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EPILOGUE TO ADDISON'S CATO.

fee mankind the fame in every age: Heroic fortitude, tyrannic rage,

Boundless ambition, patriotic truth,

And hoary treafon, and untainted youth,
Have deeply mark'd all periods and all climes,
The nobleft virtues, and the blackeft crimes.
Did Cefar, drunk with power, and madly brave,
Infatiate burn, his country to enslave ?

Did he for this, lead forth a fervile hoft

To fpill the choifeft blood that Rome could boaft?
The British Cefar too hath done the fame,
And doom'd this age to everlasting fame.
Columbia's crimson'd fields still smoke with gore;
Her braveft heroes cover all the fhore:

The flower of Britain, in full martial bloom,
In this fad war, fent headlong to the tomb.
Did Rome's brave fenate nobly dare t' oppose
The mighty torrent, ftand confefs'd their foes,
And boldly arm the virtuous few, and dare
The defp'rate horrors of unequal war?
Our fenate too the fame bold deed have done,
And for a Cato, arm'd a Washington;
A chief, in all the ways of battle skill'd,.
Great in the council, mighty in the field.
His martial arm and fteady foul alone,
Have made thy legions fhake, thy navy groan,
And thy proud empire totter to the throne.
O, what thou art, may'st thou forever be,
And death the lot of any chief but thee!
We've had our Decius too; and Howe could fay,
Health, pardon, peace, George fends America ;
Yet brought deftruction for the olive wreath;
For health, contagion, and for pardon, death.
Rife! then, my countrymen, for fight prepare;
Gird on your fwords, and fearless rush to war:

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'Tis your bold task the gen'rous ftrife to try;
For your griev'd country nobly dare to die!
No pent-up Utica contracts your pow'rs;
For the whole boundless continent is ours!

SELF-CONCEIT.

AN ADDRESS, SPOKEN BY A VERY SMALL Bor.

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HEN boys are exhibiting in public, the politenefs or curiofity of the hearers frequently induces them to inquire the names of the performers. To fave the trouble of anfwers, fo far as relates to myfelf, my name is Charles Chatterbox. I was born in this town; and have grown to my prefent enormous ftature, without any artificial help. It is true, I eat, drink, and fleep, and take as much care of my noble felf, as any young man about; but I am a monstrous great ftudent. There is no telling the half of what I

have read.

Why, what do you think of the Arabian Tales? Truth; every word truth! There's the ftory of the lamp, and of Rook's eggs as big as a meeting-house. And there is the hiftory of Sinbad the failor. I have read every word of them. And I have read Tom Thumb's Folio through, Winter Evening Tales, and Seven Champions, and Parifmus, and Parifmenus, and Valentine and Orfon, and mother Bunch, and Seven Wife Mafters, and a curious book, entitled, Think well on't.

Then there is another wonderful book, containing fifty reasons why an old bachelor was not married. The firft was, that nobody would have him; and the fecond was, he declared to every body, that he would not marry; and fo it went on ftronger and ftronger. Then, at the clofe of the book, it gives an account of his marvellous death and burial. And in the appenAix, it tells about his being ground over, and coming

out as young, and as fresh, and as fair as ever. Then, every few pages, is a picture of him to the life.

I have alfo read Robinson Crufoe, and Reynard the Fox, and Mo!! Flanders; and I have read twelve delightful novels, and Irish Rogues, and life of Saint Patrick, and Philip Quarle, and Conjurer Crop, and Elop's Fables, and Laugh and be Fat, and Toby Lumpkin's Elegy on the Birth of a Child, and a Comedy on the Death of his Brother, and an Acroftic, occafioned by a mortal ficknefs of his dear wife, of which she recovered. This famous author wrote a treatise on the Rife and Progrefs of Vegetation; and a whole Body of Divinity he comprised in four lines.

I have read all the works of Pero Gilpin, whofe memory was fo extraordinary, that he never forgot the hours of eating and fleeping. This Pero was a ⚫ rare lad. Why, he could stand on his head, as if it were a real pedeftal; his feet he used for drumsticks. He was trumpetter to the foot guards in Queen Betty's time; and if he had not blown his breath away, might have lived to this day.

Then, I have read the history of a man who married for money, and of a woman that would wear her hufband's fmall-clothes in fpite of him; and I have read four books of riddles and rebuffes; and all that is not half a quarter.

Now what fignifies reading fo much if one can't tell of it? In thinking over these things, I am fometimes fo loft in company, that I don't hear any thing that is faid, till fome one pops out that witty faying, “A penny for your thoughts." Then I fay, to be fure, I was thinking of a book I had been reading. Once, in this mood, I came very near fawllowing my cup and faucer; and another time was upon the very point of taking down a punch-bowl, that held a gallon. Now, if I could have fairly gotten them down, they would not have hurt me a jot; for my mind is capacious enough for a china fhop. There is no choking a man of my reading. Why, if my mind can contain Genii and

Giants, fixty feet high, and enchanted castles, why not a punch-bowl, and a whole tea-board?

It was always conjectured that I should be a monftrous great man; and I believe, as much as I do the Spanish war, that I fhall be a perfect Brobdingnag in time.

Well now, do you fee, when I have read a book, I go right off into the company of the ladies; for they are the judges whether a man knows any thing or not. Then I bring on a fubject which will fhow my parts to the best advantage; and I always mind and fay a smart thing just before I quit.

You must know, moreover, that I have learned a great deal of wit. I was the first man who invented all that people fay about cold tongues, and warm tongues, and may-bees. I invented the wit of kiffing the candlestick when a lady holds it; as alfo the plays of criminal and cross question; and above all, I invented the wit of paying toll at bridges. In fhort, ladies and gentlemen, take me all in all, I am a downright curious fellow.

HOWARD AND LESTER.

A DIALOGUE ON LEARNING AND USEFULNESS.

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IFE is much like a fiddle: every man plays fuch a tune as fuits him.

Left. The more like a fiddle, the better I like it. Any thing that makes a merry noise fuits me; and the man that does not fet his hours to mufic, has a dull time on't.

How. But, Lefter, are there no ferious duties in life? Ought we not to improve our minds, and to prepare for ufefulness?

Left. Why, in the prefent day, a man's preparing himfelf for usefulness, is like carrying coals to NewCaftle. Our country is full of useful men; ten, at

leaft, to where one is wanted, and all of them ten times as ready to ferve the public, as the public is to be ferved. If every man should go to Congress that's fit for it, the federal city would hardly hold them.

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for it. Left. How.

grefs?

You mean, if all who think themselves fit

No; I meant as I faid.

Then what do you think fits a man for Con

Left. Why he must be flippant and bold.

How. What good will that do him, if he is without knowledge?

Left. O he must have knowledge to be fure.

How. Well, muft he not be a man in whom the people can trust? Muft he not understand politics? and must he not be able and willing to ferve his country?

Left. I agree to all that.

How. Then you suppose that the federal city could hardly hold all our men who unite eloquence with confidence, knowledge with integrity, and policy with patriotifm. I fear that a counting house would give them full accommodation.

Left. I don't go fo deep into these matters: but this is certain, that when the election comes, more than enough are willing to go.

How. That, my friend, only proves that more than enough are ignorant of themfelves: but are there no other ways of ferving the public?

Left. Yes; one may preach, if he will do it for little or nothing. He may practife law, if he can get ány body to employ him; or he may be a Doctor or an Inftructor; but I tell you the country is crowded with learned men begging business.

How. Then you intend to prepare yourself for the ignorant herd, fo that you may not be crowded.

Left. I have ferious thoughts of it. You may take your own way, but I'll never wear out a fine pair of eyes in preparing myself for usefulness, till this fame

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