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Mr. Solem, what do you intend to do with your fon there? He is old enough now for fome bufinefs." "Why, master, I means to bind him to my own trade, for he has a great genus for it."

I have likewife the honour to employ a carpenter, who was recommended to me as a great genius in fitting up a room; and he very naturally introduced a painter, another prodigious genius at a varnith.

Do we look at the fine arts, how immenfe the concourfe for geniufes at one exhibition of paintings! The papers, indeed, do not treat them all with equal refpect; but what does that fignify? If a boy can daub fomething like a blue boar, or a red cow, or a golden lion, do not all his friends fet him down for a genius; and does he not commence gentleman on the ftrength?-As to mufic, the whole nation may be deemed geniufes, from the blind fiddler at the corner of the street, up to Cramer. What immenfe numbers of geniules may be heard piping, fiddling, and fluting, every night, in hopes that one day or other, they may prefide at their own benefit with tickets ten fillings and fixpence each! I have a neighbour who had the honour of two mufical fons, both eminent vocal performers; the one took his degrees in mufic at the Horfefhoe, and the other at the Goole and Gridiron. Flattered by the encouragement of such reputable academies, and having received diplomas from the "Odd Fellows, the Free and Easy, and the Jolly Friers," they commenced their career as geniuses,

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and undoubtedly would have rifen to envied ftations in our most fathionable orchestra's, had not the eldest been murdered one morning. as he was stepping out of Mr. Kirby's houfe, in the Old Bailey, by a gang of twelve fellows, who had confpired together for that purpose; and the youngeft, I know not why, went twice over to America, where he remained on the firft vifit feven years, and on the fecond fourteen; after which, his parents received no tidings of this genius.

If we proceed to the fifter art, poetry, I am certain we fhall find the proportion confiderably increafed, especially as it unfortunately happens, that it is much eafier to handle the pen than the bow or the brufb, as poets are a kind of a people who do not wait until others call them geniufes, but confider themfelves in that light from the moment they have tagged two lines together.

I heartily wish that fomething could be done to reduce the number of geniufes, otherwise we fhall certainly be very foon in want of artificers and handicraftsmen of all defcriptions. It is wonderful how much genius ftands in the way of trade. I am obliged to fend three or four streets off for my rolls in a morning, becaufe my baker has a genius for agriculture; and I feldom get a fuit of clothes from my tailor, without perceiving that he has been employing his genius upon metaphyfics. My worthy oppofite neighbour, an eminent merchant, is perpetually complaining of having an enlightened counting-houfe.

Opus eft interprete. Prefide is the word now applied-not to the leader of the band, but to fome diftinguished performer-as, “Mr. —will prefide at the harpsichord." Dr. Johnson did not live long enough to infert this meaning of the word, or to inquire whether it had any?

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"I have not a clerk," fays he, "who is not fit for every thing but what I employ him on. I am in perpetual danger of having my invoices written in rhyme; my anfwers to foreign correfpondents would do credit to the Univerfity of Oxford; my book-keeper enters a room as if he were to speak a prologue; and I have a clever young dog, who collects bills, but who is fo intent upon your answers to correfpondents, that I can feldom get any to mine."

And lastly, Mr. Editor, even in

domeftic matters, we have the ad vantage of being attended by ge niufes. My dame is always telling me what a genius our daughter is at mince-meat-and perfuaded me to allow my fon to ventare his neck on the Serpentine canal laft froft, because he was a genius at fkaiting. Pray, fir, let your correfpondents take this matter into confideration, and propose some scheme for the reduction of genius, that bufinefs may not ftand fill.

Yours, &c.

No Genius.

POETRY.

POETRY.

ODE for the NEW YEAR, 1799. By Henry James Pye, Efq. Poet

Laureat.

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HOUGH the dun mist and driving rack
Awhile may hide the orb of day,

Aloft he keeps his radiant track,
Burning with undiminish'd ray;
And foon before his gorgeous fire
The evanefcent clouds retire,
Then burfting forth, to mortal fight

His glories flath with keener blaze,

Dim with their force the dazzled gaze,

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Sowing with flame divine the empyreal fields of light.

II.

So while the lowering clouds of fate
O'er Europe's torpid regions spread,
They feem'd enthron'd in gloomy ftate,
To hang o'er Albion's drooping head;
Supreme in glory yet the stood
Superior to the vapoury flood.
And foon, before her kindling eye,
The fcatter'd clouds difperfing fly,

In awful glory while appear,

Red with vindictive flame, the terrors of her spear.

III.

Around her coaft, fenc'd by her guardian main,

Around Ierne's kindred fhores

Hark! loud invafion to her baffled train

In yells of defperation roars.

Along the hoftile deep they vainly try
From Britain's thundering barks to fly;

Their fleets, the victor's trophy, captur'd ride,
In future battles doom'd to combat on our fide.

IV. Seas

IV.

Seas where deathlefs bards of yore,
Singing to the filver tide,
Wafted loud from fhore to shore
Grecian art and Roman pride.
Say, when Carthage learn'd to vail,
To mightier foes her lofty fail;
Say when the man of Athens broke,
With daring prow the Median tyrant's yoke,
Saw ye fo bold, fo free a band,

As Nelfon led by Nilus' ftrand;
What time, at George's high beheft,
Dread in terrific vengeance drefs'd,
Fierce as the whirlwind's ftormy course
They pour'd on Gallia's guilty force;
And Egypt faw Britannia's flag unfurl'd,
Wave high its victor cross, deliverer of the world?

V.

See ficating friendly in the wind,

The Ruffian eagle with the crefcent join'd,
And fhall on earth Rome's cowering eagle lie
With refled plumage and with languid eye?
Imperial Auftria roufe! While Albion's fleet
Sweeps ftern Oppreffion from the main,
Send forth thy legions on the embattled plain,
Till lavage inroad turn to foul defeat;
Strike with united arm the blow,

Lay the gigantic boafter low;
C'er your aftonifh'd fields who trod,
Deforming nature, and defying God!
So fhall returning peace again

Delight the renovated plain;

Peace, on the bafis firm of faith reftor'd,

Wrung from Oppreflion's arm by Valour's conquering fword.

ODE for his Majesty's BIRTH-DAY, June 4, 1799. By Henry James
Pye, Efq. Poet Laureat.

TILL fhall the brazen tongue of war
Drown every folter found!

Still fhall Ambition's iron car

Its crimfon axles whirl around!

Shall the fweet lyre and flute no more

With gentle defcant footh the fhore;
Pour in melodious train the votive lay,

And hail, in notes of peace, our monarch's natal day?

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O! feraph peace! to thee the eye
Looks onward with delighted gaze,
For thee, the nation breathes the figh,
To thee their vows the virgins raise;
For thee the warrior cuts his courfe
Through armies rang'd in martial force.
Though diftant far, thy holy form is feen,
And mountains rife, and oceans roll between;
Yet every fword that war unsheathes,
And every fhout that conqueft breathes,
Serve but to make thy bleft return more fure,

Thy glorious form more bright, thy empire more fecure.

When northward from his wintry gaol
Returns the radiant god of day,
And, climbing from th' antarctick pole,
Pours every hour a stronger ray;
Yet as he mounts through vernal signs,
Oft with diminished beams he shines,
Arm'd with the whirlwind's ftormy force,
Rude March arrefts his fiery course,
Sweeps o'er the bended wood, and roars
Infuriate round the wave-worn fhores.
O'er the young bud while April pours
The pearly hail's ungenial flow'rs,
Yet balmy gales and cloudlefs fkies
Shall hence in bright fucceffion rise.

Hence Maia's flowers the brow of Spring adorn,

Hence Summer's waving fields, and Autumn's plenteous horn.

From climes where Hyperborean rigours frown,
See his bold bands the warlike veteran bring,

Rous'd by the royal youth's renown,

Loud Auftria's eagle claps his vigorous wing;
Mid fair Hefperia's ravag'd dales.

The fhouts of war the Gallic plunderers hear,
The avenging arm of juftice learn to fear,

And low his creft the infulting defpot veils.

While their collected navy's force

Spreads o'er the wave its defultory course,

From Britain's guardian fleet receding far,

Their proudest wreath to 'scape, nor meet the shock of war.

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