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1796] Original Anecdotes-M. de Bouillé. . Abbé de Percy. 727 the people that now cheerfully add his to Paris, lieutenant-general Bouillé was maintenance to their own increasing declared a rebel. Notwithstanding this, burdens.

his majesty kept up a communication, M. DE BOUILLÍ,

with the outlaw; and it was the dir

covery of the secret remittance of a sum During the American war, was a go- of money to him that rendered the assemvernor in the French West-India illands, bly unanimous as to his punishment: the and acquired great and deserved popu. members differed indeed, but it was larity even among bis enemies, by the merely on the question, not of guilt, but generosity of his difpofition, the ele- of policy. gance of his manners, and an utter con.

THE АвBE tempt of that fordid ayarice which often

DE PERCY AND reduces the representative of a king, in

Duke of NORTHUMBERLAND. a diftant colony, to the level of a public The abbé, who is the younger brother of plunderer. On retaking St. Eustatia the count dePercy, was bred to the church, from the English, he scorned to imitate and being of an ancient family, and eduits former conquerors, for private pro. cated in the strict rules of canonical obeperty was by him deemed sacred and in- dience, he was of course an enemy to a violable ! The English Weft-India mer- revolution that by one mighty effort put chants were so much pleased with his an end to the power and authority of the conduct, that they presented him with a nobles and the pope. From his living, ar gold-hilted sword, by the hands, I be. Vanne, in Normandy, he consequently lieve, of the venerable and amiable ge- found it prudent to retire, and soon after neral Melville. That very sword, on his withdrew altogether from France. From arrival in England in 1794, was rudely Hamburgh, which, since the capture of snatched from his fide by a custom-house Coblentz, has become the centre of counofficer, in consequence of an order for ter-revolutionary projects, he embarked disarming the French emigrants. This on board an English packet, with some hurt him exceedingly; and he never of the illustrious ci-devants of his pro. mentions the circumstance without in. vince, destined, like his own brother, for dignation.

the ill-fated expedition against QuibeOn the revolution, M. de Bouillé re. ron. Happily for them, they were to. collected that he was a noble, but he late! elle they would inevitably have forgot that he was a Frenchman. Brave shared the fate of their unhappy counand generous, but impetuous, violent, trymen. and sanguine, many of the errors of The abbé did not know a single word Louis XVI have been attributed to his of English on his landing at Yarmouth, counsels. He has been often charged and yet he had been once before in this by. his enemies with the massacre at country, and absolutely bujiled, in the Nantz; but he is fully convicted of be- neighbourhood of New-street, Covent ing the author of the king's flight, an Garden, out of twenty guineas he had event generously forgiven by the legisla. received but a few minutes before, from tive assembly, but never forgotten by the house of fir R. Herries of St. James's

ftrcct, in confequence of his ignorance of He at first refused to take the path our vernacular tongue. This circumfor the maintenance of the constitution, stance very justly inspired him with a an oath tendered to all the military men, terrible idea of our Police (which, by the This of course awakened fufpicion; but bye, has always been worse regulated that very fufpicion was soon after lulled fince this deteíted word has been adopted into security, in consequence of the fol- into our language, and fiipendiary magildier-like frankness with which he after- trates maintained for its preservation) wards subscribed it. On this, he was but it did not induce him to learn our immediately entrusted with the care of tongue. To immure himself after {unthe frontiers on the side of Lorraine, by fet, and thus conftitute himself a prisoner the king, who was greatly attached to in his own apartment, was the only exhim. This important post enabled him pedient the curé of Vanne could bethink to plan a retreat for his majesty, into the hiinfelf of, in order to secure his purse province of Luxemburgh; and had it and person in the metropolis of England. not been for the intrepidity of a post. To the humanity of a gentleman who master (Drouet) the plot would have accompanied him in the packet, he, and affuredly fucceeded.

the whole emigrant noblejje were indebted Aftor Louis XVI was brought back for palling their truuks at the custom


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house, bringing them in a coach to town, and has ever since interested himself in procuring paliports, fuitable lodgings, his welfare. &c. After residing some time in London,

The Abbe GUILLON. the abbé repaired to Bath, in order to meet his countrymen, who having missed

After nearly eighteen centuries of perunder the auspices of M. de Puisaye, fanaticism ; it at length seems to be pretty the opportunity of spilling their blood fecution, and the murder of many mil

lions of the human race, by triumphant were determined to regale themselves with a tour through the west of England, has a right to judge for himself, in re.

generally acknowledged, that every marr Once arrived at Bath, the ex-curé deemed it too agreeable a residence, to leave it fpect to religion ! °When will the fame quickly. He accordingly remained long

liberal sentiment prevail in regard to goenough to spend the little money he had vernment ? Alas! we are yet intolerant brought with him, and when that was tioner is still brandilhed, throughout all

on that head, and the axe of the execu · once gone, it was evident that the pit civilized Europe, against those who dare tance which government allows to the French clergy would not enable him to

to differ with the constituted authori. make a great figure at fo fashionable a

ties.” The war of fuperftition is at an watering place.

end, but that againft opinion is in the In this dilemma, what was to be done? zenith, and we fill perfecute, notwithHis countrymen, who were not ignorant ing all our boasted attainments, and that

too “ for conscience' fake." of his deplorable situation, reminded him that he was descended from the English heroisin displayed during the French re

There have been many instances of Percies, and as the duke of Northumber. volution, by the republicans: the folland luckily happened to be at that very moment at Bath, he would have a fair lowing is on the fide of the royalists : opportunity of foliciting allistance, not

During the infamous massacres of Sep. from a stranger, but a relation. Such çember, there were two Abbé Guillons was the reasoning of the Norman noblejle; imprisoned in the same gaol---the Ab but the poor abbé, in addition to the baye, in Paris. One of them was called scruples arising from his own delicacy, into the court-yard, while the ruffians urged another, and an almost invincible were busied in assassinating their victims, objection. This was, that his brother,

and a note, containing an order of the the count, the bead of the family, had ac municipality, tantamount to a reprieve, Eually waited on his grace, in the cha

was put into his hand. After examining racter of kinsman, but not being able to

it minutely, he paused for a few moadduce proofs that appeared satisfactory, ments, and knowing, from circumstances, was not admitted to an audience. Not that it was not intended for himself, he withstanding this, it was at length deter

turned round to the messenger, and obmined that the attempt should be made, serving that there was another abbé of the and the priest actually succeeded, where same name in prison, he returned with the soldier had failed.

a firm step, and an unaltered counteThe duke, on the receipt of a letter, nance, to die. returned a polite answer, and begged a few days for investigation. In the mean These original Anecdotes will be RECULARLY time he himself wrote to lord Harcourt,

CONTINUED in the Monthly Magazine ; at whole house the duc d'Harcout re

and the Conductors request the afli ítance of fides, and made enquiry respecting the du Percies of Normandy. The event

all persons, who, by a recent residence in juftified the assertions of the French curé, France, are qualified to communicate unand gave a fair opportunity for exerting published and interefting facts. the wonted liberality of the English peer, who instantly transmitted to his new coufin a gold box, with a bank note en. Our next Number will contain a copious clofed in it, invited him to his table, and original account of the Directory of which was from that day open to him, France




door ;

brace ;

On occasion of an interrupted Voyage from Ah! do not spurn misfortune's outcast child, Ross to CHEPSTOW, Sept. 1796.

Who knows no shelter, finds no friendiy BY DR. BEDDOES.

snow-drop, Chatter'd in the dreary wild, FAREWELL! thou dear to Fancy's eye!

Nipt by the storm, with rain besprinkled o'er. Farewell, thy scenes, Arcadian WYE! On me no father bends his partial eyes, Back to the world, with footsteps flow,

No mother in her foft'ring arms protects ; From thy fequefter'd glades I go!

My daily wants no tenderness fupplies, And turn, hy Eve's protracted light,

My doubtful steps no precept now directs. To catch one last impressive light,

Can they deserve the parent's sacred name, That faithful Mem'ry firm may hold

Untrue to nature, and than brute less kind; Thy blended forms of soft and bold;

Who dare to riot in a guilty flame,
And, by thy images pofleft,
A sense ferener foothe my breast.

Nor own the feelings of parental mind!

Beat not e'en savage breasts with pious love, Wye! by thy brinkmat Order's birth,

Do those forget a parent's tender care ?
While fire-boru vapours heav!d the earth E'en brutal instinct soft affections prove,
In act on Albion's foil to trace

The sweet sensations even reptiles share,
A theatre of sylvan grace,
Presiding NATURE chose her stand ;

Yet polith'd life, unblushing, dares disown . There high she waved her plastic wand,

The first, the deareft feelings of the soul ; Swift Spreads the level, sinks the dell,

Fallely refin'd, and boldly shameless grown, And rude emerging masses Swell.

Spurns at all law, defies all soft controul. Fair thought on thought to being sprung,

Condemn’d to pine, forsook by fickle love, Fond o’er her toil the Sov'reign hung ;

Of sacred honour stripp'd, of conscious pride; Laft smote the rock, and bade THEE roll, Condemn'd Ingratitude's fharp stings to provey The Spirit of the perfect whole !

Of broken heart, alas ! my mother died. Tken fcd yon Iteep thy gushing tide, And wheel's far off his concave side :

In vain, 'tis faid, I stretch'd my infant arms, O'er glooms unpierc'd pild crags ascend,

That alk'd to meet her fond, her warm emDark o'er the deeps tall foreits bend, Slow steals the wave in silence by,

In vain the dawning blush of orient charms O’erawed as though a God were nigh *.

Sat smiling in the roses of my face. Unscar'd by war, unstain'd by blood, Ah! touch'd by death, beneath his icy pow's, Through ages, VAGA! roll thy flood;

No ans'wring (miles, no look, could be Nor e'er broad oak, that shrouds thy side,

repay ; Fell deed of midnight spoiler hide,

So, nipt by vernal frosts, a transient flow'r Cool in thy groves, a frequent guest,

Hangs o'er the infant bud, and fades away. May Innocence, uninjur'd, rest; Untarnish’d, Beauty, round thy bed,

On the wide world cast forth, forlorn, unHer rural bland enchantments spread;

known, There on the Muse's wandering child,

No friendship bleeds, no kindred breast, for Burst unimagin?d visions wild. There he who shuns a brother's eye,

No ties of dear relationship Town. Sad Outcast! and himself would fly;

The wand'ring child of

casual Charity. Own some sweet moments of repose

Can'st thou, who gave me birth, canst thon There breathe, deluded of his woes.

In ostentatious pomp, yon menial crowd?

O! could the refuse of that wanton train,

To feed these familh'd lips but be allow'd ! By the Rev. J. BIDLAKE, of PLY. There, proudly tow'ring o’er the subject land, MOUTH

By costly art bedeck'd, and lavish taste,

Behold iny father's sumptuous manfion stand. CHILDREN of Plenty, who the cheering

The seat of riot, and licentious waste. Of liberal Fortune's golden sunshine share, In golden goblets laughs the luscious wine, While love parental crowns your cloudless days,

High viands fick’ning appetite invite ; Meets every wilh, prevents each rising care

On lilken beds their lux’ry sinks supine,

And wantonness and cost their pow'rs unite. * Note. The middle paragraph alludes to that Each faithlefs friend the ready gate receives, theory of the carth, which teaches that the pre

The cup of water cold where I implore; fent land was once the bottom of the lea, and My famish'd app: tite no scrap relieves, that it was raised by subterraneaus fires.

To me, and Want, alone is clos'd the door.

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Could I but lay this poor dejected head Him the chalte moon, and him the facred fun, Where e'en the fav’rite brute may shelter'd Him too the stars, as in their course they run, feed;

Escape not: for 'tis his their paths to trace, Could I but find the straw my humble bed, Numb’ring the mansions of etherial space. Half as the hound belov’d, or pamper'd steed, Sweet is the pipe of Lycidas : he knows

What laws control the planets, and he shows Vet he, with raptur'd eye, can fondly view The offspring branch of wedded Avarice

The wonders of the sky : we foon fhall hear

From him, if once again the day-light will aper And is to me, alas ! no pity due ? Thus, guiltless, must I pay the tax of vice?


LYCIDAS. Has bounteous Nature been to me less kind ?

Fear not, my friends : for

now, Less nicely bade my forming features grow?

with brighter With true affections less supplied my mind ?

ray, What stain has God affixed upon this brow? Peeps from its veil of clouds the eye of day.

'Tis not the offended Deity, that chides, No little bird that shelters in a tree,

'Tis not the bloody sign of war, that hides No beast that to the secret covert hies, The golden sun : that which, at highest noong But clearly proves ķind Heaven's vast charity,

Dims his fierce splendour, is the gentle moon. And bids me hope for Mercy's large supplies, Gray's-Inn, Sept. 9.

W. R. Tis faid this face is cast in equal mould, Where of the heart the pure sensations play;

THE DEATH OF JOSHUA. For oft', too oft, of beauty am I told, By those who wilh that beauty to betray. CHILDREN of Israel ! Death, with torpid

hand, Hear then, ye fons of Pleasure! hear my tale, Who gaily wanton in variety;

Chills the slow current of your chieftain's blood; And think, like me, how, piere'd by every

Draw near--attend with awe the last command
Of him

who knows your God—the greatgale, Your offspring asks the mite of Charity.

the good! Plymouth, 08. 9. 1796.

Lift to that voice, whose shout amid the war So oft has fill’d the hostile host with dread,

When Anak's giant offspring hid their head, Translation of a Greek Idyllium, written in When Canaan fled afar. 1765, by the Right Hon. C. J. Fox. Tho' now by age unstrung, its feeble found

Yet ftill it breathes for you. Friends chil. Quid miri faciat natura.

dren--gather round! OLPIS.

So Joshua spake ; intent, around, DA JARKNESS o’erhangs the plain, obscures The affumbied nation caught the guardian found, the day,

Silent in pious grief. And dims the lustre of the noontide ray :

And many a bosom heav'd the righ, Xo choral song of birds the ear affails,

And (woln with tears was many an eye, But solemn silence through the grove prevails.

For well they lov’d the Chief. Some angry God, whom mortal woes delight,

Alone untrembling, and serene, Hath quench'd the solar orb in chilling night,

The aged warrior's face was seen, Shepherds, of future wars I f_ar the sign,

A milder fire illum'd his fading eyes;
Shepherds, I dread Diana's wrath divine,

Mild as the dim-decaying ray,

When faintly o’er the evening skies
Like thee the anger of the Gods I fear :

Beains the last radiance of departing day, Ah, loft disease invade our fleecy care,

Friends, who beneath my banners oft have Or raging war, the bane of human joy, Our fertile vales and fruitful glebe destroy,

On Canaan's impious chiefs red Naughter's Before the altar let us supplia t bend;

tide : T'avert impending ills let prayet asc nd;

When, clad in terrors, the Almighty Lord By me, tappeaie ih Gods, a lamb be given,

Cali'd furth his storms, and blasted tyrant pride; By thee a guat be sacrific'd to Heaven.

Still from the God of gods protection crave, OLPIS.

When Joshua's nerveless arm Lhall moulder in Phæbus again ihine forth! Have we then errid? Son of Latona, have we ought deferr'd

Dor deem the high-heap'd votive pile, Of holy adoratior? In thine ire

Eternal Justice can beguile; Hid't thu thy fice ? All, that exist, desire

Or victim îmoke in mantling mist can hide Thy bountou: light. To thee we daily p.ay'd, The secret crimes that stain the heart, lo ilite our daily gifts obedient paid.

Each lawless luft and self-deceiving art,

From Him whose energy, dilated wide, Ceale, t.epherd, cafe, for hither Lycid bends Spreads thro’unbounded space its sovereign swav, lIis welcome stcp: him most the Mufe te Where, drown’d in darkness, dies yon fun's exiniends :


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1796.] Original Poetrý.

730 What time amid the land where


the Nile God is with ye, O Israel ! fear not ýe, Far c'er the plain his fertilizing tlood,

Tho' Slaught: ~, in his recal car, Oppression rear'd his gore-cemented pile,

Leads on his barbarous bands to war; Your fathers bu-r'd oppreft,

Tho'chiefs allied on every side And terror wither'd each hope-widow'd breast; EncircleGod shall give the victory. Then itretch'd jehovah forth th' almighty Remember, when the orbs of Heaven stood ftill! hand,

Remember, when my voice forbade the night And Nilus roll'dá tainted tide of blood; To thield the vanquill’d tyrants in their flight! And darkly-brooding o'er the land,

In vain they hid them then; CONTAGION; with her blasting breath, The darksome cave then fail'd to save, Breath'i o'er the king-curst realm the gales of The eye of Vengeance pierc'd the secret den, Death.

They met their doom deserv’d; denied a grave,

To all the winds of Heaven their loathly Calm on his couch reclines the tyrant king;

bodies wave. And tranquil as the Sleep of Innocence! At once in loud and frantic cry,

But though the trump of war no more affright; The midnight shrieks of agony

Fly the foft enticing measure,
Burst on his startl'd sense :

From the magic lute of pleasure ;
For now in darkness, on the whirlwind's wing, Fly the soft sounds deceitful of delight :
The angel of destruction rides along!

For thro' your veins th’ enerving charm (als The monarch hangs, in anguish wild,

creep, Low o'er the blasted carcase of his child. Drowning each nobler thought in Vice's deadly

He wakes to rage the despot's force,
Ifrael! pursues thy heavenly-guided course ; Thiese fues avoid---my children fly

Where God restrain'd th' obedient lea, The dimpling smile---the languid eye Ruth'd Pharaoh's impious army; swoln with The languid eye, whose liquid roll pride.

Thrills thro' the fascinated foul.
The impetuous tide

Fly the soft touch---the soul-subduing fight
Burft then its magic boundary ;

Ifrael---conquer here by flight.
On rolld the stream, with gathe'd waters strong, Go, Ifrael; break th' oppreffor’s rod,
And steeds and chiefs, in death commingled, And fight and conquer in the cause of God.
float along

Power all benignant ! ftill thine aid
To Israel's chosen fons display’l,

Ε Ρ Ι Τ Α Ρ Η.
Demands the choral song of Gratitude ;
When in the desert wastes they stray,

COM'ST thou to read the records of the dead, And Famine follow'd on the perilous way,

And wouldīt thou scan his life with eye

Thy goodness gave the food :

She who the secrets of his bosom read
The bread of Heav'ni descends, on fated wing
The airy tribe to Israel fly ;

Groans in deep anguilh o'er her husband's bier.
And when for thirst to thee they cry;

O'er their beloved parent's clay-cold bed From the hard rock gush'd forth the abundant

His children puur the agonizmg tear;

Go, to the proud y-virtuous turn thine eyes, spring

Feel they more warm Affection's holiest name? Nor then was known Jehovah's power

Are they more lov’d for life's best charities? Alone in Want's defpondent hour :

Or grace they more the friend's---the father's The Eternal's might directs the fight;

name: Where the fierce Anakin the battle led,

And Og gigantic died; and Canaan fied.
In Jericho's strong towers,
th' infulthg foe

Our hallowed host defied;

poor being ! wherefore dost thou fly?
For firm her walls, and firm on every side

Why seek to shun my gazıng eye, The frequent fort arole :

And palpitate with fear ? Six days secure, on Jericho's high wall,

Indulge a passing traveller's sight, They faw the ark in mystic circle borne,

And leap not on in vain affright;
And mock'd the sacred rites. The fabbath morn

No cruel foe is here.
Arose, and now again the foe
Beheld where Israel's warriors, still and Now, I would but pause awhile, to view
In seven-fold circle paít.

Thy dappl'd coat of many a hue;
At once they paus’da long and louder blast Thy rapid bound survey ;
The trumpets pour'd-a deep and general cry And see how well thy limbs can glide
Join'd the loud blast in dreadful harmony; Alo g the led e-crown'd streamlet's tide,
Earth heav'd her bofom with convulsive throe, Then journey on my way.
And prone, with all her towers and chiefs, fell No savage sage am I, whose pow'r

Shall tear thee from thy ruih-wove bow'r,


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