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Had not your royal father thought so highly
Of Roman virtųe and of Cato's cause,
He had not fallen by a slave's hand inglorious ;;
Nor would his slaughter'd army now have lain
On Afric's sands, disfigured with their wounds,
To
gorge

the wolves and vultures of Numidia..
Fub. Why dost thou call my forrows up afreshi.!
My father's name brings tears into my eyes.

Syph. Oh, that you'd profit by your father's ills!
Fub. What wouldlt thou have me do?
Syph. Abandon Cato.
Jub. Syphax, I should be more than twice an orphan

loss.
Syph. Ay, there's the tie that binds you !
You long to call him father. Marcia's charms
Work in your heart unseen, and plead for Cato.
No wonder you are deaf to all I say.

Jub. Syphax, your zeal becomes importunate :
I've hitherto permitted it to rave,
And talk at large ; but learn to keep it in,
Left it should take more freedom than I'll give it:

Syph. Sir, your great father never us'd me thus,
Alas, be's dead! but can you e'er forget
The tender forrows, and the pangs

of nature, The fond embraces, and repeated blessings, Which

you
drew from bine in

your

last farewel? Still must I cherish the dear, fid remembrance, At once to torture, and to please my soul. The good old king, at parting, wrung my hand, (His eyes brimful of tears), then lighing cry'd, Priythee be careful of my son !--His grief

so high he could not utter more. Fub. Alas, the story melts away my soul ! The best of fathers ! how fhall I discharge The gratitude and duty which I owe him? Syph. By laying up his counsels in

your Fub. His counsels bade me yield to thy directions :: Then, Syphax, chide me in severelt terms; Vent all thy passion, and I'll stand its flock, Calm and unruffled as a summer's fea, When not a breath of wind flies o’er its furface:

Swell’d up

heart.

Syph. Alas, my prince, I'll guide you to your safety

b. I do believe thou would'st; but telline how?
Syph. Fly from the fate of Cefar's foes.
Zub. My father fcoro'd to do it.
Syph. And therefore dy’d.

Jub. Better to die ten thousand deaths,
Than wound my honor.

Syph. Rather say your love.

Jub. Syphax, I've promis’d to preserve my temper ; Wlıy wilt thou urgè me to confess a itame I long have stifled and would fain conceal?

Sypb. Believe me, prince, tho' hard to conquer love,
'Tis easy to divert and break its force.
The glowing dames of Zama's royal conrt
Hare faces fush'd with more exalted charms;
The fun that rolls his chariot o'er their heads
Works up more fire and color in their cheeks ?
Were you with these, my prince, you'd foon forget
The pale, unripen'd beauties of the North.

Jub. "Tis not a fet of features, nor complexion,
The tincture of the skin that I admire.
Beauty foon grows familiar to the lover,
Fades in his eyes, and palls upon the fenfe.
The virtuous Marcia towers above her sex.
See how the lovely maid improves her charms,
With inward greatness, unaffected wisdom,
And fanctity of manners. Cato's soul
Shines out in every thing the acts or speaks,
While winning mildness and attractive smiles
Dwell in her looks, and with becoming grace
Soften the rigor of her father's virtues.

Syph. How does your tongue grow wanton in her praife!

GENERAL WOLFE'S ADDRESS TO HIS

ARMY.

CONGRATULATE

you, my

brave eountrymen, and fellow soldiers, on the spirit and fuccefs with which you have executed this important part of our enter

'prife.

2.

prise. The formidable Heights of Abraham are now suro mounted; and the city of Quebec, the object of all our toils, now stands in full view before us.

A perfidious enemy, who have dared to exasperate you by their cruelties, but not to oppose you on equal ground, are now constrained to face you on the open plain, without ramparts or entrenchments to shelter them.

3. You know too well the forces which compose their army to dread their superior numbers. A few regular troops from Old France, weakened by hunger and sickness, who when fresh were unable to withstand British foldiers, are wheir General's chief dependence.

4. Those numerous companies of Canadians, insolent, mutinous, unsteady and ill disciplined, have exercised his utmoft skill to keep them together to this time, and as soon as their irregular ardor is damped by one firn fire, they will instantly turn their backs and give you no further trouble but in the pursuit.

5. As for those favage tribes of Indians, whose horrid yells, in the forests have struck many a bold heart with affright, terrible as they are with the tomahawk and scalping-knife to a flying and prostrate foe, you have experienced how little their ferocity is to be dreaded by resolute men upon fair and open ground. You can now only consider them as the just objects of a severe revenge for the unhappy fate of many slaughtered countrymen. .

6. This day puts it into your power to terminate the fatigues of a fiege which has so long employed your courage and patience. Possessed with a full confidence of the certain success which British valor must gain over such enemies, I have led you up these steep and dangerous rocks; only solicitous to show

you

the foe within your reach. 7. The impossibility of a retreat makes no difference in the situation of men resolved to conquer or die ; and, believe me, my friends, if your conquest could be bought with the blood of your General, he would most cheerfully religa a life which he has long devoted to his country.

Foscari, THE UNFORTUNATE VENETIAN.

THE

HE most affecting instance of the odious in . flexibility of Venetian courts, appears in the case of Foscari, son of the Doge of that name. This young man had, by some imprudences, given offence to the Senate, and was, by their orders, confined at Treviso, when Alnior Donato, one of the Council of Ten, was asfalfinated, on the 5th of November, 1450, as he entered his own house.

2. A reward, in ready money, with pardon for this or any other crime, and a pension of two hundred ducats, revertible to children, was promised to any person who would discover the planner or perpetrator of this crime. No such discovery was made.

3. One of young Foscari's footmen, named Olivier, had been observed loitering near Donato's house, on the evening of the murder ; he fled from Venice next morning. These, with other circumstances of less importance, created a strong fufpicion that Foscari had engaged this man to commit the murder.

Olivier was taken, brought to Venice, put to the torture, and confessed nothing , yet the Council of Ten, being prepoffeffed with an opinion of their guilt, and imagining that the master would have lefs resolution, used him in the sanie cruel manner. The unhappy young man, in the midit of his agony, continued to affert, that he knew nothing of the affaffination.

5. This convinced the court of his firmness, but not of his innocence ; yet as there was no legal proof of his guilt, they could not sentence him to death. He was condemned to pass the rest of his life in banishment, at Canea, in the island of Candia.

6. This unfortunate youth bore his exile with more impatience than he had done the rack; he often wrote to his relations and friends, praying them to intercede in his behalf, that the term of his banishment night be abridged, and that he might be permitted to return to his family be frive he died. All his applications were fruitless ; those

to whom he addressed himself had never interfered in his favor, for fear of giving offence to the obdurate Council, or had interfered in vain. • 7. After languishing five years in exile, having lost all hope of return, through the interposition of his own family or countrymen, in a fit of despair he addressed the Duke of Milan, putting him in mind of services which the Doge, his father, had rendered him, and begging that he would ufe his powerful influence with the state of Venice, that his sentence might be recalled,

8. He entrusted his letter to a merchant, going from Canea to Venice, who promised to take the first opportunity of sending it from thence to the Duke ; instead of which, this wretch, as soon as he arrived at Venice, delivered it to the chiefs of the Council of Ten.

9. , This conduct of young Foscari appeared criminal in the eyes of those Judges; for by the laws of the republic, all its subjects are expressly forbidden claiming the protection of foreign princes, in any thing which relates to the government of Venice.

Foscari was therefore ordered to be brought from Candia, and shut up in the State prison. There the chiefs of the Council of Ten ordered him once more to be put to the torture, to draw froni him the motives which determined him to apply to the Duke of Milan. Such an exertion of law is, indeed, the most flagrant injustice.

11. The miserable youth declared to the Council, that he wrote the letter in the full persuasion that the merchant, whose character he knew, would betray him, and deliver it to them; the consequence of which, he foresaw, would be his being ordered back a prisoner tó Venice, the only means he had in his power of seeing his parents and friends ; a pleasure for which he had languished, with unsurmountable desire, for some time, and which he was willing to purchase at the expense of any danger or pa...

! : 2: The Judges, little affected with this generous inftance of filial piety, ordained, that the unhappy young man should be carried back to Candia, and there be imprisoned for a year, and remain banished to tlaat island for life; with this condition, that if he should make any more T

applications

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