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more easily imagined than describe.)— Unable now to prevent him from eating it, without making an entire discovery of her horrid purpose, she saw that she was undone ; therefore, in order tn escape the vengeance she had to expect From her brother-in-law, she ate up what remained of the almond-soup. The consequence was, that she and her husband died, boh on one dav, namely the list of October I587. The Cardinal succeeded to tha Grand-Ducal dignity, under the name of Ferdinand I. and reigned till the year 1608.

This narrative which is said to be taken from an ancient MS. is not indeed perfectly conformable to history; fur

Moreri fay*, thatFYanciscus M-iria ha's absolutely a le^itirh'te son, of his second" marriage, named Antonius de Medicisf who lived rill 1611.

However, on the fide of the narrative* it is again errain, that really no Ion of the Grand Duke Francis Mjria, but that this very Cardinal Ferdinand did succeed him; which would scarcely have b.'en the case if a legitimate son had then been living. Farther, this circumstance also agrees with it, that, acrordirg t-» the fame author, they both did die or* thr fame day, namely the ninth of October, which difference in the date may be in fume measure accounted for, by supposing that the two relalors followed different styles.




Sithjdale, J;ot.

YET, let me sigh, and think again,
Tho' thinking but renews my pain;
JLet me bestow one grateful tear,
And let me breathe one vow sincere,
That wheresoever fate has doom'd
My future days shall be confum'd,
Until the breath of life decays
111 mourn the friends of early days.

Sweet flows thy silver current, Nith,
And pure the air thy shepherds breathe;.
Bright spring the stow rets on thy side,
And fair the vales thy Creams divide;
But dearer, Thames, thy gliding wave,
And those gay plains thy waters lave,
For tb in I'll tune my simple lays,
Where dwelt the friends of early daysi

Tn vain thy glittering spires arise,
Augusta, to enchant mine eyes;
Pleasure in vain exerts her pow'rs
"With noisy mirth and midnight hours;
No vain regret for them prevails,
'Tis not such joys my heart Bewails,
'Tis not the splendid city's blaze;
No!—'tis the friends os'early days!

Yet soon perhaps may come a day
These years of absence to repay;
Perhaps e're long I may repair
Where first I drew the vital air;
Thy slream, O Thames, may glad my eyes,
"Where my dear native plains arise;
Then oft I'll trace thy winding maze,
Among the friends of early days.-

M.-ilU.l RjDPELL.

Written in a blank Leaf of Epicletus, whose precepts of Stoic Philosophy were recommended to my adoption by a Friend", —1796.

HENCEFORTH the Stoic bore, whose frigid art Would chill the generous feelings of the

foul, Forbid kind S vpathy'% responsive smart, Or check the tear of rapture e're it roll.

Still with its joys and woes, 3 changeful

train 1 Fair Sensibility be ever mine, Th' alternate wreathe of pleasure or of

pain, And all that love and friendship can con.


Maria Riddel'l.



Occasioned by the Death


Large was Us bounty, and his foul sincere. . Gray.

»nrWAS twelve; and calm and silent JL was the night; 'Twa» such, when seraphs from their" clouds do bend,— When, lo, appear"d before nyr wend'ring - sight,

Wilham, my lost, my dear departed feead. .


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«' O mother, mother! say not so;

Most cruel is my fate: I prayde, and prayde ; but watte avay'ld?

'Tis now, ahv>! too late."

"Our Heavenly Father, if we praye,

Will help a luff'ring childe: Go take the st >!y sacrament;

So stiall thy fries grow milde."

« O mother, what I feel within,

No sacrament can staye;
No sacrament ran teche the dead

To bear the sight of dayd."

«' May he, amonp the heathen folk

Thy William false doth prove,
Aid puts away hU faith and troth,

And takes -another love.
Then wherefore sorrow for his losi?

Thy moans are all in vain!
And when his foul and hody parte.

His falsehood brings him paine.'"

* O mother, mother! gone is gone:

My hope is all forlorne;
The grave mie otilye safeguarde it—

O, bad I ne'er been borne!

Go out, go out, my lampe os life;

In grisfie darkness die: There is no mereye, sure, above! , For ever let me die."

"Almighty God! O do not judge

My poor unhappy childe;
She knows not what her lips pronounce,

Her anguish makes her wilde.

My girl, forget thine earthly woe,

And think on God and bliss; Tor so, at least, shall not thy smile

It» heavenly bride groom miss." f' 0 mother, mother ! what is blisse,

And what the fiend* celie? With him 'tis heaven any where;

Without my William, helle.

Go out, go our, my lamp of life;

In endless darl;ncs« die:
Without him 1 must-loathe,

Without him scorne the fkye."

And so despaire did rave and rage

Athwarte her boiling veins; Against the Providence of Heaven

She hur de her impious strains.

She bet her breaste, and wrung her hands,

And,rollde her tearleffe eye,
From rife <"f moon till the pale stars

Again did freeke the fkye

When I.aske ! abroad*- she heard the trampe

Of nimble-hoofed steed: She hearde a knighte with clank alighte.

Aud climb the shire in speed,

And soon she kerde a tinkling hands.

That twirled at the pin;
And thro' her door, that open'd not,

These words were breathed in.
« What ho! what ho! thy dore undoe;

Art watching or afleepe?
My love, dost yet remember mee,

And dost thou laugh or weep?"
* Ah! William here so late at night!

Oh! I have watchte and wak'd: Whence dost thou come? For thy return

My herte has sorely ak'd."

«' At midnight only we may ride;

I come o'er land and see:
I mounted late, but soone I get;

Aryse, and come with me."

'« O William enter first my bowre,

And give me one embrace: The blasts athwarte the hawthorne hiss;

Awayte a little space." « The blasts athwarte the hawthorn hiss,

I may not harboure here;
My fpurre is sharpe, my courser paw«8,

My hour of flight is nere.

All as thou lyest upon thy couch,

Aryse, and mount behinde-. To-night we'le ride a thousand miles,

The bridal bed to finde," "How ! ride tonight a thousand milu?

Thy love thou dost bemocke: Eleven is the stroke that still

Rings on within the clocke."

«' Looke up; the moon is bright, and we ■

Outstride the earthlie men: I'll take thee to the bridal bed,

And night snail end bnt then." « And where is, then, thy house and home?

And where thy bridal bed?" «' Tis narrow, silent, chilly, dark;

Far hence I rest my head." «' Aud is there any room for mee,

Wherein that I may creepe?" "There's room enough for thee and mee,

Wherein that wee may sleepe.

AU as thou ly'st upon thy couth,

Aryse, no longer stop;
Tne wedding gueils thy coming waite,

The chamber door is ope."

All in her sarke, as there file lay,

Upon his hoi fe she sprung; And with her liiy hands so pale

About her William clung.

And hurry-skurry forth they ge,

Unheeding wet or dry;
And horse and lider snort and blow,

And sparkling pebblcS fly.

How How swift the flood, the mead, the wood,

Aright, alest, are gone! The bridges thunder ai they pass, . But earthlie sowne is none.

Tramp, tramp, across the land they speede; ■ Splash, splash, across the fee: "Hurrah! the dead can ride apace; Dost feare to ride with mee r

The moon is bryghte, and bine the nyghte;

Dost quake the blast to stem? Dost shudder, mayde, to seek the dead?"

"No, no, but what of them?

How glnmlie sownes yon dirgye song!

Night-ravens flappe the wing. What knell doth slowly toll ding-dong?

The psalms of death who sing?

It creeps, the swarthie funeral traine,

The corse is onn the beere; Like croke of toads from lonely moores,

The chaunte doih meet the cere."

"Go, bear her corse when midnight's past, With song, and tear, and way le;

I've gott my wife, I take her home,
My hew re of w,edlorkc hayl.

Lead forth, O clarke, the chaunting quire,

To swell our nuptial song: Come, preaste.andrcade the bleiBng soone;

For bed, for bed we long."

They heede his calle, and hufht the sowne;

The biere was seene no more; And follow de him ore sield and flood

Yet faster than before.

Halloo! halloo ! away they goe,

Unheeding wet or drye;
And horse and rider snort and blowe,

And sparkling pebbles flye.

How swifte the hill, how swifte the dale,

Aright, aleft, are gone! By heoge and tree, by thorpe and towne,

They gallop, gallop on.

Tramp, tramp,across the land they speeds;

Splash, splalh, acrosse the see: *' Hurrah! the dead can ride apace;

Dost sear to ride with mee?

Look up, look up, an airy crewe

In roundel daunecs reelc; The moon is bryghte, and bluetbe nyghte,

Mayft,dimlie lee them whecle.

Come to, come to, ye ghostly crewe;

Conic to, and follow mee,
And daunce for us the wedding daunce,

When we in bed shall be."

And brush, brush, brush, the ghostliecrcw
Come wheeling ore their heads,

All rustling like the wither'd leaves
That wyde the whirlwind spread*.

Halloo! halleo! iway they gs,

Unheeding wet or 6>y;
And horse and rider mort and blowe,

And sparkling pehKles flye.
And all that in the moonfliyne lay,

Behynde them fled afar;
And backwarde scudded overhead

The sky and every star.

Tramp, tramp,across the land they speede;

Spblh, splash, across the fee:
"Hurrah! the dead can ride apace;

Dost fear to ride with mee?
I weene the cock prepares to crowe;

The sand will foone be runne:
I fnuffe the earlye morning aire;

Downe, downe Tour work is done.
The dead, the dead, can ryde apace;

Oure wed-bed hers is fit;
Oure race is ridde, oure journey ore,

Oure endlefle union knit."

And lo, an yren-grated gate

Soon biggens to their viewe: He crackte his whyppe; the clangynge boltes,

The doores asunder flewe. They pass, and 'twas on graves they trode;

*' 'Tis hither we are bound:" And many a tombstone gostlie white

Lay in the moonfliyne round.

And when hee from his steede aiytte,

His armour, black a.s cinder, Did moulder, moulder all aw aye,

As were it made of tinder. His head became a naked scull;

Nor haire nor eyne had hee: His body grew a skeleton,

Whilome so blythe of blee.

And att his drye and boney heele

No spur was left to be;
And in his witherde might

The scythe and hourc-glass fee.

And lo! his steede did thin to smoke,

And charnel fires outbreathe; And pafl'd,andbleach'd, thenranisii'd quite

The mayde from underneathc. And hollow howling! hung in aire,

And Ihrckcsfrom vaults arose, Then knew the mayde she might no more

Her living eyes unclose.

But onwarde to the judgment feat,
Thro' myste and moonlights dreare,

The gostlie crews their fiyghte pefsewe,
Aud hallowe in her eare :—

"Be patient; though thine (herte should
Arrayne not Heaven's deerf;
Thou nuwe art of tbie bodie rests,
Tliie souie forgiven bee ! *


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House Of Lords,March 4.

ZORpLAUnERUJLK rose to make his motion on the lut'j. ct of the pension granted to Mr I'u 1:.-, and made payable out of the four and a hnlf per cent, duties. A recent publication *, and personal considerations, 1ns Lordship observed, might probably rouse the curiosity of the public, and of l/>eir Lordships, to hear bin: canvass the merit of His public character. From this, howevtr, he vas resolved, accord.rig to his original determination, carefully to abstain.— From this resolution no ability, however distinguished, no penius, however brilliant, could seduce hum. That talenis lo trsnscendarjt fhou'd be employed in such a manner he might lament. He might admire the genius, and drop a tear over its fallen and degraded application; but en the present occasion, he should confine himself solely to the queltion of the application of ;ht fund. He then went into a history of ihe four and a half per cent, duties. They were granted for the repair of sons, £cc. in the Leewardlflandj, and hit Lordship insisted, that they could riot be othcTways appn p>ia ed ; he therefore moved, That his Maj'sty be addressed not 10 npplythem to any purpose Lut their original object.

Lord Grenville said, he felt himself pe

^eulurly happy, that the motion of the. Noble Lore) appeared to steer clear of the personal reference which it had been. apprehended would occur in his discussion of the question before the House.— It relieved him from the task of justifying a b:nevolence of the Crown, from which he and every one of his Majesty's Ministers derived a portion of honour, as the advisers of a measure so becoming the dignity of the Sovereign, and the honour of the country.

v Having premised this, his LqrdThip Contended, that the feur and a halt per cent, duties weie, and ever had been, at the disposal of the Crown, for any part of the public service. In this he was borne out by the opinions of the first lawyers—by those of Lords Cambden, Hardwkkr, and Mansfield; and it had

never been made a matter of question and doubt till now. He therefore oppor fed the motion ; and upon a div lion there appeared for it, Contents lo."——Noncontents 7,$—Majority against the njotion 63.

March 7. Upon the Order for committing the Bi;l 10 amend the Game Laws, by altering the day fiom the lit to the 14th of Sept. for shooting, ihe Hou'e divided; for the Committee 13, against it |a, Majority 1.

March u. The Game Laws Bill, as, ter a motion for extending the n*w provisions to Scotland, by Lord Lauderuale, had been negatived, was read a third time and passed.

March i> Lord Maira said, that the Bill which he had now the honour to present to the Houte, for the better security of Creditors, and the relief of Insolvent Debtors, was sounder* almost wholly on the principles of the Bill brought in in 1794, when his Lordship was absent on public affairs. To all ihe aigunients and objections that had been urged on the subject, he had given the most seiiout consideration, and in them he discovered nothing that could shake his former resolution, or the conviction to which, after much deliberation, he had brought his own mind. In the present Bill he would by aside all consideration of imprisonment upon mesne process,as be perceived it to be so perplexed with intricacies, that he was unable to reduce it to any precise system.

The Bill was then read a first time.

March 14. The Royal Assent was given to the New Game Act, Warwick Canal, and other Bills; and the Huuie to the 6th of April.

House or Commons,Feb. Jj.

Mr Wilberforce biought in the Slave Abolition Bill, the words of which expressed it to be contrary to. •< justice and" humanity." It was read a first time.

Mr William Smith moved the Order

of the Day, for taking the Report of the

Loan into consideration : he entered at

large into a financial disquisition on the

1 Re

* Mr Btirke's Letter to a Noble Lord on some former motions and observations on the subject in the House of L'.rds by the Ncbk Mover and the Duke ?f Bedford.

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