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Thould he be represented as trampling upon, and destroying the poor and unprotected? Surely it is out of nature.

16. Ignorancè, Impudence, and Avarice dancing a Scotch Reel. An entertaining allegorical group.

71. The Palace of Corruption. A powerful design, but the colours are too transparent; they are actually seen tbrough.

Mr. DunDONKY*, Opposite the New Church, Strand.

18. A Cameleon. The shifting hues of the creature are done in a moft extraordinary inanner.

19. Liberty-in water colours. The figure scarcely discérnable.

20. The Death of Mr. Habeas Corpus, commonly called the Poor Man's Friend. The last agonies of this respectable old patriot are truly affecting. The groups round his bed express neither interest nor affection for him, indeed they all seem to be drunk or asleep. This is, upon the whole, a lamentable production.

21. The Opening of a Campaign-a Study-All enveloped in clouds—it also wants Perspective.

Mr. PITMANĖ, Downing-street. 22. Views in Ireland, Surely more confined, incongruous masses were never before exhibited; there is want of freedomn, and the contour is by no means correct. The yellow harmony is evidently too predominant, and produces a very bad effect.

23. A Banditti intent on Plunder. There is a daring originality in this picture, which yet disgusts. The majority of the figures exhibit a set of the blackest viilains that ever disgraced society. The yellow harmony here also destroys the purity of the whole. The com lours do not appear as if they would stand, they seem to have an evanescent quality.

24. Scene in Botany Bay. The design is uncom

* Probably meant for Mr. Dundas.

Probably meant for Mr. Pict.

monly

monly harsh, but the groups of suffering patriots are peculiarly interesting.

25. The Empress of Russia finging Te Deum for the fubjugation of Poland. An excellent idea, but the whole picture is too black, and wants relief.

26. The King of Pruffia counting over his Subfidy. 27. Emperor of Germany, ditto, his Loan.

28. The King of Sardinia, ditto.-The laughter in the countenances of these three great men is admirably given.

29. An Armed Nation. There is an awful truth in the expression of this picture, that is really terrible.

30. An Alarmed Nation, (as companion to the above) Though there is wonderful art in this composition, it can at best be called but a miserable attempt.

31. An Invasion. A most terrific scene. The Painter here seems to have laboured with uncommon ingenuity to produce the effect.

32. A Famine. A shocking display of misery and despair; the rending distresses of the Poor are exquifitely finished. N. B. This Piece was originally intended to have been sent to France, but owing to the present troubles in that unhappy country, will now remain in England.

33. Drawings of all the Towns in Holland. N. B. They are already disposed of.

34. Satan, the Enemy of the Human Race in Pandemmonium. -A formidable figure, with a horrible countenance. It is supposed to be a portrait of the master himself. There certainly is a strong resemblance.

[Courier.]

ODE.
THE INSURRECTION OF THE SLAVES AT ST. DOMINGO.

(Written in the year 1792.)
T OWLY finks the ruddy fun,
L Sheathe the blade, the war is done ;
Cried Orrah, to his murderous band,
Who wearied stood on Cuba's strand.

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But hark! what found invades the ear?
Hark!--Sheathe the blade, no danger's near:
'Tis the gasp of parting breath,
'Tis the hollow voice of death,
'Tis the figh, the groan of those,
Once our tyrants, once our foes.
Loud, loud, ye fiends, shriek loud! your cries
Pour loud! a grateful sacrifice
To him, at whose behest ye bleed,
Who smiled propitious on the deed!
And, ye hoar cliffs, that frown around,
The echoes of our shouts resound,
While around the votive fire!

-We've footh'd the spirit of our fire.
'Twas night, when bound in servile chains,
We fail'd from Afric's golden plains :
The moon had reached its utmost height,
Its orb disclosed but half its light;
Darkling clouds hung o'er the deep,
And the hush'd murmurs seemed to sleep.

Sudden floating in the skies
A shaddowy cloud appear'd to rise; .
Sudden gliding o'er the flood
The dim-feen shade before me stood;
Thro' its form the moon's pale beam
Shed a faint, a sickly gleam;
Thrice its arm I saw it rear,

Thrice my mighty soul did fear.
The stillness dread a hollow murmur broke;
It was the Genius groaned; and, lo!--it spoke!
.“ O, my troubled spirit fighs

When I hear my people's cries!
Now, the blood which swells their veins
Flows debas'd by servile chains :
Desart now my country lies;
Moss-grown now my altars rise:
O, my troubled spirit sighs
When I hear my people's cries !

Hurry,

Hurry, Orrah, o'er the flood.
Bathe thy sword in Chriftian blood!
Whidah * will thy side protect;

Whidah will thy arm direct.”,
Low'ring frowned the hurthened cloud,
Shrilly roar'd the whirlwind loud,
Livid lightnings gleam'd on high,
And big waves billowed to the sky.

. Aitonished I, in wild affright,
Knew not ’owas vanished from my sight;
Whether on the storm it rode,

Or surik beneath the troubled Hood.
Again! along the beam-gilt tide,
Ah! see again the Spirit glide!
It joins our triumph! on the fight,
It bursts in majesty of light.
Mark! how it bows its wond'rous head,
And hails our deed! Ah! see-'tis fled !

Now, now, ye cliffs, that frown around,

The echoes of our thouts resound,
While around the votive fire!

We've sooth'd the spirit of our fire.
(Courier.]

SOME ACCOUNT OF THE ALBIONITES. A NEWLY DISCOVERED PEOPLE IN THE GERMAN OCEAN. From the Travels of Launcelot Gulliver, Eig. F. R. S. a va.

luable manuscript in the British Museum. The author, who died lately, deposited it there, with a strict injunction that it hould not be published entire. By he favour of one of the Curators, we have, however, obtained the following extract. Tere being no date to it, it is not easy to say at what time it was written, nor whether the people described by the Author still exilt, or whether, which we think more probable, they were not swallowed up in that ocean which, nearly surrounded their coasts. THE constitution of the Albionites is a very fin

gular one. It has been generally thought to have been constructed upon magical principles; and

* The God whom the Africans on the coast of Guinea worship.

indeed, while I rer:ainel among them, I had some reason to think that this was the case. If viewed through one glass, which they call theory, it appears full of beauty, order, and security; but there is another glass, called practis, pratique, or fome, such name, through which it appears disjointed, distorted, confused, and tottering. Nor can we wonder at this; their mode of repairing it being so curious, that pera haps there is nothing like it in the world. Their mode of propping it up, is to take fomething froin the foundation, and whenever they apply a buttress, they, undermine the wall it is meant to support. Some of their statesmen who thewed us this phenomenon, seemed to wish we should understand that it was made by magic, although we saw nothing in their countenances to induce us to think that they had a conjuror ainong them. It appeared to me, that this conftitution, supported as I have described, is not of long standing, perhaps not more than four or five and thirty years old, but how long it may remain firm under such a novel scheme of architecture, it is impossible to say. .

All European governments, it is well known, are either monarchy, aristocracy, or democracy, absolute or limited, or mixed. That of the Albionites differs from all these, being what they call 'a Pittarchy; a word, of which I never could procure the proper meaning. Pitt, in their language, means something deep, dark, and dangerous; but it has so many other significations, that it is impossible to guess at the one meant. Besides the above, it means an ambitious man, à fallow politician, a proud look, an apostate,, a lover of wine, an encaurager of Spies, a weak minister, and a wry nose, things which are confessedly of very opposite natures. So that all the pains I took were insufficient to attain the proper meaning. There are many other instances of this in their language, which greatly perplex strangers. The word by which they express people means also swine, and they have but one word to express, to petition, to grant, to remonstrate, and to

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