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'has done something of which he is unwilling to may have made us weak, we want the power 'be thought the author. Criminals frequently or the courage to be otherwise; but our weak'declare their accomplices. Contidants sometimes nesses are voluntary, we will not resist them. A discover the secrets with which they have been weak man cortinues so all his life: but the weak
entrusted. Truth often manifests itself in de. nesses of youth seldom adhere to 'd age. fiance of the efforts which are made to suppress Acquirement, ucquisition, attainirent.These it. Confessors have been known to reveal the words agree in expressing something which has confessions of their penitents. We should be been obtained either by chance or laboor; but in careful to liave no witnesses of that which we precise language they are appropriate to different are afraid to have disclosed.
objects. Thus wesay, the acquireinents of study, Ability, capacity. These words, though often the acquisitions of fortune, the attainments of 'eunfounded, in writing and discourse, are signi- morality. 'ficant of two different powers of the mind. Abi Malice, maliynity. These words are synonylity, is the power which enables us to act, capa mous in expressing an evil quality of the mind, city, that which enables us to receive. The their difference is marked by the object at which former may be strong or weak; the latter exten- they čim. Malice seeks less to injure than to sive or contracted, shallow or profound. We give pain. Malignity delights in traducing chamay perceive a great disparity in the capacity of racters and subverting happiness. Malice is cun. girls at school, but it is not till they become ring in devising ways to mortify its object. women that we can form a proper estimate of Malignity, more deep, more skilled in dissimula. their abilities,
tion, is active in projecting measures to ruin it. To pray, to supplicatę.--To pray any une to Malice attacks the vanity, malignity the happi. accord us what we ask, does not mark a desireness; and while the former seeks but to damp so lively, or a want so urgent, as to supplicate. enjoyment, the latter aims at annihilating it. We pray a friend to render us any triting service; Malice, however, when it has long operated in we supplicate the King, or some one in authority, the mind, loses erery hour something of what tu redress our wrongs.
distinguished it from its sister vice, and imper. Il'eak, weaknese.- A man of good understand. ceptibly advances towards conversion into malige ing may have weaknesses, a man without any nity. understanding is weak. Nature or education
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As for arms, or coat-armours, they are so Thirdly, arms are made up of 'figures and called because they are generally borne on arms, tinctures, or colours, fixed, limited, and deteron the shield or buckler, on the coat of arms, in mined; which also distinguish them from symbanners aud persons; and because it is princi- | bols, hieroglyphics, emblems, and devices; and pally in war and tournaments (which are feats of herein, properly, consists the very essence of the arms), that they had their first rise.
heraldic science, The definition we have given of arms is made Fourthly, It cannot be denied, that arms were up of several branches, which shall be briefly at first taken up according to the fancy of the explained.
bearers. In the first place, arms are marks of honour, But then, in the fifth place, since blazonry was that is, of nobility, or gentility and virtue; be- | methodically settled and confined within rules, cause they must owe their origin either to milia arms have either been granted or confirmed by tary valour, consummate ability and prudence in Sovereign Princes; that is, when Princes ennothe management of public affairs, or to some bled private persons, as a reward of their bravery eminent quality
or virtue, they either bestowed upon them arms, Secondly, arms are hereditary, and descend if they had none before, or preserved and con. from father to son, down to the remotest pos-firmed to them, with some alteration and additerity, which distinguish them from symbolical tion, those they already had. By these means, fgures, formerly bornic by ancient heroes, gene in the sixth place, arins are become the true Pals of armies, and soldiers ; and which, as we marks of nobility, or gentility; because, in all have said before, were only either national or per civilized nations, thu Sovereign is the fountain of sunal distinctions.
Princes having wisely considered, that the these inform us how the bearer of each is de. Illustrating those who had performed signal ser. scended from the same family; they also denote vices to the state, either in peace or in war, was the subordinate degrees in each house from the e powerful incentive to others to imitate them, criginal ancestor, viz. first house, for the heir, or rewarded the merit of the first be distinctions of first son, the label; second son, the crescent; honour, and at the same time restrained the wan third son, the mullet; fourth son, the marilet; ton and unlimited use of arms. Heralds having, || fifth son, the annulet; sixth son, the fleura in all ages, as I have shewn before, had the su de-lis. perintendancy over all matters of honour, nobi Second house.—The crescent, with the label lity, and chivalry; the framing of the rules on it, for the first son of the second son; the or laws of blazonry, and of regulations for crescent on the crescent for the second son of the bearing of coat-armours, was committed to their second son of the first house, &c. By the tinccare, in order to preserve them to those that had tures or coloure is meant that variety of hue of a just uitle to them, and to take them from those arms common both to shields and their charges : who wrongfully assumed them. But, notwith the colours generally used, are red, blue, sable, standing these precautions, many abuses have vert, purpure, yellow, and white, ternied or and been, and still are, committed and connived at, argent, are metals. These colours are reprein this matter, in all nations.-Lastly, arms serve sented, in engravings, by dots and lines, as repréto distinguish not only private families, but also sented in Debrett's Peerage. Or is expressed, as states, empires, kingdoms, provinces, cities, com above, by dots; argent, is plain; gules, by permunities, companies, societies, and dignities, ec pendicular lines; azure, by horizontal lines; clesiastical, civil, and military; for which reason, i sable, by perpendicular and horizontal lines crossthey are divided into several species.
ing each other; vert, by diagonal lines from the To complete this concise system of heraldry, dexter chief to the sinister base point. it is necessary to explain the numerous terms
Furs are of different kinds, and represent the ' made use of in the science, as now setiled and hairy skins of certain animals, prepared for the determined. We will begin with the points of linings of robes of state, and anciently shields the escutcheon,
were covered with furred skins: they are used in These points, by armourists, are used to de coats of arms, viz, ermine, black spots on a termine exactly the position of the bearings they white field ; ermines, is a field black with white are charged with, and the knowledge of these spots; erminuis, is a field gold with black spots ; points ought to be well observed; for the same vair, is white and blue, represented by figures of figure, in the same tincture, borne in different small escutcheons arranged in a line, so that the
Potent points of the escutcheon, renders those bearings base argent is opposite to the base azure, as so many different arms; for it must be ob counter--potent, is a field covered with figures, served, that the use of these points is to mark | like crutch-heads, as in Debrett's plates. the difference of coats exactly; for example, arms having a lion in chief differs from one hav.
[To be continued.] ing a lion in base. Next, distinctions of houses,
ALL THE TALENTS!
And pict'ring, like a cloud at close of day,
Fantastic features never at a stay :
The short-liv'd lip and evanescent nose;
Where on his throne at Ammon as we stare, POLYPUS, Health 10 the King! the more I
He turns a monkey and his throne a bear, think, I give
To grasp this Proteus, were to curk in jars, This heart-felt utt'rance-May our Monarch live!
The Aeeting rainbows and the falling stars. SCRIBLERUS. Now long live Sh-r-d-n!
Now calm he lives and careless to be great; nobler soul
Now deep in plots and blust'ring in debale. Hear'n never form'd since worlds began to roll.
Now drinking, rhiming, dicing, pass his day, Polypus. Fix'd thoughts on Sh-r-d-n 'tis vain And now he plans a peace, and now a play. to seek,
The magic wand of eloquence assumes, Who from himself is varying every week; Or sweeps up jests and brandishes hià brooms ;
A giant sputt'ring pappy from the spoon,
SCRIBLERUS. Cou'd Wh-tbr.d catch a spark A mighty trifler and a sage buffoon.
of Wondh-m's fire With too inuch wit to harbour common sense ;
Polypus. To deeds more dang'rous Whibr-d With too much spirit ev'n to spare expence;
might aspire. To tradesman, Jockey, porter, Jack and Jill,
But as it stands, our Brewer has not Nous, He pays his court-but never piys his bill.
To lead the mob, or to mislead the House. By fatful turns in sense and foily sunk,
See how the happy soul himself admires ! Divinely eloquent or beastly drunk,
A hazy vapour thro’ his head expires; A splendid wreck of talents misapply'd,
His curls ambrosial, hop and poppy shade, By sloth he loses what he gains by pride.
Fit emblems of his talent and his trade. Him mean, great, silly, wise, alike we call;
Slow, yet not cautious; cunning yet not wise; The pride, the shame, the boast, the scorn of all!
We hate him first, then pity, then despise. SCRIBLERUS. Well, W-ndh-m, sure, un up
The plodding dunce, a simular of wit, right aims is bent.
Lays up his store of repartee and bit;
His brain bedeck'd with many a nice conceit, POLYPUS. So upright, that they hit him in
As bills of Op'ra hang on butcher's meat. descent.
The pains he takes to seem a wit, forgive. O that the King wou'd dub him but a Lord,
It is the Dunce's sad perogative. To sit like S dm-th, silent in reward!
For fit is he th' affairs of state to move, For, spite of all his efforts and our pray’rs,
As Qy, who lisps his toothless love. Heav'n never meant the man for state affairs.
Puft with the Pride that loves her name in print, Plan-mad, and ain'rous of th' unfruitful moon,
And knock kneed Vanity with inward squint; Give W-ndh-m Wilkins' wings-an air-balloon; Laboriuus, heavy, slow, to catch a cause, Let him blow bubbles (Newton did the same),
Bills at long sight upon his wits he draws, Or, like bland Darwin, winds and seasons taine;
And with a solemn smariness in his niien,
Lights up his eyes and offers in look keen.
Upon seeing a beautiful Infant sleeping on the Then turns about, and presto-whip-'tis gone!
busom of its Mother. Plan after plan the sad enthusiast inoves,
Upon its native pillow dear, The patient House winks, smiles, and disap
The little slumb'rer finds repose, proves.
His fragrant breath eludes the ear, In ill-pair'd tropes our Secretary talks;
As zephyr passing o'er a rose. Mud and the milky way alike he walks ;
Yet soon from that pure spot of rest, And fondly copying democratic aims,
Love's litile throne ! shall you be torn ; "Twixt high and low poetic barns proclaims; Time hovers o'er thy downy rest, Now peas and pearls upon one chain compels;
To crown thy ruby brow with thorn.
Oh! thoughtless! couldst thou now but see The brittle temper of his mental dross.
On what a world thou soon must move, Thus Irish Doyle, loquacious as a nurse,
Or taste the cup prepar'd for thee Tells ten bad stories to bring round a worse;
Of grief, lost hopes, or widow'd love. His studied jests from merry Ahiller draws,
Ne'er from that breast thood'st raise thine head, Entraps a laugh and poaches for applause.
But thou would'st breathe to heav'n a pray's
And in a kiss to perish there.
Ah! think, if June's delicious rays
The eye of sorrow can illume, Thro the dark night to find the day he gropes; Or wild December's beamless days He thinks in theories, and talks in tropes.
Can fling o'er all a transient gloom :
Ah! think, if skies, obscure or bright,
Can thus depress or cheer the mind; Ah! think, 'midit clouds of ulter night,
What mournful moments wait the Blind. And who shall tell his cause for woe,
To love the wise he ne'er shall see; To be a sire, and not to know
The silent babe that climbs his knee; To have his feeling daily torn,
With pain, the passing meal to find; To live distressed, and die forlorn, .
Are ills that oft await the Blind. When to the breezy uplands led,
At noon, or blushing eve, or morn, He hears the red-breast o'er his heart,
While round him breathes the scented thorn; But oh! instead of Nature's face,
Hills, dales, and woods, and streams combin'd; Instead of tints, and forms, and grace,
Night's blackest mantle shrouds the Blind. If rosy youth, bereft of sight,
'Midst countless thousands, pines unblest, As the gay flower withdrawn from light,
Bows to the earth where all must rest; Ah! think, when life's declining hours
To chilling penury are consignd, And pain has palsied all his powers,
Ah! think what woes await the Blind !
Where are seen both the colour and hope of the
skies, And reclin’d on thy bosom the world away fies,
There happiness triumphs and trembles. Then his day-beams of fire, Sol from Cancer may
dart; Not less ardent the Sunmer that reigns in this
heart, And this uuth pray Clarinda rememb? If we'd husband the bliss from our Summer that
sireams, Recollect we can only have sunshine by gleams, And then, though less ardent, still brilliant the
beams That shall shine on our age of Deceniber.
SONG. From Mr. Carey's Arnatory Poems, just published. When Colin first spoke of his amorous smart,
And told me that kissing could cure, And hugg'done, and called me the girl of his heart, Why, I thought he was joking, for sure, for sure,
I thought he was joking, for sure. When he woo'd me with sighs to consent to his
bliss, Where the pink and the jasmine allure, I thought; lo myself, while he stole a soft kiss, Was it that that he wanted, for sure, for sure ?
Was it that that he wanted; for sure? When with tears, at my feet, for compassion he
pray'd, His anguish I could not endure; Yet I laugh'd at the comical figure he made, And crierl, “You are joking, for sure, for sure!'
And cried, 'You are joking, for sure !! But, oh! when he found that I pitied his case,
And needs in ust consent to his cure; He lock'd me so fast in a tender embrace, That I thought I was dying, for sure, for sure;
I thought I was dying, for sure.
To me, sweet Clarinda, delightful and dear Were the home grac'd by thee, though unlovely
and drear The prospects that hemın'd in the dwelling; Though Winter approach with his mantle of
snows, And cold is the north wind around us that blows, Yet glad is the heart, with thy presence that
glows, And that love's warmest impulse is swelling, Though vagrant my mind when Clarinda's away, And these eyes when thou'rt absent in idleness
stray, Deem me not of the infidel number: Love shall pilot each wandering fancy to rest, And 'mid night's drearest solitude'steal to thy
breast; And these eyes, which not bent on Clarinda, not
blest, Seal soft in a heaven of slumber. The pleasure in dreaming of thee can surpass The frail fair's pleading charms, and the friend
toasting glass, 'Mid the jollity Bacchus assembles ; But when present, love reads its reward in those
On Inhing's smooth and verdant plains,
A Bard, infirm and poor, Pathetic tun'd his warbling harpis
Alas! to tune no more! “ Flow on thou sweet and purling stream
"Some future bard may stray
“ And pour the mournful lay.
“ The tuneful harp 10 play; " And oft the echo, surtow's note,
“ On Zephyrs bore away.
“ Misfortune's sons are ev'ry where
" Dispers'd in ev'ry clime; “ And peri’ry's offspring hills the earth,
“ Attendants on the Nine. “ These often pierc’d my youthful heart
“ With sad affliction's throe; « And cheerless press'd my weary thoughts
“ Beneath a weight of woe. “ Now steal away ye trembling notes !
" And glide in melting strains : “ The sun of life is setting fast
“A feeble ray remains. “ Farewell ye gay and pleasant scenes,
“ Farewell thou murm'ring wave, " Adieu ye bonny daisies white,
“ I hasten to the grave!” Reclin'd upon the dewy grass,
His arms asunder spread;
Among the silent dead.
TO ELIZA. Ler lighter bards in sportive numbers play, Weave the gay wreath, and join the choral lay; Round Pleasure's altar fading chaplets twine, And deck their temples with the madd’ning vine; My chaster Muse selects for Fancy's dream, A dearer object, and a worthier theme. For thee, Eliza, mistress of my soul, The artless lines, untaught, spontaneous roll; For thee, that yet in mein'ry's pious lay, Its long forgotten vows my soul may pay. Oh ! form'd to please (if Beauty's self can please), Oh! fraught with candour, elegance, and ease! If yet thy breast its pristine warmth retain, If yet thy footsteps tread my native plain; Oh! while thy friend, thy more than lover strays, Remote from thee, in folly's dubious maze: Shall not rensembrance, to his wounded heart, Her balms disperse, her magic art impart? Oh! while the scoff, the proud contemptuous
sneer, Distress his feelings and assail his ear ; While bigot pride, the friend of schoolmen hoar, And ignorance attack with harb'rous lore; Oh! say, my fairest, shall not hope display Her orient star to cheer my weary way, My soul revolts, it sickens at the sight, And turns to other realms its hasty flight: To thee it turns, now more than doubly dear; Thy voice shall soothe me, and thy smile shall
cheer; For yet, methinks I see, with pleasure warm, Thy face benignant, thy enchanting form. And oft as mem'ry charms the tedious hour, Oft as fair hope exerts her genial pow'r, Once more I strike with renovated fire, Obedient to thy call, the patriot lyre. That lyre so long at careless distance flung, Its notes forgotten, and its chords unstrung, With songs of other times again shall cheer, Though far from thee, its master's raptar'd ear; Once more in Cambria's vales, unheard so long, The hayad blythe shall hail the plaintive song.
INSCRIPTION FOR A SUMMER-HOUSE. In this sequester'd calm, 'tis sweet
To hear the sky-lark's earliest song, The purple light of morn to greet,
These dewy paths of health among; To mark the slanting sun-beams gleam
On groves and hamlets, spires and trees; Dimly to trace the winding stream,
And catch the music of the breeze.
The sick’ning herds to shelter fly,
A shade congenial shall supply.
Dead silence holds her awful reign, When the red beam of ev'ning light
Slumbers upon the peaceful plain; Or when the wether's tinkling bell
Swells on the ear, from distance borne, The owl sails by, and through the dell
The beetle winds his tuneful horn. Sounds such as these inspire the soul
With rapturous visions, soft and fair, The woe fraught scenes of life control,
And so the the anguish of despair, Oh oft may Spring renew
These scenes thy presence makes so dear! Autumn oft steep thy flowers in dew,
And Summer love to linger here. Though Winter frown, 'tis but a day
'Till laughing Spring resume her reign, So joys and griefs our bosoms sway,
And heartfelt pleasures banish paip.''
But welcome Worth, Friendship, and Lore! Let grey-beards and fools dread 10-merrow,
We then ev'ry torment may prove : To-day let us push round the glasses,
That quench every spark of keen woe;
To them ev'ry pleasure we uwe.
Are mingid with troubles and fears,
Long, long may we push round, &c.