nothing at all, of all fuch Goods and Commodities, as may be, and can be, and cannot be, to pay Duty. And we your aforefaid Petitioners, will at all Times, and at no Time at all, and at Times paft, be present and abfont and be backward and forward, and behind and before, be every where and no where, and here and there and no where at all. And we your aforefaid Petitioners, will come and inform, and give information, and notice, duly and truly and honefly and wifely, according to the matwe know, and don't know, and by the knowledge of ourselves, and every one and no one at all: and we will not cheat the King any more than what is now and at all Times lawfully practifed. ter 29 And whereas we your afore faid Petitioners, as we are Gentlemen of Reputation, and we are Irish Proteftants, by Shaint PATRICK fo we are, and we love the King, and we will value him, and we will fight for him, and against him, and run for him and from him, and after him, and behind him, and before him, and at one fide of him, and t'other fide of him, to ferve him or any of his Relations or Acquaintance, as far and as much further than lies in our powers dead or alive, as long as we live and longer too. Witness our several and feparate Hands in Conjunction one after another all together, one and all three of us both together. BARNEY O'BLANEY PATRICK O'FLANAGAN ANECDOTES. kind better, it ferves but the more to corrupt them. Befides, there are so many commentaries and gloffes written upon them, that no perfon can understand them (as the Poet fays) by the pains that are taken to underftand them better. DR. JOHNSON's account of Law is much grander, and much more in its favour. "Law," faid he one day to fome blockhead who was canting againft that profeffion, "Law, Sir," faid he, "is the last refult of human wisdom acting upon human experience." Poetry. Poetry. Poetic TESTIMONIALS of RESPECT for the VIRTUES and CHARACTER of our late ILLUSTRIOUS CHIEF, GEN. GEORGE WASHINGTON, who died December 14, 1799. The following Hymn and Ode were fung on the 9th of January, 1800, in the Old South Meeting-Houfe, in Bofton, before a numerous concourfe of Citizens. III. ODE TO CONTENT. NYMPH In the calm bofom of fome tranquil vale, Primrofe of life, fequefter'd art thou found; Or in the folitary mofs clad cell, Where fome religious hermit loves to dwell, "Mid high grown woods fecurely Or, far retir'd from Fashion's fplendid ftate, Where Health fits fmiling at the fhepherd's gate, Daughter of bliis! thou handmaid > pure of love, Where, unalloy'd by Paffion's tumults vile, Simplicity, a nymph unknown to guile, Comes, a fair guest, thy unbought fweets to prove. Oh! hither then direct my willing feet, To gain fecure thy happy lone retreat ; Queen of the placid fmile and tranquil brow! Thou, whom my weary hopes fo long have fought, From every action of whofe mind's pure thought, The even joys of temperate plea fure flow. IV. What tho' from grandeur's fun-gilt dome thou'rt driven, Still Innocence, the white-rob'd sprite of Heaven, Clofe in thy bofom holds her spot lefs throne; Whilst Peace, thy parent, lov'd Content, and guide, Join'd by each virtue's fainted form befide, Round' thy fair temples wreathes her olive crown. ODE TO SCIENCE. HALL, SCIENCE! whofe illumi- "Tis thine each bafer paffion to control, nating ray, Pervades the dreary gloom of mental night, Beams o'er the realms of thought ce Feftial light, And gives the world an intellectual day. Correct each foible, and the heart re Horfes raise water 'bove the sky; Chain pumps can drain the ocean dry; To burn, to flaughter, rape, and plun- Tractors are form'd with powers fo der; How York's brave duke in fad con dition Oft "finds it best to shift position;" How the bold Ruffian bear, Suwor ow, Meets 'fcapes than hair-breadth much more narrow; How Buonaparte all ills furvives, Outlives the whole cat race în lives, Flies to the Paris monsters' throne,→ Full proof that Satan helps his own,-Leaving his troops in rank and file To feed the venom'd worms of Nile; Be fung by Mufes' happier gallants, For we have neither time nor talents, To fing Columbia's praife be ours, She too demands our blaming powers. Here agriculture, god of wealth, Parent of freedom, virtue, health, Keeps all his tools by labour bright, And thro' the world extends delight. Feats of enchantment are difplay'd, By our mechanics' wondrous aid; Arch'd bridges o'er our rivers lic, Where birds before could hardly fly; Steelyards are made the fize to increafe Of oxen, turkies, pigs and geefe ; To nails are ground, iron, brass and fteel, As afily as corn to meal : clever, Enter the glorious lifts of fame, Far as the fpacious feas extend, First Truxton on the lift appears, To raise our hopes and calm our fears, To teach the French we can o'er match them, In battle, or in flight can catch them. What though fome things have not been clever, As Porcupine and yellow fever? This by cold weather has been fhaken, That by flow justice overtaken. Though Jacos on Virginia's ground, Thick as tobacco plants are found; Though faction's fons MaKean translate To Pennsylvania's chair of state; |