by famine, sickness, and fatigue, and difabled by cruel wounds, is finally compelled to drag on a miferable existence in an hofpital, or a work-houfe; or is returned upon the wide world, without hope, and void of expectation, a burden to himself, and useless to all around him. It would be pale and fickly confolation to his drooping fpirits, to be informed that his were wounds and fufferings worthy of a foldier and a man, because they were acquired in his country's caufe. Humanity must weep over victory when purchafed upon fuch terms, and tremble for the fatal effects of defolating war, whereby immediate mifery is occafioned to thoufands, and eventual forrow inflicted upon millions. What hope for man! o'erwhelming war, Uncommon furies in his train, O'er heaps of carnage rolls his car, And Europe mourns her thousands flain: What hope! amidst disastrous days * When freedom's temple totters to its base, And with earth's vileft brood dishonoured fcience ftrayst. The author, in his beautiful ode, has finely introduced this apoftrophe, to the unfortunate fituation of his country, involved in a calamitous and deftructive war abroad; and its happiness and tranquillity fubverted and destroyed at home by the real or pretended existence of plots and confpiracies, it matters not which, for they are equally to be la mented; because they have, in either case, been the cause of suspending the great bulwark of English liberty, the Habeas Corpus Act; and of giving rife to many arbitrary measures, which nothing but the most abfolute neceffity could justify. He * Alluding to the suspension of the Habeas Corpus A&, and to the fate of Muir and Palmer. + Ode on a diftant profpect of Cambridge. has has also expreffed his indignation at that severity of punishment, almost unequalled in history, which was inflicted upon two men, whofe real intentions deferved applause instead of disgrace*. The well of the virgin St. Winifred is well known for its fingular virtue of curing the blind, the lame, and the palfied. Innumerable are the trophies of old crutches, wheel-barrows, spades, &c. that decorate this venerable building; the grateful testimonies of those various cures *The author of thefe letters does not mean to throw out any reflection upon the criminal laws of England. It is well known that the law which banifhed Muir and Palmer for fourteen years, compofed part of the Scotch jurifprudence. The author is convinced that the common law of this land is its greatest glory, that it is a fword to the guilty, and a shield to the oppreffed; and that as long as the Habeas Corpus A&t remains unviolated, and the trial by jury pure and independant, no time or tyranny can ever efface the liberties of his country. which which its miraculous waters have performed. The story is as follows: "St. Winifred, a beautiful and devout virgin, having fled from a young man called Cradock, the fon of a king named Alane, who would have dishonoured her, he pursued and overtook her near the church, where, on her refufal to yield to his defires, he with his fword cut off her head. On the spot where it fell, there fuddenly fprang up a fair well, yielding a vast quantity of exceeding clear water, yet famous for its wondrous virtues in healing diverse diseases; at the bottom of the well are to be seen stones spotted with blood, which stains, cannot be effaced, and round its fides grows mofs of a marvellous sweet odour. "St. Bueno, a holy man, coming from the the church to the fpot where the body lay, and finding the murtherer, who had not power to move from thence, he first replaced the head, and then by his prayers raised Winifred to life, and ftruck Cradock fuddenly dead, whofe body turning black, was inftantly conveyed away by fiends; foon after St. Bueno going to Ireland, ordered St. Winifred to fend him an annual token, which was to be put on the ftream of the well, from whence it would be carried to his place of refidence, fifty miles beyond the fea." Rudland is remarkable for its caftle. The founder, as well as the precise time in which it was founded, is quite uncertain. It is fituated upon the banks of the Clwyd Abergeley is a small watering place, about |