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live, I will endeavour to preserve my liberty, or at least not consent to the destroying of it. I hope I shall die in the same principles in which I have lived, and will live no longer than they can preserve me, I have in my life been guilty of many follies; but, as I think, of no meanness. will not blot and defile that which is past by endeavouring to provide for the future.

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I have had in my mind, that when God should cast me into such a condition as that I cannot save my life but by doing an indecent thing, he shews me the time is come wherein I should resign it. And when I cannot live in my own country but by such means as are worse than dying in it, I think he shews me that I ought to keep myself out of it. Let them please themselves with making the king glorious, who think a whole people may justly be sacrificed for the interest and pleasure of one man and a few of his followers. Let them rejoice in their subtlety, who live and be employed; can it be expected that I should serve a government that seeks such detestable ways of establishing itself? Ah! no-I have not learnt to make my own peace by persecuting and betraying my brethren, more innocent and worthy than myself. I must live by just means, and serve to just ends, or not at all. After such a manifestation of the ways by which it is intended the king shall govern, I should have renounced any place of favour into which the kindness and industry of my friends

- might have advanced me, when I found those that were better than I were only fit to be de

stroyed. I had formerly some jealousies; the fraudulent proclamation for indemnity increased them. The imprisoning of those three men, and turning out all the officers of the army, contrary to promise, confirmed me in my resolutions not to

return.

To conclude, the tide is not to be diverted, nor the oppressed delivered; but God, in his time, will have mercy on his people. He will save and defend them, and avenge the blood of those who shall now perish, upon the heads of those who in their pride think nothing is able to oppose them. Happy are those whom God shall make instruments of his justice to so a blessed a work; if I can live to see that day, I shall be ripe for the grave, and able to say with joy, "Lord, now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace, &c."

Farewell. My thoughts as to king and state, depending upon their actions, no man shall be a more faithful servant to him than I, if he make the good and prosperity of his people his glory; none more his enemy if he does the contrary. To my particular friends I shall be constant in all occasions, and to you,

A most affectionate servant,

ALGERNON SIDNEY.

Oxfordshire Nancy Bewitched.-A Ballad.
By the late Mr. Garrick.

Set to Music by Mr. Shield.

Tho' I'm slim, and am young, and was lively, and fair, Cou'd sing a sweet song, and in others kill care,

Yet I'm surely bewitch'd, for I can't drive away
What makes me so restless by night and by day.
In vain I perplex my poor fancy

To find out the grief,

But alas, no relief,

Heigho! what can be the matter with Nancy?

With my head on my pillow I seek for repose,
Which comes to the wretched, and softens their woes;
But sleepless, though blameless, I sigh thro' the night;
And the day can't relieve me, tho' ever so bright.

In vain I perplex, &c.

So evil a spirit that haunts a poor maid,

By the grave sons of physic can never be laid;
If a youth vers'd in magic would take me in hand,
I'm sure of a cure if he waves but his wand.

In vain I perplex, &c.

A young Oxford Scholar knows well my sad case,
For he look'd in my eyes, and read over my face;
So learned he talk'd, that I felt at my heart,
He must have great skill in the magical art.

In vain I perplex, &c.

O send for the scholar, and let him prescribe,
He'll do me more good than the medical tribe;

Then the rose with the lily again shall appear,

And my heart, now so heavy, dance thro' the whole year; No more I'll perplex my poor fancy

To find out the grief,

For he'll soon bring relief,

Heigho! he knows what's the matter with Nancy!

A clergyman in a mining county lately observed, that he never saw half of his parishioners until they came up to be buried.

To the Printer of the London Evening Post.Sir, I am afraid there is too much truth in your paper of the 18th of September, wherein you handsomely rebuke the supineness of our modern travellers; but, to shew you, that all of us are not tainted with the same lethargic incuriosity, I, who have been a great traveller in my time, in my own as well as foreign countries, here send you some important observations that I have made in the several stages of my life, and by your means I now convey them to my dear countrymen for their universal behoof.

My present paper shall be confined to domestic travelling; and I content myself at this time in. offering a few remarks on the vehicles and conveniences, as also on the garb, or dress, most suitable to travel in, with a memento or two in relation to our conduct, as well on the road as in our inns, not forgetting some necessary hints touching those two grand articles and chief supporters of travelling, viz. good eating and drinking.

I observe then, that in this my native country, travelling is usually performed in coaches, in waggons, or on horseback. On which several conveniences I will now give you a few of my remarks, as briefly as may be.

I must own a coach and six to be a very commodious vehicle, and a pretty convenience for travelling; I know a great many are very fond of it, but it does not seem to be designed for every constitution. There are but few, a very few, who can well hear this way of travelling; I am apt

to think too, that it is not the most salutary way; for a constant lolling backwards must inevitably over-heat the reins, on which account, and for some other weighty reasons, I seldom use it.

The coach and four, the chariot, and the chaise, come under the same class, though in an inferior degree, and, therefore, I shall say nothing of them

now.

Stage coaches are so much my aversion, that I can hardly bear the naming of them.

But the waggon, the high-arched waggon, cannot be so cursorily past over: grave and sedate in its motion; delightful in the freshness of its straw, and its variety of companions: I always enter into it as into a moving assembly, where the decayed gentlewoman, the blooming fresh coloured country girl, the brandy-faced lady, and a hundred other contrarieties are jumbled together, and furnish me with a set of contemplations much of a piece with those, which one of my ancestors had of old on the sight of his medley companions in the ark; but the number being few, who have the true relish of the waggon, and still fewer who sit easy in a coach and six, I choose now to treat of the pad or trotter.

Horace, in his 6th Sermon, book 1. seems to place a great deal of pleasure in his pad (though a male kind) and tells us, he is happy as a king, when he bestrides him with his bags trussed up behind, and thus takes a journey even to Tarentum. With submission to the politeness of his taste in other things, I think a servant with a