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Then take him not to where the gay refort,

Where mirth and pleafure hold their feftive

court;

For he no more will join the giddy throng,
In dance, in laughter, revelry, or fong:
And ah! though mufic fooths the mind,
forbear,

Heedlefs, to found the well-known plain-
tive air;

For that with magic power will quickly
raife,

Full many a scene of far, far happier days.
How, now devoted, must the fuff 'rer mourn,
Thofe days, now paft, and never to return.
But far remov'd from healthful folly's noife,
If fome lov'd friend fhall read, with footh-
ing voice,

The pleafing poem, or eventful tale,
Truft one experienc'd, that ne'er fails a-
while,

The lingering hours of fickness to beguile.

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(1) YE

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TO MY CHILDREN

plains, where three-fold harvests prefs the ground,

Ye climes, where genial gales inceffant

fwell,

Where art and nature shed profufely round
Their rival wonders-Italy, farewell.

Still may thy year in furest splendour shine!

Its icy darts in vain may Winter throw! (2) To thee, a parent, fifter, I confign,

And wing'd with health, I woo thy gales to blow.

(3) Yet pleas'd, Helvetia's rugged brows I fee,

And through their craggy steeps delighted roam;

Pleas'd with a people, honeft, brave, and free,

While every step conducts me nearer

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(1) We quitted Italy in August 1793, and passed into Swifferland over the mountain of St Gothard.-The third crop of corn was already standing in Lombardy.

(2) We left Lady Spencer and lady Belsborough at the baths of Lucca, intending to país the winter at Naples.

(3) The contrast between Swifferland and the Milanefe appeared very ftriking. The Milanefe were infefted with a band of robbers that caufed us fome alarm, and obliged us to ufe fome precautions; but from the moment we entered the mountains of Swifferland, we travelled without fear, and felt perfectly fecure. Death is the punishment of robbery; this punishment, however, very rarely occurs; at Laufanne there had been but one execution in filteen years.

(4) On the 9th we embarked upon the Laggo Maggiore, at the little town of Sifto, Situate where the Tefmo runs out of the lake. In the courfe of two days navigation we particularly admired the ftriking and coloffal statue of St Charles Boromeo (with its pedeftal 100 feet from the ground.) The beautiful Boromean iflands, and the shores of the lake, are interfperfed with towns and woods, and crowned with a diftant view of the Alps. On the evening of the 10th we landed at Magadino, one of the three Cifalpine bailiages belonging to Swifferland; and as the air was too noxious for us to venture to fleep there, we fent our horfes to conduct us to Belinzona, a pretty town in the midst of high mountains, under the jurifdiction of three of the Swifs cantons, Switz, Underwald, and Uri. From hence (after having prepared horses, chairs, and guides, and having our carriagees

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On the rude mountain's barren breast he His humble board the holy man prepares, rofe,

In Po's broad wave now hurries to be loft.

His fhores, neat huts and verdant pastures fill,

And hills, where woods of pine the form
defy;

While fcorning vegetation, higher fill,
Rife the bare rocks coeval with the sky.
Upon his banks, a favour'd spot I found,
Where fhade and beauty tempted to re-
pofe;

Within a grove, by mountains circled round,
By rocks o'erhung, my ruftic feat I chose.
Advancing thence, by gentle pace and flow,
Unconscious of the way my footsteps
preft,

Sudden, fupported by the hills below,

(5) St Gothard's funimit rofe above the

reft.

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And fimple food, and wholefome lore

bestows,

Extols the treasures that his mountain bears,

And paints the perils of impending fnows.

For while bleak Winter numbs with chilling hand

(7) Where frequent croffes mark the traveller's fate

In flow preceffion moves the merchant band,

And filent bends, where tott'ring ruins

wait.

Yet mid thofe ridges, 'mid that drifted fnow,

Can Nature deign her wonders to dif

play;

Here Adularia fhines with vivid glow;
And gems of chrystal sparkle to the day.
Here too, the hoary mountain's brow to

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carriages taken in pieces) we fet out in the evening of the 12th to enter the mountain, and afcended gradually by a road which nearly followed the course of the Tefino.-The 'Tefino takes its rife not far from the fummit of St Gothard, and joins the Po near Pavia. (5) St Gothard itself arifes from the top of feveral other high mountains. Some have given 17,800 feet of perpendicular height from the level of the fea; but general Plyffer, who completed the celebrated model of that part of Swifferland furrounding Lucerne, makes it only 9075 feet above the Mediterranean.

(6) There is a fmall convent at the top of the mountain, where two monks refide: and who are obliged to receive and entertain the poor traveller that paffes this way. Padre Lorenzo had lived there for 20 years, and feemed a fenfible and benevolent man. They have a large diary and make excellent cheese; five fmall lakes, which are at the top of the mountain fupply them with fifh. The monks are capuchins, and belong to a convent at Milan.

(7) When any lives have been loft by the falls of fnow, a small cross is erected.

(8) The Reufs unites with the Aar, beyond the lake of Constance, and with them falls into the Rhine.

(9) The Rhine, the Rhone, the Aar, the Tefino, and the Reufs, all rife in the mountain of St Gothard.

(10) The valley of Urfera is celebrated for its fertility and verdure, and the placid

manner.

Fair runs the ftreamlet o'er the pafture green,

Its margin gay, with flocks and cattle fpread; Embowering trees the peaceful village fcreen,

And guard from fnow each dwelling's jutting shed.

Sweet vale! whose bofom, waftes and cliffs furround,

Let me awhile thy friendly fhelter share, Emblem of life! where fome bright hours are found

Amid the darkest, dreariest years of care.

Delv'd thro' the rock, the facred paffage bends;

And beauteous horror strikes the dazzled fight;

Beneath the pendent bridge the stream defcends,

Calm- 'till it rumables o'er the frowning

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Here rocks and woods its narrow waves inclofe,

And there its fpreading bofom opens ide.

And hail the chapel! hail the platform wild!

Where Tell directed the avenging dart, With well-ftrung arm, that first preferv'd his child,

Then wing'd the arrow to the tyrant's heart.

Across the lake, and deep embower'd in wood,

Behold another hallow'd chapel stands, Where three Swifs heroes lawlets force withstood,

And ftamp'd the freedom of their native
land.

Their liberty requir'd no rites uncouth,
No blood demanded, and no flaves en-

chain'd;

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manner in which the Reufs runs through it. It was formerly woody, but the peafants believe that their forefts were deftroyed by a magician. The green pastures and placid appearance of the valley form a beautiful contraft with the rocks and precipices which furround it.

(11) The circumstance alluded to pleafed me very much, though I faw it not in St Gothard, but in the mountains of Bern. At evening, a flock of goats returned to the market-place of the little town of Interlacken; immediately cach goat went to its peculiar cottage, the children of which came out to welcome and carefs their little comrade. The Rems des Vaches, fung by the Swifs cowherds, is a fimple melody, intermixed with the cry which they ufe to call the cows together.

(12) The domeftic fociety and fimple gaiety of moft parts of Swifferland, exift in fpite of the inroads of ftrangers; indeed it feems impoffible not to feck rather to join in their happy amufements than to wish to introduce the diffipation of other countrics among them

Hope of my life! dear Children of my heart!

That anxious heart to each fond feeling true,

To You ftill pants each pleafure to impart, And more--oh transport--reach its Home and You.

ADVICE TO THE LADIES OF GLASGOW.

From Mr Hamilton Paul's Epifties, &c.

HE finer tasks, the gayer arts of life, Adorn the maid, and ornament the wife.

When sprightly choirs in pleafure's train advance,

Graceful evolve, and thrid the mazy dance, In fair battalions march, wheel, halt, retreat,

And, true to music, guide their num'rous feet:

What eye delights not 'mid the throng to

trace

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In unifon with the piano's note; Or, to drive tumult from my bosom far, With tripping finger, wake the mild guitar; Or, by the organ's fadly pleafing tone, Bid lighter wishes from my heart be gone: The harp I blame Kot, nor contemn the lute, But let no fair one lip the breathing flute, For this destroys all fymmetry of face, Inflates the cheek, and exiles ev'ry grace. Let fuch purfuits engage a vacant hour, But not too widely spread their witching pow'r;

For fome have cenfur'd the accomplish'd belle

Becaufe fhe danc'd, and fung, and play'd too well.

Has heav'n endow'd you with a pain

ter's eye,

And fkilful hand, the pencil's art to try? Then may you fketch the happy rural fcene,

When loofe-rob'd Summer all her beauty yields,

And flow'rs unnumber'd deck the varied fields,

Then may you to the velvet lawn repair, While early zephyrs curl your waving hair; From flow'r to flow'r, with fweet delufion ftray,

Their petals, anthers, styles, and cups, furvey;

Their claffes, orders, and their names, explore,

And draw new pleasure from botanic lore. Some nymphs with cats, with lap-dogs others play,

One likes the parrot, one the forgfter gay; To rear the poultry is the care of these, And those the dairy's richer products please. Be yours, with thirst of knowledge lefs confin'd,

From nature's various fprings to store the mind;

To learn what beasts in torrid deferts prowl, Or 'mid the ar&ic frigid regions howl; What runeless birds their gorgeous plumes difplay;

What warbling tribes, lefs gaudy, cheer the day;

What fishes sport amid the boundless main ; What noxious ferpents fill the hated plaîn : Then will you learn your native land to prize,

Nor ever figh for lefs inclement fkies.

And, Ladies, moralize on all you fee.
Let phyfics next your meditation be

ror near,

As ev'ry planet, in a cloudlefs night,
Distributes one unfully'd blaze of light,
Yet, brought by Herfchel's wond'rous mir-
Its faults and beauties undifguis'd appear:
So characters, contemplated from far,
Appear unípotted as the evening ftar;
But when acquaintance our inquiry aids,
The features magnify, the luftre fades,
And reafon's telescope difcovers foon
Spots in the Sun, and marfhes in the Moon,
As infects, by the microscope defcry'd,
Enlarg'd appear,
and fprawlin glitt'ring

pride,

So riches can ideal greatnefs bring,
And add importance to a little thing;
Can give expansion to life's narrow span,
And elevate a reptile to a man.

The magic lantern, in a dextrous hand, Performs more wonders than a wizzard's wand,

And can the foul, like fuperftition, blind,

The thatch-roof'd cot 'mid the wood-fkirt- That magic lantern of the human mind.

ed green;

Or midnight landfcape, while the moon's pale beam

Half lights the tow'r, and glitters on the fream.

A love fick damfel long had figh'd in
vain;

When all her çares could no relief obtain,
At midnight hour, fhe, undifcover'd, crept
Into the chamber where her darling flept;

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Clofe to the bed the, trembling, took her ftand.

Hope in her breast, the lantern in her hand;
And on the wall difplay'd an angel face,
A Gabriel friendly to the human race;
And wak'd the youth with her feraphic
tongue,

While like a heav'n-fent meffenger fhe fung: "Thrice happy mortal! To the church re"pair,

"And wed Eliza, innocent and fair; "Nor, impious, dare reject the bleffing "giv'n,

"A fpotiefs wife, the choiceft gift of "heav'n."

Warn'd by the vifion, to the church he
hied,

And, ali obedient, made the maid a bride.
The magnet to the Pole-Star ever true
Is emblematic of mankind and you;
For thus, O woman! thy myfterious art,
With foft attraction draws the lover's heart;
His ardent foul, unerring, tends to thee,
Whether to diftant lands he banish'd be,
Or on the fwelling billow tofs'd afar,
The magnet he, and thou the Polar Star.
Have you not witnefs'd, with delighted

eye,

The bright Aurora fhoot across the sky? Now here, now there, with rapid motion dance,

Or, swift as thought, through th' empyrean glance?

So, when glad tidings thro' the country fly, Flutters each heart, and fparkles ev'ry eye; Touch'd by th' el.ctric, ev'ry pulle beats higher,

And each to each communicates the fire.

You too have feen (the fcene fo lately gay Sadden'd by ftorms which hid the face of day)

The forky lightning flash athwart the cloud, And heard the thunder bellow long and loud,

While ev'ry befom felt a nameless dread Left the next bolt fhould mark them with the dead.

Thus evil tidings, in their quick career, Chill ev'ry breaft, and fmite each heart with

fear;

Thus Eli fell, at news of Ifrael's woe,
Unfit to bear the triumph of the foe.

No more to novels yield the vanquish'd
heart,

Nor murmur from a darling voice to part;
That ignis fatuus, whofe delufive ray
Dazzles to blind, and guides you to betray:
But turn your eyes to the hiftoric page,
And view the traits of ev'ry former age;
Learn, how amid the theatre of life
Strife follows peace, and peace fucceeds to
ftrife;

Kings, princes, nobles, from their grandeur hurl'd,

Nor draw the fcorn and pity of the world;

Now, fo capricious is the will of fate, Regain their honours, and refume their state The fhifting feen'ry gets a diff'rent name, The puppets change, the ftage is still the fame.

But, O forbid! the gaieties of youth Should e'er feduce you from the paths of truth!

Sweet is the mildly modeft maiden grace,
The angel form, the fafcinating face,
The voice befpeaking an accomplish'd mind,
The loving befom, and the tafte refin'd;
Yet thefe are but the gaily broider'd stole,
The tinfel drefs, the varnish of the foul:
If once fair virrue from your bofoms fly,
In vain you roll the luftre-darting eye,
In vain you braid your feft ambrosial hair;
Where goodness dwells not, beauty is not

there.

Long had religion, injur'd heav'nly maid, Wail'd unconfol'd, 'mid fuperftition's fhade, When reafon, with his foul-enliv'ning ray, Explor'd the gloom, and brought her into day;

Thro' diff'rent clines he led the meek-ey'd fair,

Her ftar-like beauty beaming ev'ry where; The nations bow'd, adoring as fhe pafs'd, And fea-girt Albion welcom'd her at laft: Albion! where wealth has rear'd her golden dome,

Where exil'd virtue ever finds a home; Where kindred breafts with gen'rous ar dour glow,

And native pity melts at foreign woe.

O! kindly cherish, in your friendly fhades Ye Anglian nymphs, ye Caledonian maids, The lovely guest; for, trust me, she alone Will prove your friend when other friends are gone.

Too true it is, whole legions are combin'd To taint the virgin beauty of your mind, With hellish aim t' affaffinate the foul, And urge you on to fin without controul.

Does e'er reflection in your minds create A fad foreboding of a future ftate? They laugh to fcorn, and bid you ceafe to weep,

Your lot is only-everlafting fleep.

Blafphemous babbler! Atheift! tell me why Were mortals form'd to gaze the starry sky? Why was the with of endless being giv'n? The dread of hell, or the defire of heav'n? Why mingle hope and fear in our pursuits? Or, why were men made wifer than the brutes?

Since all the fruit their wisdom can obtain Is but a keener fentiment of pain?

Low in the duft when blooming youth

is laid,

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