, at Robinson's Circulating Library, No. 94, Baltimore-street.

VOL. 1.] BALTIMORE, SATURDAY, AUGUST 29, 1818. [No. 7.

LETTERS FROM ITALY. - Concluded from p. 87.]

From the Edinburgh Magazine, for May, 1818.

markable buildings, &c. in England,

Florence 24th, February. TSHALL set out for Rome on the as they appeared to the eyes of 27th or 28th. To-day I learned Cosmo the Third, and his painter, that our route was uncertain,--either in the year 1669. On the pages by Sienna or Perugia, but which I opposite to each drawing are Cosdo not know. It was to have been mo's remarks upon the place drawn; by Sienna, but the Perugia road is and a regular journal is carried on better, and more interesting.

through the whole volume regard

I have visited the Laurentian ing the places which he visited, the chapel and library. I had been remarkable persons with whom he told that in that library was a very met and conversed, and his remarks curious manuscript, containing the upon men and things as they apremarks of Cosmo the Third upon peared to him in England at that England, written during his travels period. There is, however, less in that country about the middle of writing in the volume than I exthe 17th century, and containing pected to find. One of the largest also a number of drawings, execut- drawings represents the city of ed by a painter whom he carried London minutely delineated, as with him. I also learned that a seen from the opposite bank of the certain Lord was negociat- Thames. I presume the view was ing for a copy of this curious and taken from St. Georgie's Fields, as valuable MS. and copies of the the city seems to have been then drawings, and that the whole would confined to one side of the river. be published in London at no very I asked the librarian if it was perdistant period. Being (from dear- mitted to copy any of the MS. or ly bought experience) rather in any of the drawings in the volume. clined to trust to my own senses, "No; the Grand Duke would not than to other people's sayings, I allow that." "Was no part of went, on the 18th instant, to the the volume ever copied by any Library, in order to see the MS. in body" "Yes; the Grand Duke question, and to make such inquiries yielded so far to the entreaties of as I thought proper; -I did see it. the English embassadour," (Lord It is an enormous volume, bound in Burghersh I suppose,) " as to perred Morocco, and opening length- mit him to copy four of the drawways. It contains a great number ings last year." "Would the of drawings in Indian ink, of dif- vol. never be published in any part ferent cities, and towns, and re- of the Continent, or in England ?"

MAG, 7, VOL. 1.

"No; the Grand Duke had posi- Galileo. In this state did Cosmo find tively declared that it should not the English nation, which, already prebe published." Here is question and possessed in his favour by the glory of his father (Ferdinand the Second) and answer for you, you may draw your of his family, received him with every own conclusion. What a pity it is mark of the most sincere respect and rethat this curious volume is con- gard The King invited him immediatedemned to remain unpublished? It ly to Newmarket, where, under preis a very thick volume, and the one tence of making him assist at a horse race, he laid aside all formal etiquette, half of it consists of drawings. and treated him with the greatest familiHow many changes have taken arity. The principal lords vied with place in the face of England since each other in entertaining him at their 1669! Not satisfied with what magnificent and delightful country seats; I heard about Cosmo's journey, I and the whole people (although not made the following extract from Galluzzi's History of the Grand Duchy of Tuscany.

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completely freed from that ferocity which the civil wars had inspired) showed themselves respectful admirers of a Prince of the house of Medici. Thus favoured, he visited all the environs of London, and went to Cambridge, where, listening in the University to a lecture on the doctrine of Galileo, he heard at the same time an eulogium upon his own

"Cosmo then went to Galicia, and, after having performed his devotions in Compostella, he crossed over to Corunna, where every thing was prepared for his passage to England. In order to com- family. Upon his return to London, he plete the catalogue of disagreeable oc- received from the King new proofs of currences which the Prince had met confidential friendship and familiarity; with in the course of his travels, a storm and, upon taking leave, he accompanied at sea only was wanting, and he had him to his lodgings, and supped with scarcely left Corunna, when one came him after the Italian fashion suddenly on, which drove him from his Prince remained in England for almost course towards Plymouth, and forced three months, with unspeakable satishim to land in Ireland, at the port of faction; and having set out from LonKinsale, at Santa Maria delle Sorlinghe. don with the great love of all, accomThe storm hav.ng abated, he arrived panied by the King's orders, by two of safely at Plymouth on the 1st of April, the principal gentlemen of his Court, as 1669, where he was expected with great far as the port of Harwich, he embarked

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impatience by the Florentines who were settled in London. Besides the salutes of the batteries, and the compliments due to his rank, the Prince was surprised to find himself received in Plymouth with the shouts and exclamations of joy of an immense concourse of peoI went on Sunday last to hear ple, which he perceived to be an effect the destruction of Jerusalem sung of the favourable manner in which the and played by Florentine amateurs English were treated at Leghorn. Ac- in the church of San Firenze. It companied and served by the principal gentry of the country, he arrived in appeared to me to be a kind of PasLondon, where he was met by a great ticcio not very well put together. number of persons of distinction, whom I staid half an hour and had enough. rumour and curiosity had attracted The singers (men) had some of them thither. England, under the fortunate reign of Charles the Second, was at the good voices, and that kind height of its prosperity. The affluence bility and natural taste which is of commerce, by extinguishing fanati- common to the Italians. The incism, and softening the ancient barbarism strumental performers were tolerathe people, had revived the arts, and bly good, one or two respectable, encouragedthe sciences,--knowledge was but what spoiled all, and would gradually extending, the minds of the have spoiled the musick of the and finally, a Sir Isaac Newton was pre- spheres, was the wretched sound of paring for Europe, in the footsteps of an old cracked spinet or harpsichord

(heaven knows which) that was Malanotti is a good counter-tenor dashed upon by the outrageous singer, but I do not like the quality fists of the thorough bass accompa- of her voice, it is too reedy and nier. At every aberration from instrumental; she is old too, about the time (very frequent) this gene- 50. Botticelli is a good enough ralissimo came down souse upon the bass. The substitute tenor was rattling bones, like a pair of old jack nothing at all, had no voice, and boots forsaking their ancient rusty sung out of tune. The musick was nail, and lumbering down among good and pleasing. The scenery all the jingling paraphernalia of the and decorations likewise good. But kitchen itself, and then the bela- what can you expect for 2 Pauls boured wires of the instrument re- (1s.) ahead paid by the audience ? sponded in a faint and dolorous tone, To-day walking up to Bello like that of a child's sixpenny or- Sguardo, from which you have a gan. The performers were in the very fine and complete view of gallery, at one end of the church Florence and the surrounding counabove the altar. This concert goes try, I saw beds of French beans and on every Sunday evening during peas in blossom. The sun was very Lent, and as it costs nothing to the warm, and the day clear and beautiaudience, it is generally pretty well ful. Friday and Saturday last attended. Women are not admit- were perfect winter. The mounted either to hear or to perform. tain tops all covered with snow, and Last night I went to the Pergola snow falling in small quantities in to hear the performers from Rome, the town, accompanied with a most who have just come. The opera biting north wind. Such is the vawas entitled I Baccanali di Roma, riableness of the Florentine climate the musick by Pietro Generali. at this season. The Mal di Petto The principal singers were Signora is a common enough disorder here, Teresa Bertinotti, (our old ac- a violent inflammation in the lungs, quaintance,) Signora Adelaide Ma- which generally carries them off in lanotti, and Signora Botticelli; the 48 hours Observe, that the cold principal tenor singer was ill, so north wind is frequent here in the could not appear, and his place was winter months, and often at the filled by a Signora N. N. Bertinotti same time that this piercing wind is not able to do what she attempts, freezes your blood on one side, the although her voice is still sweet. powerful rays of the sun set it a She understands her art well, but boiling on the other; no wonder age has impaired her strength, and then that severe colds are caught by the flexibility of her voice. Signora careless people.

HISTORY OF A PIN-FROM THE FRENCH.

From La Belle Assembleé.

MADAME DE MAINTENON questions; as, where did she get recieved, as a present, that pincushion? Was it Villarçeau from the Abbé Gobelin, her confes- who had given it her? Was it Chevsor, a pincushion, which fell, one reus? Was it the King himself?day, out of her pocket, as she was No, it was the pious and holy dipaying a visit to the famous Ninon rector. Ninon was astonished. "I de L'E L'Enclos. This lady, as curious could have imagined," never said as the rest of her sex, made Ma- she, "that the Abbé Gobelin could dame de Maintenon blush, by ask- have been capable of exciting my ing her a thousand embarrassing curiosity in such a manner: but

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