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With strained smile and tortur'd

That sparely throws the glance from high.
How impotent such efforts prove,
To warm the tender heart to love!
It scorns the gloss, and cold recoils
From such preposterous, wreathed wiles.
-O sweet Simplicity! what art
Can thee forego and catch the heart?
How vain the lifeleľs, flowery lays
Bedaub'd with cumbrous foreign phrase,
By foppith Fancy trimly wrought,
To hide her want of burning thought!

• Disdaining now thy precepts plain,
How ramblęs rude th' Hesperian strain,
That once, when owning thy control,
With simple note could inelt the soul !
Now rais'd aloud, with trilling pride,
Of pallion and expression void,
It drives with idle, mad career,
Grates harshness on the tingling ear.
How lost the artless powers of song,
Unknown fave woods and vales among !

• Yet oft, by Art's submissive aid,
Thy charms more pleasing are display'd;
When by thy rule, the works unknown,
Nor claims the merit as her own.
Thou, deck'd by her, art more admir'd
She pleases more, as more retir'd.
Thy manner speaks the noble mind:

And hollow Art, the little foul confin'd.' This Ode ends rather abruptly : and void and pride are bad rhymes. We would advise this young author, whose faults his age will in fome measure excuse, and which, therefore, we shall not point out, not to publish every thing which he writes; but, for the future, notwithstanding what a circle of flattering friends may fay, to remember that a few verses well-written, and carefully corrected, will give him more reputation than half a dozen such volumes as that which he has already produced. A Poetical Epifle from Petrarch to Laura. 4to. Is. Walter.

The author of this Epistle has rather imprudently taken upon him the name of Petrarch, one of the most elegant Italian writers; and, in consequence of so bold an attempt, has addressed his Laura in a ftyle very different from that which she had been to long used to from the pen of her enraptured poet. When a gentleman, instead of fculking in a domino at a masquerade, chuses to assume a character, he should always consider whether he has parts and genius to support it. That our poetical incognito could never be mistaken for Petrarch, will appear from

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the following lines, which we meet with in the beginning of the Epistle.

Say, lovely Laura, can my soul forget
Thy splendid form in this serene retreat ?
Can Reason's voice my ardent love restrain ?
Can Reason teach me that my love is vain ?
Not all the powers of absence can impart
Relief, or soothe to rest

my wounded heart:
Thy beauteous image haunts this still abode,
And sighs for Laura mix with prayers to God.

• Yet, why should I the glittering pile destroy
Of fond illusions which soul employ?
From memory's tablet raze the form divine,
Where winning grace and rigid virtue shine ?
No, in the deep recesses of my heart,
With joy I'll cherish each destructive dart ;
Recall each dear idea of my love,
And all the sweets of meditation prove.

• Within those walls where Clara’s virgin choir
With warbled strains the sacred flame inspire,
And each glad heart its thankful tribute pays
Of hymn, harmonious in its Maker's praise :
There (whilst I listen'd to the mattin lay,
That seem'd to gratulate the dawn of day)
I first beheld the source of each delight;
There first my Laura bless'd my ravish'd fight.
Wild, as a stag untam’d, I erst had rov'd,
And often thought, but never found I lov’d;
Desires compos'd each cold affection rear'd,
Whose gelid influence banish'd warm regard :
But every nerve, in that propitious hour,
Own'd in reality love's mighty power ;
That heart then felt the force of each bright charm,
Which long had baffled every soft alarm.
What keen emotions then awak'd my soul !
My eyes entranc'd alternate glances stole;
They now devour'd the beauteous smiles that grac'd
Each lovely feature :-now with rapture trac'd
The lines expressive of a softer sense,
And looks that beam'd with sweet benevolence.
The auburn tresses love had wove to warm,
With nature's shade adorn'd each glowing charm.
The violet form, in richest purple drest,
With pleafing luftre deck'd the verdant vest;
Whilst every elegance of air, betray'd

Celestial limbs in heavenly robes array'd.' In these lines the reader will be able to find very little resemblance of the render, pathetic, and ingenious Italian bard; as they are all


Seeble, languid, and miserably inferior to the great exemplar in diction, sentiment, and every requisite of true poetry: the idea of cherisbing a dart, and bafiling foft alarms, even borders on the burlesque and ridiculous; and the phrase which our author introduces of in reality, is certainly, to fay no worse of it, very unpoetical. We must beg leave also to observe, that this writer's rhymes are extremely incorrect and unwarrantable, as there is very little fimilarity of found in wild and fill'd, beam and flame, good and road, with many others, which seem as cross to each other, and to answer as unkindly, as Laura did to her faithful Petrarch. We should advise this gentleman therefore, who, in our opinion, has not enough in him either of the lover or the poet to pass for a Petrarch, to assume, at the next literary mar. querade, some character which will suit him better; and in which we heartily wish him more success. Poems, by the rev. Mr. Logan, one of the Ministers of Leith. 8vo.

25, 6d, Cadell. In these Poems, written by the ingenious Mr. Logan, there is a fine flow of numbers, and great command of language; the verse is, in general, very correct; and the sentiments and reflections much superior to what we generally meet with in love sonnets. The following lines, extracted from an Ode on the Death of a young Lady, are remarkably elegant and pathetic.

6 O from thy kindred early torn,
And to thy grave untimely borne !
Vanish'd for ever from my view,
Thou sister of my soul, adieu !
• Fair with my first ideas twin'd,
Thine image oft will meet


And, while remembrance brings thee near,
Affection fad will drop a tear,
$ How oft does sorrow bend the head,
Before we dwell


the dead!
Scarce in the years of manly prime,
I've often wept the wrecks of time,
! What tragic tears bedew the eye !
What deaths we suffer ere we die !
Our broken friendships we deplore,
And loves of youth that are no more !
• No after-friendship e’er can raise
Thendearinents of our early days ;
And ne'er the heart such fondness prove,

As when it first began to love.' This is the voice of nature, and the language of the heart. The Ode to Women has great merit. Our readers will be obliged to us for the two last stanzas ;, where the poet, after advising the ladies to truit to nature, and despise the fashionable allistance of art, thus illustrates his doctrine,

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• The midnight minstrel of the grave,
Who still rehews the hymn of love,

And woes the wood to hear ;
Knows not the sweetness of his strain,
Nor that, above the tuneful train,

He charms the lover's ear.
• The zone of Venus, heavenly.fine,
Is Nature's handy-work divine,

And not the web of art;
And they who wear it never know
To what enchanting charm they owe

The empire of the heart." The poem in this collection called the Lovers, is extremely well written, as well as the Tale which follows it; but they are both too long. The hymns at the end are, like all other hymns, dull and tiresome.- From the specimen, notwithstanding, which we have given of Mr. Logan's poetry, our readers will perceive that his Pegasus has fire and spirit ; and that when he comes hereafter to take longer journies, and mend his pace, he will make no inconsiderable figure in the regions of Parnassus.

N O V E L. The Revolution, a Novel, in four Volumes. Vol. I. Small Svo

25. 6d. Fielding We are informed by an advertisement, that the author of this production, who died in 1774, was a youth under eighteen; that he never had a classical education; and that at the time he composed this work, he earned his bread by hard labour. In such circumstances, it cannot be suprising, if he should not attain that fame, which, we are told, was the object of his ambition. He had, it seems, defigned the work on the plan of an epic poem, and had at first introduced machinery ; but afterwards altered those parts. The manuscript, it is said, would make four such volumes as the present; and the whole was completed in the space of eight or nine months. A work the production of so young a man, composed under fo great disadvantages, and deprived of his corrections, it would be hard to judge with any degree of severity. Suffice it to say, that the work discovers an invention far beyond what might be expected from the youth and situation of the author ; and which, if employed on a more interesting subject, under the judgment of maturer age, might have procured his name a monument among those who have been distinguished by genius,

M E DI CAL. An Account of a Method of preserving Water at Sea from Putrefaction, &c.

By Thomas Henry, F. R. S. 8νο. . Johnson

A method of preserving water free from putrefaction was fome years since proposed by the late Dr. Allton of Edinburgh. It



consisted in adding to each cask of water a quantity of lime, which by its antiseptic property produced the desired effect. To free the water, at the time of uting it, from the lime, Dr. Aliton proposed the precipitation of the latter, by adding a quantity of magnefia alba. The expence attending this process, how. ever, having prevented the doctor's proposal from being carried into execution, Mr. Henry has contrived a method of precipitating the lime by means of calcareous earth and the vitriolic acid, which may be afforded at a very trifling expence. He describes with great accuracy, as well as illustrates by plates, both the process and the vellels for conducting it ; subjoining Likewise a method of impregnating water in large quantities with fixed air, for the use of the sick on board of thips, and in hofpitals; besides a process for obtaining artificial yeast, Pyrmont water, and Seltzer water ; with the following method of preserving Mr. Bewly's julep.

- Diffolve three drams of foffil alkali in each quart of water, and throw in streams of fixed air, till the alkaline talle be des îtroyed, and the water have acquired an agreeable pungency, This julep should not be prepared in too large quantities; and should be kept in bottles very closely corked and sealed. Four ounces of it


be taken at a time, drinking a draught of lemonade, or water acidulated with vinegar, or weak spirit of vitriol, by which means the fixed air will be extricated in the stomach.

Mr. Henry has added a Poftfcript, containing an answer to such objections as may be made to the method of preserving water from putrefaction. The assiduity with which he has prosecuted the subject, deserves great commendation; and we should be extremely glad to find that his laudable efforts for preserving the health of our seamen, have been seconded by those who have the direction of the naval department. The Conductor and Containing Splints ; oo, a Description of Two

Instruments for the safer Conveyance and more perfect Cure of Fractured Legs. Third Edition. By Jonathan Wathen, F.R.S. 8vo.

Is. 6d. Cadelí. Some years ago, the author of this pamphlet, Mr. Wathen, published a description of two machines : one for carrying, and the other for the more easy cure of a fractured leg. In the present edition, he relates some improvements which he has made on his former invention. We are now also presented with the re. presentation of two new invented tourniquets ; constructed in luch a manner as to be easy of application, and capable of being intantly flackened, tightened, or removed at pleasure. The invention discovers mechanical ingenuity, and merits the attention of surgeons.


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