the following words in an elevated voice; "Return without delay, and pronounce your decree; for, by my hopes of eternal salvation, and by the sacred trust I hold from Almighty God, he should die if he were my only son." The murderer was executed on a scaffold in the court of the Grand Chatelet, in the early part of the eighteenth century. ANTITHESIS. THE following example of antithesis, from the writings of John Lilly, who flourished in the reign of queen Elizabeth, will shew the pedantry which marked some of the compositions of that period. "He caused the sees to breake their boundes, sith men had broke their vowes; and to swell as farre above their reach, as men had swerved beyond their reason. Then might you see shippes sayle where sheepe fed; anchors cast where ploughes goe; fishermen throwe their nets where husbandmen sowe their corne; and fishes throwe their scales where fowles do breed their quilles." POVERTY. POVERTY is a disease which rages as much and frequently in the republick of letters as the plague in Constantinople. SELECTED POETRY. WALTER AND WILLIAM; Translated from the original Poem of Richard "TWAS when athwart the dusky plain 'Twas when the echoing hills no more 'Twas when o'er ev'ry hill and dale Save when at times, the rushing blast, 'Twas then beneath proud JOPPA's tow'rs Ye blooming chiefs, who unappall'd, Ye, who at Glory's syren voice, Ah little think ye what betides What boots it though your blooming brows The twining laurels bind, Will that relieve the suffering sire, Ye left forlorn behind? Tho' on PALESTINE'S sultry fields Eternal fame ye gain, Will that allay the mother's woe, What tho' o'erpower'd by pagan foes, Will that assuage the Widow's grief? Farewell! ye blooming young and brave ! To me another theme belongs, From Albion he-with Richard's host And dimly view'd his mountains blue, Fair was his form-his dauntless soul Tho' now immers'd in War's alarms, His cheek, that once out-bloomed the rose, One only brother WALTER had, Who with him sought PALESTINE's coast, In friendship's holy ties fast bound, And nothing was by WALTER priz'd, WILLIAM long erst, a chosen band With open arms Earl WALTER flew The troops arriv'd-Earl WALTER found Nor knew they, if on battle-heath Oppress'd by foes he bled; Nor knew they if in thraldom drear, Then WALTER groaned-the gushing tear But soon he wip'd the tears away, And now full many a turban'd head, And when from out the throbbing breast When many a Knight, with streaming wounds, Lay gasping on the plain, All rough with wounds and drunk with blood All grim upon his sable steed, Whose hoofs were dyed with gore; Yet tho' immers'd in war's alarms His cheek that once out-bloomed the rose, 'Twas at the hour when spectres roam, When, save Earl WALTER's, every eye, VOL. 2. |