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by him, intimating thereby, that of all the French ladies, as if there he would not attempt to paint his were none amongst them eminent

garb, which was subject to such for virtue and modiesty': the whole 1 frequent alterations.

sex ought not to be reproached The French are remarkable for for the misconduct, or rather the their sprightliness and vivacity, innocent wantonness, of a few. to which the air of their country, An itch for gaming has infected their wines and diet, must very the generality of the French, and much contribute; for those who may be deemed one of the plagues drink malt-liquors and eat great of the nation : and yet one would quantities of flesh, may well be think it impossible for people who supposed to be heavier and slower seem naturally restless, and desirof apprehension, though they may ous of moving from place to place, be of a larger size, and more ca- to sit cutting and shuffling the pable of laborious employments. cards for five or six hours togeParis

may be looked on as a great ther. The ladies say of a man who school of politeness ; but foreign- does not play, that he is a useless ers are too apt to make themselves piece of lumber; and all manner ridiculous by imitating fashions of conversation ceases, even tlie and gestures, for which they have addresses of the warmest lovers, as not a natural genius. The French soon as cards are brought upon abound in formal compliments and the carpet. ceremonies, not only to strangers The French are more extravabut to one another; and this ex- gant in their dress than in their

cessive complaisance frequently diet. It was observed, during the ti degenerates into the

into the meanest last war, that a French officer Aattery.

covered with gold lace would It is observable, that the French dine upon a roll and a few raisins, se allow their women all imaginable or perhaps a dish of soup and

freedoms, and are seldom troubled herbs, when an English officer of

with jealousy.; nay, a Frenchman the same rank would spend four jwill almost suffer you to court bis or five shillings at an ordinary.

wifo before his face, and is even It is certain they eat not near angry if you do not admire her the quantity of Alesh that the

person : and indeed, by the liber- English do, nor do they often ities I have often seen a married dress it in the same

lady use, I have been at a loss to Soups, fricassees, ragouts and distinguish her husband from the hashes, seasoned with onions, spirest of the coinpany. But I would ces, and herbs, are generally prenot by this description give the ferred before whole joints of meat reader a disadvantageous opinion boiled or roasted ; and what they

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do boil or roast has scarce a drop lis, we resolved to spend the 'rew of gravy left in it.

mainder of the year in viewing the The air of France in general southern parts of the kingdom; and may be reckoned temperate, equal-accordingly set out for Fontainely exempted from the extremities bleau, about thirty miles southof heat and cold; on which ac- east from Paris. The road is paved count it is preferable to Germany all the way, and has a great and the northern Nations on one many fine houses near it.' Fonhand, as it is to Spain and Italy tainebleau is situated in the midon the other. Indeed, in the dle of a large forest, and is chief. southern parts the suminers are ly remarkable for the royal castle frequently hotter, and in the nor- or palace there, from whence it thern provinces the winters are received its name; the palace becoder than we have in England. ing so denominated from a noble

The French are more sensible of fountain in one of the courts. the cold than we are, because their Successive kings having made summers are usually warmer, and considerable additions to' this they are not so well supplied with palace, it now contains about nine firing; so that the poor people hundred

The galleries suffer extreme hardships in a se are filled with 'excellent paintings, vere season.—The soil is gene- and the gardens are adorned with rally fruitful, and the face of the statues, fountains, grottos, fine country beautiful and pleasant. walks, canals abounding with carp, It is extremely well watered with &c. and every thing that can renrivers, many of them navigable ; der a place delightful. Many of of which the chief are the Loire, the ceilings are also painted by the Rhone, the Garonne, and the the most celebrated Italian masSeine: And as it has the British ters. Channel on the north, the Atlantic Ocean on the west, and the Medi. terranean on the south, no country can be better situated for the advancement of trade and navigati

Humour. on.-The chief commodities of the country are wine, brandy, oil, fax,

INDIAN ADVERTISEMENT. iron, and salt;, and their manufactures are gold and silver stuffs, The following is a copy of a . wrought silks, velvet, gold and native advertisement which apsilver lace, ribbands, tapestry, peared in a newspaper, published linen and glass.

at Madras, in October, 1817:Having staid three months very “C. Appaswamy, of Black agreeably in this famous metropo-Town, begs to inform his friends

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in public, all the gentlemens and others, and pass them off for your ladies, and all the nobility of the own!” Voitaire protested that settlement, black and white, that the verses were his own, and that I shall sell by outcry, on Wednes- he had only that moment finished day next at ten o'clock in the them. “ Well," said the king, morning, a large quantity of hams,“ however that may be, I have ironmongery, paper-hangings, la- just seen an Englishman who has dies' things of sorts, commodes, repeated them to me as his own confectionary, gentlemen's hats, writing.” Frederick ordered the

Cremona fiddles, gentle- Englishman to be called in, and men's dress black-silk breeches, desired him to recite the verses he all for ready money, without had shown him that morning. The reserve, or other distinction of Englishman instantly repeated the persons.”

lines of the poet, without the vari

ation of a word. Voltaire flew in.

to a passion, and declared that the During the time voltaire was

gentleman must deal with the d-1.. resident with the King of Prussia at Potsdam, an Englishman hap-himself with the poet's anger, but

The king for some time amused pened to be there, who told the

at last let him into the secret ; king, that he could retain, word

when the Englishman was dismissfor word, any discourse of consi

ed, with a proper recompense for derable length, after having once the pleasure he had afforded the read or heard it. Frederick re

monarch. solved to put him to the proof, and the Englishman made good his assertions.

Changed at Nurse.-A young Voltaire happened at this mo- Irish gentleman, who was rather ment to be announced. He came ill-favoured, gave in answer to a to read the king a copy of verses remark on his features, “I tell he had just written, Frederick, you what gentlemen, it is no fault to amuse himself, concealed the of mine, I was put out to purse Englishman in an adjoining clo- where there was a number of set, and ordered him to retain, children, and by my faith, they word for word, what Voltaire changed me for another! should read to him. The poet was introduced, and read his verses.The king listened to them with A certain Sage of the Law, apparent coolness, and said, “ In- whose celebrity did not arise from deed, my dear Voltaire, I cannot his tempering judgment with conceive what you are about, since mercy, on leaving the town where you sometimes take the verses of| he had left eleven out of twelve

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prisoners for execution, was de- Regards, with sadly-pensive view, layed by a young coach horse,

The shades of former years: which he was about to purchase, See those who, in youth's sunny prime,

Beam'd rapture in our sight, dropping down dead in the har

Eclips'd by distance or by time, ness. “Strange accident, indeed!"

Or set in death's long night! exclaimed the Judge pettishly. Yet nature still has means most dear “ Not at all, my Lord,” replied To keep the heart blood warm, the coachman sulkily ; “I thought Some vernal sympathies to cheer, how it would be with the poor

'Mid many an Autumn's storm;

And tho' poor life's coeval leaves beast, when I was told as how

Hang thinly scatter'd round, your Lordship had taken him up. And not a breeze can blow, but drives on trial!!"

Some trembler to the ground;

May the firm few that brave time's An Abbot, who was very fat, circling blast coming late in the evening to a Cling to their early years of amity fortified city, and meeting with more fast!

ANNETTE,

Hemel Hetipstead, a country-man, asked him if he

July 24. could get in at thegate." " I believe so," says the peasant, look- To the Editor of the Oxford Entering at him jocosely, “ for I saw taining Miscellany. a waggon of hay go in there this SIR, morning!"

Should

you

think the

following lines worthy of insertion, A clergyman, some time since, I shall be glad to see them in rather hurried while reading the your interesting publication, funeral service over a corpse,

Yours, &c. when he came to the words,

DAUL. our brother,” &c. forgot whether Thoughts of a person revisiting, after the deceased had been man or wo many years' absence, the deserted man, Turning, therefore, to one

place of his birth. of the mourners, who happened to How sweet, when twilight's calm

draws nigh, be an Hibernian, he asked him,

To rove where once I rov'd, "Is this a brother or a sister ?”

And think of joyous times past by, “Neither one nor the other,” re

And weep for those I lov'd! plied Pat, "'twas only an ac- Here I had friends, but now am left, quaintance!"

Of all my race alone,
Of all by separation 'reft ;

Amid these haunts to moan.
Poetry.

This and this only joy is mine,

To wander out at e'en,
ODE TO MEMORY.

And hallow as a sacred shrine, Repining memory sometimes through The spot where they have been;

The darkening veil of tears, And where yon humble tow'r appears

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sour,

Amid the flow'ry glade,

For sugar-plum thou ne'er did'st pine, Where yew-trees, with their height of Thy teeth no sweet-meats ever hurt, years,

The sloe's juice was thy favourite Afford a mournful shade.

wine, There in my grief, I love to roam, And bitter almonds thy deserts. And weep o'er many a sod;

Mustard, how strong soe'er the sort My clay longs there to find its home,

is, Its last, long, still abode.

Could ne'er draw moisture from thine There leaning on some mossy-stone,

eye,
That tells the sleeper's praise, Nor vinegar nor aqua-fortis
Shut out from all the world, alone, Could ever set thy face awry.
I muse on other days.

Thus train'd a satirist, thy mind
Scenes, and their well-known actors

Soon caught the bitter, sharp, and too, (All have long since been gone)

And all their various powers combin'd Repass before my raptur’d view;

Produc'd Child Harold and the I muse and still muse on

Giaour.
Sweet is it to my sadden'd heart,

For soon by fancy led,
The spirits from their cold beds start,

LINES
I seem amid the dead
Would that the pleasing scene could Addressed to a Young Friend upon

the point of marriage. stay, It proves alas! a dream

Let not my MARY, when a wife, The flitting spirits haste away,

Bid all her fears adieu; But bid me follow them

Comforts there are in married life,And would that, as their graves among

But there are crosses too.
Some gentle eve I lie,

I do not wish to damp your mirth,
Surrounded by that beck’ning throng, With an ungrateful sound;
I there unseen may die.

But yet, remember, bliss on earth

No mortal ever found.

Your prospects and your hopes are LINES ADDRESSED TO LORD

great, BYRON.

May Heav'n those hopes fulfil, Bard of ungentle wayward wood !

But you will find in every state,

Some difficulties still. 'Tis said of thee, when in the lap,

The rite which soon will join your Thy nurse to tempt thee to thy food Would squeeze a lemon in thy pap.

hand,

Cannot insure content : At vinegar how danced thine eyes

Religion forms the strongest band, Before thy tongue a word could

And love, the best cement. utter,

A friendship, founded on esteem, And oft the dame to stop thy cries

Life's stormy blast endures; Strew'd Wormwood on thy bread

It will not vanish like a dream, and butter.

And such I trust is yours. And when in childhood's frolic hour Tho' you may leave a parent's wing,

'Thou plait'st a garland for thy hair, Nor longer need his care, The nellle bloom'd a chosen flower It is but seldom husbands bring

And wative thislles flourish'd there. A lighter yoke to wear.

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