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ni.' Morton. Metbod. exhibend. Cortic. in Curatione Feb. centi. nentis, p. 131, 132. - We Thall only produce one other passage from Dr. Morton, in the conclusion of which he exprefly declares himself to the fame purpose.

Verum, fi fingulas historias recenserem Euvezéwy non tan. tum legitimarum, verum etiam fpuriarum, quas nuperrimè spatio scil. unius menfis, hoc pacto felicissime fanavi, in fenili vel infantili ætate, atque in ipso puerperio, nimius effem. Fa. teor equidem uli spirituum elasticitas a veneno ita opprimitur, ut vires antidoti regi et in actum deduci inde non poffint, & Zurexits, in Euromèv, malignam degeneret, me haud rarò fortem cæterorum medicorum participaffe, & restitutionem elasa ticitatis spirituum enecatorum fere & sphacelatorum, methodo quacunque, sæpe incertò, fæpe incassùm fereasse. Palam autein affirmo me inulto folures hujusmodi ægrotantes, deliriis, fube Jultibus tendinum, cæterisque id genus fymptomatis malignis obfeffos, ab orci faucibus arte liberasse, ubi antidoti usus cura. tionem auspicabatur; quam cum ab initio, alia quacunque methodo uteret; modo cùm accerfitus primò essem, umbra aliqua remiffionum & exacerbationum supereslet.' Morton de Prorei formi Febris continentis genio, p. 152, 153.

The quotations which we have here adduced, from Syden. ham and Morton, are sufficient to Thew how much their pracę tice is misrepresented by this author, who has not only egregiously mistaken their sense, but also fally applied the general encomiums on the efficacy of the bark, to be found in these authors, to its particular utility in continual fevers; than which nothing is more contrary to their own express declaration, and the experience of all other phyficians. · The only genuine authority produced by this author, for the successful exhibition of the bark in the exacerbation of remitting fevers, is taken from the inaugural Dissertation of Dr. James Lind, of Edinburgh, on whose evidence, adopted without ai y limitation in regard to the nature of the fever, and the heat of the climate, as is usual with Dr. Millar, we have the strongest realon to think he has entirely founded his practice. But whoever examines the history of the fever described by the above-named gentleman, will find, that it was of an highly putrid kind, as, indeed, it is denominated by Dr. Lind himself; and that, considering such a state of the disease, and the extraordinary heat of the climate of Bengal, it is reasonable to suppose that a more early exhibition of the bark would be absolutely necessary, than would be expedient, or even jur. sifiable, in other ciscumstances. No general rule of practice, however, in fevers, can justly he established upon instances taken from particular climates : for it is well known, that in the West-Indies, though the degrees of heat are pretty nearly the same as in Bengal, there is sometimes an absolute neceffity of bleeding in the beginning of remitting fevers; which practice might prove deleterious in the place last mentioned, on account of the additional causes of malignity, from the putrid exhalations of the marshes. Hence, therefore, in Britain, and other temperate climates, where the causes of putrescency exist in a leffer degree, the use of the lancet will frequently be found necessary, though that operation ought always to be cautiously adopted in remitting fevers, and never without a due regard to the strength of the patient, and the violence of the symptoms. From these considerations it might have been expected that Dr. Millar would not have entirely omitted oce casionally to recommend an evacuation, the neglect of which is sometimes as pernicious as the improper use of it. Bus this, indeed, is the less surprising, as, through the whole of this work, from a mistaken idea of the identity rather than fimilarity of fevers, he has confounded different fevers together, and consequently the method of practice. For mistakes of judgment, however, he might be entitled to some degree of lenity; but want of candor we cannot so easily overlook; and therefore we leave it to Dr. Millar's option, to which of the two we shall impute his adducing the evidence of other authors, in support of a doctrine which they never meant : as, for in. stance, with fic John Pringle's account of the remitting fever, he joins Dr. Donald Monro's account of the petechial : from whence it would appear, if, according to this author, these fevers are exactly the same, that the other two learned gentlemen must have known nothing of the matter, as they endea. vour to describe them of a different species. But shall we, against Dr. Millar, dispute the perfect similarity of these fevers; or admit, in his favour, the double mistake, namely, that fir John Pringle, in attempting to describe the remitting fever, has stumbled upon the petechial; and that Dr. Monro, on the other hand, instead of the petechial, which he intended to de. lineate, has favoured us with a most accurate history of the remitting fever ?


Having said thus much of the authorities on which the practice of giving the bark in continual fevers, and the exa. cerbations of the remitting, is unjustly endeavoured to be established, let us next examine how far it can be supported by this author's own experience. For this purpose, we mall, in our next Review, take a short view of the cases which he 2 2


has related of the remitting fever, and of his observations upon them.

[ To be continued. ]

III. Miscellanies ; by John Armstrong, M. D. In Two Vols. 8vo.

Pr. 6s. Cadell. THIS collection is made by the doctor himself, and printed

under his own inspection. This task, he tells us, he has long avoided, and would hardly have submitted to it now, but for the sake of preventing his works from being some time hereafter exposed in a ragged mangled condition, and loaded with more faults than they originally had : while it might be impossible for him, by the change, perhaps, of one letter, to recover a whole period from the most contemptible nonsense.' The publication contains most of the doctor's pieces formerly offered to the public, and several others which he informs us have lain by him for many years. He has lost and destroyed, he tells us, what would probably enough, have been better received by the great majority of readers than any thing he has published. If he could have prevailed upon himself to have destroyed many things printed in these voluines, the best judges (for whom only the doctor publishes) would, we are persuaded, have honoured him with stronger marks of their approbation. Their commendation, however, he highly deserves, for not inserting into this collection a poem, which, though extremely censurable, contributed to his fame as a writer. The doctor seems very unreasonably apprehensive of his receiving disgust from the unmcaning praises of the public. His apprehensions upon this head, are, we imagine, out of all pro. poriion to the grounds upon wh ch he builds them. We dare venture to assure him, that though he had taken less pains to prevent them, the praises of the public upon this occasion, would have furnished a very moderate exercise for his philo. sophy.

« The Contents of the First Volume.
The Art of preserving Health. In Four Books.
Of Benevolence: An Epiftle.
Of Taste: An Epistle to a young Critic.
Imitations of Shakespear and Spenser.
The Universal Almanac.'

The doctor's Winter. Piece, in imitation of Shakespear, was, he tells us, one of his first attempts in poetry, made when he was very young. It was just finifhed when Mr. Thomson's ce

lebrated lebrated poem upon Winter appeared. Mr. Thomson procured a copy, which he showed to his poetical friends, Mr. Mallet, Mr. Aaron Hill, and Dr. Young, who, it seems, did great honour to it. Mr. Mallet desired, and obtained the author's leave to print it, but altered his mind, so that this little piece has continued until now unpublished. After this account of it our readers will no doubt be curious to see it.

• Now Summer with her wanton court is gone
To revel on the south side of the world,
And flaunt and frolic out the live-long day.
While Winter rising pale from northern seas
Shakes from his hoary locks the drizzling rheum. "
A blast so Ihrewd makes the tall-bodied pines
Unfinew'd bend, and heavy. paced bears
Sends growling to their savage tenements.

• Now blows the surly north, and chills throughout
The stiffening regions ; while, by stronger charnis
Than Circe e'er or fell Medea brew'd,
Each brook that wont to prattle to its banks
Lies all bestillid and wedg'd betwixt its banks,
Nor moves the wither'd reeds : and the rash flood
That from the mountains held its headstrong course,
Buried in livid sheets of vaulting ice,
Seen thro' the Mameful breaches, idly creeps
To pay a scanty tribute to the ocean.
What wonder? when the floating wilderness
That scorns our miles, and calls Geography
A shallow pryer; from whose unsteady mirrour
The high hung pole surveys his dancing locks ;
When this still-raving deep lies mute and dead,
Nor heaves its swelling bosom to the winds.
The surges, baited by the fierce north-east
Toffing with fretful fplcen their angry heads
To roar and rush together,
Even in the foam of all their madness struck
To monumental ice, stand all astride
The rocks they washed so late. Such execution,
So stern, so sudden, wrought the grily aspect
Of terrible Medusa, ere young Perseus
With his keen sabre cropt her horrid head,
And laid her ferpents rowling on the dust;
When wandering thro' the woods the frown'd to stone
Their savage tenants : just as the foaming lion
Sprung furious on his prey, her speedier power
Outrun his hafte; no time to languish in,
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But fix'd in that fierce attitude he stands
Like rage in marble.--Now portly Argofies
Lie wedg'd 'twixt Neptune's ribs. The bridg‘d abylon
Has chang'd our ships to horses; the swift bark
Yields to the heavy waggon and the cart,
That now from isle to ille maintain the trade ;
And where the surface-haunting dolphin led
Her sportive young, is now an area fit
For the wild school-boy's pastime.

• Meantime the evening skies, crusted with ice,
Shifting from red to black their weighty skirts,
Hang mournful o'er the hills; and stealing night
Rides the bleak pusling winds, that seem to spit
Their foam sparse thro’ the welkin, which is nothing
If not beheld. Anon the burden'd heaven
Shakes from its ample lieve the boulted snow;
That fluttering down besprinkles the sad trees
In mockery of leaves ; piles up the hills
To monstrous altitude, and choaks to the lips
The deep impervious vales that yawn as low
As to the centre, Nature's vasty breaches.
While all the pride of inen and mortal things
Lies whelin'd in heaven's white ruins.

· The shivering clown digs his obstructed way
Thro' the snow-barricadoed cottage door ;
And muffled in his home-fpun plaid encounters
With livid checks and rheum diftilling nose
The morning's sharp and scourging breath; to count
His starving flock whole number's all too short
To make the goodly sum of yester- night :
Part deep ingurgitated, part yet struggling
With their last pantings melt themselves a grave
In winter's boíom; which yields not to the touch
Of the pale languid crefcet of this world,
That now with lean and churlish husbandry
Yields heartlesly the remnants of his prime; .
And like most spendthrifts ftarves his latter days
For former rankness. He with bleary eye
Blazons his own disgrace ; the harness'd waste
Rebellious to his blunt defeated fhafts;
And idly strikes the chalky mountains tops

That rise to kiss the welkin's ruddy lips;
- Where all the rash young bullies of the air
Mount their quick slender penetrating wings, .
Whipping the frost-burnt villagers to the bones ; }


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