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has not been without salutary effects on serious minds.

0. G. The following is the passage alluded to.

-- - A frozen continent
Lies dark and wild, beat with perpetual storms
Of whirlwind and dire hail, which on firm land
Thaws not, but gathers heap, and ruin seems
Of ancient pile :

- The parching air
Burns frore, and cold performs th’ effect of fire;
Thither by harpy-footed furies haild,
At certain revolutions all the damned
Are brought; and feel by turns the bitter change
Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce,
From beds of raging fires to starve in ice
Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine
Immoveable, in fix'd and frozen round
Periods of time, thence hurried back to fire.

Milton seems to think that the comets might be the residence of the damned; he founds his opinion on Job xxiv. v. 19, according to the vulgate. “Let him pass from excessive heat to waters of snow.”

Shakespeare has, perhaps, improved on the idea :

Aye, but to die, and go we know not where,
To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit
To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside
In thrilling regions of thick ribb’d ice.

Measure for Measure.
VOL. 1.

The following quotations from some of our first poets, may be acceptable.

Lo! from the dread immensity of space,
Returning with accelerated course,
The rushing comet on the sun descends,
And as he sinks below the shading earth,
The guilty nations tremble. But

- the enlightened few
Whose godlike minds philosophy exalts,
The glorious stranger hail. They feel a joy
Divinely great; they in their powers exult;
That wond'rous force of thought, which, mounting, .

The dusky spot, and measures all the sky;
While, from his far excursion through the wilds
Of barren ether, faithful to his time,
They see the blazing wonder rise anew
To work the will of all-sustaining love;

To lend new fuel to declining suns,
To light up worlds and feed the eternal fire.


Hast thou not seen the comet's flaming light?
Th' illustrious stranger passing, terror sheds
On gazing nations, from his fiery train,
Of length enormous; takes his ample round
Through depths of ether; coasts unnumber'd worlds
Of more than solar glory; doubles wide :
Heaven's mighty cape; and then revisits earth,
From the long travel of a thousand years.


The Feast of the Rose, by Mr. Upton. 'Twas a sun-dawning morn, in the young month of May, While the dew-drop still glisten’d on each leaf and spray; And the feather’d musicians were tuning their powers, When Miss Rose gave a feast to a party of Flowers. Dress'd out in bright colours of crimson and green, And conscious the gardens proclaim'd her their queen; From the honey-bee's kisses she gather'd each sweet, That the friends she expected might daintily eat. .

By four of the clock, as a mark of respect,
They were there-and the party were rather select-
For Flowers, like mortals, have both friends and foes,
And the last were forbid to the feast of the Rose.

The king-cup, the pink, and blue-bell, led the way,
With the violet, auricula, and cowslip so gay;
The lily, the hyacinth, and carnation so grand;
With the butterflower and daisy, like friends, hand in

The tulip so gaudy, the stock, and the wall,
Came also that day, at their sovereign's call :
But of all the coy virgins that Flora sent there,
Was the primrose so meek, and the snow-drop so fair.
Miss Rose, that no harm might their merriment cross,
Spread around to receive them her mantle of moss :
While Zephyr, e'er fond her commands to obey,
That morning had sent all the rude winds away.
To tell how they revelld in bliss for an hour,
Or the compliments pass'd between Flow'r and Flow'r,
Is hard to be told,-and indeed it should not ;
'Tis enough that they stopt till the sun grew too hot.

The sweets-breathing queen then declar’d,“ upon honour,
• Her best thanks were due for their waiting upon her;"
Then kindly invited--the story so goes-
One and all the next spring--to the Feast of the Rose.

The Game of Chance, imitated from the French.

One night a youth and maiden met,
Who chanc'd to sit and play picquet:
To gamble neither being willing,
They only stak'd a modest shilling;
But soon the youth forgot the prize,
While glancing at the maiden's eyes.
Yet, he, by fortune favour'd, won,
Though not till Cupid's work was done.
So softly squeezing her fair hand,
As o'er the cards they loit'ring stand,
He gently whispers, e'er they part,
" You've lost a shilling--I, a heart.”

. The following ludicrous circumstance occurred

on Tuesday week at Bristol :-A couple of Jews being apprehended in the act of stealing several articles from the stables of the White Hart Inn, were hauled into the yard by two stout fellows, whither the whole of the fraternity of the currycomb were immediately summoned. The long beards of these disciples were then stuck together with pitch (their hands being previously tied behind them); and while thus face to face a profusion of snuff, mixed with hellebore, was admi

nistered, which caused them to sneeze in such a manner, that by the frequent and violent bobbing of noses one against the other, a copious stream of blood issued from either nostrils, while the enraged culprits were kicking and capering about in all directions.

Extraordinary Character.—Mrs. B. a respectable old lady, residing at the west end of Oxfordstreet, returning from church a Sunday or two ago, called on her way home on an undertaker, and saying she did not expect to live very long, wished to know what he would charge for burying her. The undertaker, of course, asked where she would like to be interred, &c. when she said. she wished to be laid in the family vault, mentioning the place in a western county), but that she was not going to have any one to follow her, and did not wish any finery-merely a leaden coffin, with a hearse and a pair of horses. After much talk and reckoning on both sides, the price was fixed at 50l. to include every expence, and a written agreement to that effect was entered into. The lady's presentiment proved not to be erroneous; for on Monday last she died. The night before she was complaining much at the dearness of every thing, the rise of bread, &c. and felt very uneasy at an unnecessary expence she had lately incurred, viz, a chaldron of coals, which had unfortunately but the day before come in, and which she had countermanded three dif- ,

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