Inow and then would sweep the lyre, Fond boy! take, take thyself away, 'Tis strange that folks should still be (Methinks 'twould shew a deal more sense, To give him store of jingling pence.) Well, poverty is your undoer, To starve a genius-I've no notion, To be continued. POLLIO, For the Emerald. SYMPATHY. CHILD of virtue and compassion, Let pellucid drops of pity, Let thy honours be admired, prove; For the Emerald. SONG. ORVILLE. For the Emerald, SONG. FROM her soft nest the plover, tries Now here she sings, now there she flies, By her deceptions art, Then soon she sees her love appear, And hails in liquid notes sincere, Her constant mate's return. To him, with pleasure speaking eyes, For the Emerald. SONG. DRIVE the tyrant Discord hence, All the herd of busy fools. From the fount of love and joy." Proving to the sons of strife, Mirth's the business of our life. For the Emerald. SONNET. O THOU! from whom in many a varied ray Celestial Virtue condescends to shoot : In whom all arts of handicraft take root, Thou who canst dance, draw teeth, and paint and pray: A godly saint or Cebiesco gay: All trades thy parti-colour'd genius suit, To puff the chemic fire & puff the flute, Thou, mille pede of science, hear my lay, (For sure dame Nature when she form'd ....thy clay, Her shreds and clippings in thy carcase thrust, And gave thee, her varions works to scan:) O multifarious, fag end genius say SEMPER REFULGET. No. 13.. Boston, Saturday, July 26, 1806. After a quiet residence for five and twenty years in a remote part of the state, where I never felt a desire to return to the capital, which peculiar reasons induced me to abandon, I was called very recently to visit your city much against my inclination, and have here witnessed a species of foppery, with which, until a few days since, I was wholly unacquainted. acquaintance, nor could I decently refuse an invitation to dinner from a near relation of my wife. Mr. II. was when I left town, what is called a fore-handed tradesman; but, having taken a share in some successful speculations to the West Indies. now assumes the title of merchant. I expected at my friend's house to enjoy a plain family dinner and was not a little disappointed when I learnt that much company had been invited by my friend's son, who had lately returned from Europe, and who, I afterwards discovered, was not pleased by my making one of the party. As it was a full hour after the arrival of most of the company before dinner was announced, the interim was employed in conversation, in which from my age and the relation I bore to the family I expected to take some part; but, having unluckily never been without the limits of the Commonwealth, I was obliged to be almost silent, as every subject was tortured, by my young kinsman and his friend Mr. T., who accompanied him in his travels, into a reference to some foreign country, or ended in a description of some European custom. An observation was made by one of the company, that the weather had been excessively dry during the present season. Now, Sir, the weather is a topic, of which every body can converse, and I was entering into a comparison of this with Once a resident in Boston, I could some former summers and intendnot but recollect some of my olded to hazard some conjectures re garding the change, which has tak-1 culture, judging that on this subject en place in our climate since my the sparks must necesarily be silent; recollection, but was interrupted by but here again I was mistaken; for some loud observations of the trav- they immediately expressed their ellers on the weather of Montpellier contempt of American husbandry, and the sterility of that part of the and began an elaborate description Roman territory which is intersect- of the high-cultivation of France, ed by the Appian way. Though I which was represented as possesshave been a book traveller and rec-ing within itself all the luxuries, all ollected that the sterility in question | the conveniences of life. As they was not owing to dryness, but to appeared so heartily to despise their excessive wetness of situation, I own country, I next attempted to Thought opposition would be vain and suffered them to proceed. say something of the political af- At the first intermissions of their At table I expected conversation draw forth something in praise of would take a different turn, as Mrs. our own country by mentioning H. and her two daughters were prethe spirit for public improvement, sent, but though the young ladies which had evinced itself in bridges, spoke of the fashions and the theatre, canals, and turnpikes, but the only it only led to encomiums on the Parieffect his remark had was to occa-sian belles and the Italian opera, in sion observations on the Wapping comparison with which the taste of and Liverpool docks, on the roads of France, which, by the command of Napoleon, had been turned into malls shaded by trees, and a contemptuous. mention by young T. of the gutter, which connects the Charles with the Merrimack. our fair countrywomen was declared to be contemptible, and our theatrical exhibitions flat and insipid. Now as I had never been within the walls of a theatre, and had been in company with few fashionable ladies, except my young cousins, This turn in the conversation whose dresses by the way I had no gave me some time to recollect disposition to compliment, I was Anyself, and, determining not to be again necessitated to remain silent. excluded from the conversation, Every dish next passed under rehazarded a remark or two on agrifricw, and the comparison between American and Frerich cookery nev-| foot in France or Italy. Should you write a paper for their edification L beg you would remind them of the fable of the Jack-daw who would be thought a Peacock. failed to turn in favour of the latter. Finding every attempt to introduce subjects in which I could ake a part failed, I amused myself ith observing how readily every topic was turned out of its natural channel in order to display the store of knowledge our travellers had amassed, and, when one of the company, holding up a glass of wine, remarked that the colour was very delicate, Mr. T. declared that the position of the gentleman reminded him of the great picture in the Stadt-house at Amsterdam, in which one of the figures is represented with a glass of wine in his hand, and was so admirably executed that an English amateur once offered a thousand guineas to cut it from the canvass. For the Emerald. TRANSLATION. We are indebted to the French version Do, Mr. Wanderer, write something on the subject of travel'd impertinence in order to restrain these coxcombs, who have spent a few weeks abroad, and whose acquaintance in London has been confined to Threadneedle street, and whose Anowledge of French manners and customs has been acquired at the toudoirs of the Boulevards or the baguios of the palais royal, from engrossing conversation themselves and astounding by their flippancy Close modest men whose perigrinations have never extended much beyond the limits of their native town, and have nothing but sound seuse and rational remarks to receromend them. With great admi-and to believe him were not evils. ration for your writings, I am, Sir, your humble servant, JONATHAN HOMEERED. P.S. I have just learnt that these travelled gentlemen were a month in England and were most of that time at the manufacturing towns. They crossed the channel and spent a week at Amsterdam but never set THE MORALIZER...A FABLE. THERE was once a reformer of morals, a decided admirer of greatness in sentiment. He counselled. and consoled the afflicted. All his neighbors looked up to Lim as a great man, and listened to his precepts as laws. Had any one been robbed? had one sustained the loss of a child or a wife? was innocence attacked and borne down by oppression? These were things of course This philosopher had a young wife. She was beautiful. How Small a thing! in the eyes of a lovera dowdy is a goddess. Eut death has little respect for love and keeps no account of years, striking without discrimination the old and the young. Death seized in youth the wife of our philosopher. He, alas! beats his breast, rends his hair, and |