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accurately expressed. It is probably the production of a young
minjier-Hall. 410. 1... 6d. Kearsley.
• As o'er the troubled deep when tempests rise,
And future ages bless the sweet perfume.'
liam Piti, Chancellor of the Exchequer; petitioning for the va.
The report, whether true or false, that Mr. M-
Hon. William Pitt in the Sunshine. 410. 25. Murray.
ort glidey clear ver's ear
le to flow, ree, s by me lenting eye
joynad vainly try'de rd divide, eltore lhall gild no more.
A Fragment. 4
is capable of high prezical chas sometimes succeeded in
he • apprehends a world of
U properly methodlied
Poctical Trifles. By Edward Trap Pilgrim, Esq. Small 8vo.
1s. 6d. Debrett. These Trifes are rather calculated to amuse in a new fpaper, than for a foundation on which the author's fame may securely reit. Some of them are light, easy, and pleasing; others trifling and infipid.-Those who write on temporary subjects muft necessarily confine their praise to the uncertain period of the follies which they celebrate or satirise. Memoirs of Sir Simeon Supple, Member for Rorborough. Svo. is, 6d.
Kearsley. The author has acted injudiciously, by reminding us of the inimitable and unimitated New Bath Guide. Thele Memoirs resemble it ; but must be arranged at a great distance from the work of Mr. Anitey : they postess few traits of humour, little knowlege of human nature, and faint sparks only of poetic fire. The two following lianzas, part of the remonItrance of a condemned oak, are the inolt highly finished lines.
• Hold ruthless peasant ! hold thy lifted arm,
Nor let thy Itroke my bleeding rind divide;
Nor dare to pierce my venerable fide. .
The disant vallies spread wild havock o'er ;
From yon tall mantion to the winding fore.' Of the other parts, the minister's speech at the levee is by far the best ; and we shall extract a few lines of it as a specimen.
6 Sir Simeon Supple, I'll always contend,
Dear fir, you're a rule for my friends, I declare :
How long may it be since you came from the Square ?" The author disclaims any personal allufion; yet we sometimes suspect that he verges towards it. But perhaps the scenes described have been so often acted, that it is not cafy to repeat what may not, in some degree, be applied.
Elegies and Sonnets. 4to. 35. Çadell. Though we find not any thing peculiarly striking, or indicative of itrong original genius in these poems, they are by no means liable to critical censure. The language is pure, easy, and grammatical. We think the Sonnets in general extremely elegant, and shall adduce the following on Love, in vindication of our opinion.
• Ah! who can say, to him that fondly loves
How ftrangely various every hour appears?
And now in joys is loit, and now in tears :
Despair too soon the flattering scene removes ;
Surmises groundless doubts, and jealous fears.
Gay smiles the morn, deceitfully serene,
And clouds, and sudden darkness intervene,
And blast with ruthless forms the beauteous scene."
Dr. Johnson has not been very happy in his paneygyrifts: nor is the present author much more successful than his predeceffors. He tells us, that a friend, whose reputation is great in the literary world, and had a better knowlege of the subject than he can pretend to, induced him, with a few additions, to Jay them before the public.' His friend must furely be either infincere, or have acquired reputation very undefervedly. We found our opinion chiefly on his permitting the concluding lines of the poem to appear in their present itatc.
• Soon as the mind exerts a wish to Atray
at the level
And those pure lights which revelations throw
Or view him in the Christian hero die.' Whether Dr. Johnson is intended by this feminine fan of sci, ence,' we can no more conjecture, than how its beams can see the light of the moon on fire.' The author, or his learned friend, should have favoured us with a comment on this paffage. It is caviare 'to the million, and will never be underitood by the vulgar. Death improved. An Elegiac Poem, occafioned by the Death of the
Rev. 1. Gibbons, D. D. By Richard Piercy. Svo. 6d, Buckland,
The poem opens with the never-failing observations made use of by a long train of succeeding bards in their funereal elegies. The author first expresses his surprize at Death's wide devaltation ;, that he spares neither age nor sex,' neither 6 weak nor trong: in short,
• Nor oughe (aught) fuffices but the lives of all.' These deep reflections, on which funeral sermons have rung all the changes the sentiment could poflibly admit, naturally lead him to ak Death why he does so? whence proceeds his thirst of blood? why blend the good and bad together.'
• Why must the kind, the gen'rous, the devout,
The brightest lamps be all by chee put out.' This of course introduces the principal subject of condolence, as if he ought, on account of his great virtues, to have been exempted from the common fate 'allotted to all,'
• Is not this earth already to obscure ??
How various, how important his employ,
To mind his learning and devotion call.' After the catalogue of his virtues .we have likewise the following customary exclamation.
• But now too late, too late 'tis to complain:
Gibbons the great, the good, thy hand has Nain.' The next lines however tell us, that we ought rather to blame $in than Death on this affecting occasion; As all have finn'd, so all for fin must die.'
Thus concludes the second page, and with which we shall conclude our critique. What follows is much in the same strain, and gives a higher idea of the author's piety than po. etical abilities. An Elegy on the much lamented Death of William Shepherd, Esq.
Mercbant, of Plymouth, who died, May 25, 1784. By the
Rev. Herbert Miends. 471. 6d.
month, who died, May 25, 1784. 4to. 60.
Plymouth, Esq. an eminent Woollen-Manufacturer and Merchant :
The authors of these lachrymosa poemata' seem rather to have eloped from Bedlam than Parnassus. The first lays his scene ultra flagrantia mænia nịundi,' on the coast of bliss ;' and afterwards reinoves it to the third heaven,' where
• Seraphs arrive
accept of his books, and purchase Imall Bibles with the amount
O, ye priests of God,
Moses, with his rod,
Salvation preach;- Christ's blood ! With hands impartial, give to all that alk.' of the verses we hall say nothing; they sufficiently speak for themselves. But we cannot help exprefling fome degree of surprize, how the diffenting clergy are to purchase Bibles with the Sale of books they are defired to accept as a present: or how the author could foresee that Mr. Shepherd's death would oblige
* Bibles (purchased by a thousand of these poenis, &c.) given to the poor to fulfil a sacred promise made of so doing on the fate return of a friend trom sea. “I have sworn and I will perform it." Pralni cxix, 166.' F4
we ought rather to blboe
fion; En muit die