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door, fhe put the knotty end over, and then locked it, to fecure the girdle, at the other end of which she made a noose, put it about her neck, and dropping herself off a chair, accomplished her fatal purpose. She hung with her back to the door, and had hold of the key with one of her. hands. She bit her tongue through, and had a bruife on her forehead, fuppofed to have been occafioned by the breaking of a red girdle, on which she had tried the first experiment, and which was afterwards found in her pocket, with a noose upon it. The Coroner's inqueft being called, they returned their verdict non compos 'mentis. On the day after fhe was decently buried in the abbey church, by the fide of her brave old father, who happily did not live to weep over the misfortunes of his children.

In her window were found written the following lines:

O Death! thou pleafing end to human woe!
Thou cure for life! thou greateft good below!
Still may'ft thou fly the coward and the flave,
And thy foft flumbers only bless the brave.

Thus, by an act of felf-murder, or of madness, a young lady, in the 23d year of her age, in the full

poffeffion

poffeffion of perfonal charms, fenfibility, and virtue, loft her life, by an unhappy infatuation to a fashionable vice.

O cards! ye vain diverters of our woe!
Ye wafte of life! ye greatest curfe below!
May beauty never fall again your flave,
Nor
your delufion thus deftroy the brave.

ANECDOTE

OF FREDERICK THE GREAT,

LATE KING OF PRUSSIA.

N his laft illness, the King endured many reft

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lefs nights: it was his cuftom to converse with the fervant who fat up with him, by way of entertainment. He faid, one night, "I cannot enjoy the leaft repofe-do relate fomething to me."The poor fervant, an honeft young Pomeranian, was doubtlefs at a lofs how to amuse the King, wherefore he kindly furnished him with a subject, by afking, "From whence do you come?""From a little village in Lower Pomerania." "Are your parents living?" "An aged mother." "How does fhe maintain herself?" By fpinning." "How much does fhe gain daily by it?"

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"Sixpence." "But she cannot live well on that?" "In Pomerania it is cheap living." "Did you never fend her any thing?" "O yes! I have fent her at different times a few dollars." "That was bravely done, you are a good boy. You have a deal of trouble with me-have patienceI fhall endeavour to lay fomething by for you, you behave well." Thus the conversation ended. A few nights after, it being again the Pomeranian's turn to fit up with the King. he called him to his bed-fide, and said, "Look in that window, and you will find fomething which I have laid by for you." The lad feeing many pieces of gold, was doubtful whether to take them all: at laft he went to the King, with two in his hand, and faid, "Am I to have these?" "Yes," replied the good monarch, "all of them, and your mother has received fome likewife." The boy on enquiry heard, to his great joy and furprize, fhe had 100 rix dollars fettled on her for life.

THE

THE IGNORANCE OF MAN,

WITH REGARD TO THE GENERAL LAWS

OF THE UNIVERSE,

A Reafon why he fhould be contented with his prefent State.

AY firft, of God above, or man below,

SAY

What can we reason, but from what we know!

Of man, what fee we but his station here,
From which to reason, or to which refer?
Thro' worlds unnumber'd, tho' the God be known,
'Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
He, who thro' vaft immenfity can pierce,
See worlds on worlds compofe one universe,
Obferve how system into system runs,
What other planets circle other funs,
What varied being peoples ev'ry ftar,

May tell why Heav'n has made us as we are.
But of this frame, the bearings and the ties,
The strong connexions, nice dependencies,
Gradations juft, has thy pervading foul
Look'd through? or can a part contain the whole?

Is the great chain, that draws all to agree, And drawn fupports, upheld by God, or thee?

Prefumptuous

Prefumptuous man! the reason would'ft thou find, Why form'd fo weak, fo little, and fo blind? First, if thou can'ft, the harder reason guess, Why form'd no weaker, blinder, and no less? Afk of thy mother earth, why oaks are made Taller and ftronger than the weeds they fhade? Or afk of yonder argent fields above, Why Jove's fatellites are lefs than Jove?

Of fyftems poffible, if 'tis confeft That wifdom infinite muft form the beft, Where all muft full or not coherent be, And all that rifes, rife in due degree; Then, in the fcale of reas'ning life, 'tis plain, There must be, fomewhere, fuch a rank as man: And all the question (wrangle e'er fo long) Is only this, if God has plac'd him wrong?

Respecting man, whatever wrong we call,
May, must be right, as relative to all.
In human works, tho' labour'd on with pain,
A thousand movements fcarce one purpose gain:
In God's, one fingle can its end produce;
Yet ferves to fecond too fome other use.

So man, who here feems principal alone,
Perhaps acts fecond to fome sphere unknown,
Touches fome wheel, or verges to some goal;
'Tis but a part we fee, and not a whole.

When

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