SIR,

Ecce iterum Crifpinus.

OTWITHSTANDING the skill and fottigliezza with which the ingenious foreigner, Signor Blandofo Borghefe, endeavoured to parry off the reproach of being related to the placid Under-Secretary, the latter's Italian warehouse and complexion ftill left the matter in doubt. However, if he were a native of that land of mummery and mufic, could he be entirely ignorant of his mother-tongue? Now, in the Under-Secretary's paper, I found an account of a fhip being arrived at Genoa from Ponente. "Where the d-v-1 is Ponente?" faid I to myfelf. "I have been in every port of Italy, great and fmall, from Civita-vecchia and Leghorn, to Nettuno and Porto-Fino, and yet I never heard of this Ponente." I took the map, and examined it fcrupuloufly from Reggio to Nizza, and still no Ponente was there. At laft, I recollected that Ponente was Italian for the weft, and that the veffel was merely arrived from the weftward. From this, and many other blunders of the Under-Secretary, and ftill more from his admirable affurance and intrepidity of countenance, I am inclined to believe a friend of mine who afferts, that he is an Irifhman, and that his original name was Brogues; a diftinction his family obtained by beginning fome time fince to wear fhoes. It is eafy to conceive that the natural tendency of all languages to euphony, may have occafioned the tranfpofition of the r, of which we have many inftances, as in burnt from brent, &c. The other trifling changes any etymologift will account

NOTWITHSTANDING

for.

Though the fubject is almoft as ftale as the

* If there were any fpecies of radifh at all refembling the Under-Secretary's complexion, he would be an excellent illustration of Shakespeare's whimfical defcription of " a forked radish, with a head moft fantaftically carved upon it." When his yellow pock-marked face is puckered up into a fweet-dimpled fmile, which occurs at almost every moment, it is hardly poffible to avoid catching the infection.

Under

Under-Secretary's olives, yet as his birth has been affigned to almoft all the countries of Europe, by inferting this letter, which proves him an Irishman, you will do a piece of fervice to mankind in general.

VAN TRUMP.

THE LAWYER'S FAREWEL TO HIS MUSE.

BY THE LATE SIR W. BLACKSTONE, KNT.

S, by fome tyrant's ftern command,

A wretch forfakes his native land,
In foreign climes condemn'd to roam,
An endless exile from his home;
Penfive he treads the deftin'd way,
And dreads to go, nor dares to ftay;
Till on fome neighb'ring mountain's brow
He ftops, and turns his eye below;
There, melting at the well-known view,
Drops a laft tear, and bids adieu :
So I, thus doom'd from thee to part,
Gay Queen of Fancy and of Art,
Reluctant move, with doubtful mind,
Oft' ftop, and often look behind.
Companion of my tender age,
Serenely gay, and fweetly fage,
How blithfome were we wont to rove
By verdant hill, or fhady grove,
Where fervent bees, with humming voice,
Around the honey'd oak rejoice,
And aged elms, with awful bend,
In long cathedral walks extend!
Lull'd by the lapse of gliding floods,
Cheer'd by the warbling of the woods,
How bleft my days, my thoughts how free!

In fweet fociety with thee!

Then all was joyous, all was young,

And years unheeded roll'd along!

But now the pleasing dream is o'er ;

These scenes muft charm me now no more:

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Loft to the field, and torn from you-
Farewel!-a long, a laft adieu!

Me, wrangling courts, and ftubborn law,
To fmoke, and crowds, and cities draw;
There selfish Faction rules the day,
And Pride and Av'rice throng the way:
Difeafes taint the murky air,

And midnight conflagrations glare;
Loofe Revelry, and Riot bold,

In frighted streets their orgies hold;-
Or, when in filence all is drown'd,
Fell Murder walks her lonely round:
No room for peace, no room for you,
Adieu, celeftial nymph, adieu!

Shakespeare no more, thy fylvan fon,
Nor all the art of Addison,

Pope's heav'n-ftrung lyre, nor Waller's ease,
Nor Milton's mighty felf must please.

Inftead of thefe, a formal band,

In furs and coifs, around me ftand;

With founds uncouth, and accents dry,
That grate the foul of harmony,
Each pedant fage unlocks his ftore
Of myftic, dark, difcordant lore;
And points with tott'ring hand, the ways
That lead me to the thorny maze.

There, in a winding, close retreat,
Is Juftice doom'd to fix her feat;
There, fenc'd by bulwarks of the law,
She keeps the wond'ring world in awe;
And there, from vulgar fight retir'd,
Like eaftern queens, is more admir'd.

O let me pierce the fecret fhade,
Where dwells the venerable maid!
There humbly mark, with rev'rent awe,
The guardian of Britannia's law.
Unfold with joy her facred page,
(Th' united boast of many an age,

Where

Where mix'd, yet uniform, appears
The wisdom of a thousand years)
In that pure fpring the bottom view,
Clear, deep, and regularly true,
And other doctrines thence imbibe,
That lurk within the fordid scribe;
Obferve how parts with p rts unite,
In one harmonious rule of right;
See countless wheels diftinctly tend,
By various laws, to one great end;
While mighty Alfred's piercing foul
Pervades and regulates the whole.

Then welcome bufinefs, welcome ftrife,
Welcome the cares, the thorns of life :
The vifage wan, the pur-blind fight,
The toil by day, the lamp at night,
The tedious forms, the folemn prate,
The pert difpute, the dull debate,
The drowsy bench, the babbling hall,
For thee, fair Juftice, welcome all!

Thus though my noon of life be past,
Yet let my fetting fun, at last,
Find out the ftill, the rural cell,
Where fage retirement loves to dwell!
There let me tafte the home-felt blifs
Of innocence, and inward peace;
Untainted by the guilty bribe;
Uncurs'd amid the happy tribe;
No orphan's cry to wound my ear,
My honour and my confcience clear:
Thus may I calmly meet my end,
Thus to the grave in peace defcend.

TH

PITT'S SPECIFIC.

HE Proprietor of this invaluable Medicine, begs leave to recommend it to the public in general, and those of his friends in particular, for whofe paft fa-i

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vours he hereby acknowledges his moft grateful obligations. He prefumes it is unneceffary to remind them of the extraordinary talents of that Great Man, who firft difcovered its ufe, and its wonderous efficacy, in invigorating the Conftitution. It is well known, that that Great Man, who was not lefs famed for his penetration in discovering the feat of a disease, than for his nice judgment in applying the proper remedy, was accustomed to boaft that he never found any cafe too desperate; and that, whenever he had a reasonable encouragement from his patients, and promifes that they would abide ftrictly and implicitly by the regimen he prefcribed, he was never known to have given them over, as the phrafe is. It would be needlefs to trace the progrefs of the patent from the original Inventor to the prefent Grantee; let it therefore fuffice, that the Proprietor, although he has not a regular diploma, yields not in point of medical skill to his predeceffor, and in general adheres to his fyftem, except that, by fome captious perfons, he has been thought a little too fond of bleeding, and has occafionally recommended evacuations before the prime via were properly cleanfed. However, the practice is not without precedent, as the Prefident of the College of Phyficians has invariably adopted it, and recommended it to the young licentiates,

The Proprietor thinks he may be pardoned for recommending his medicine during the prefent foggy and uncheering ftate of the atmosphere, whilft the barometer is below feventy, and will probably fall much lower, as it is conjectured by certain proficients in aftrological fpeculation. He fuppofes the public are aware of the many complaints to which the nervous fyftem is at prefent expofed, partly owing to the atmofpheric influence, partly to a vicious tendency to irritation in the general habit; and therefore can, with confidence, fuggeft the peculiar virtues of his Specific. It is univerfally allowed to be a Sovereign remedy in confumptive cafes, when any fymptoms of internal decay,