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a It is the gift of Poetry to consecrate
every place in which it moves, to breathe around nature an odour more exquisite than the perfume of the rosey and to-shed over it a tint more magical than the blush of the morning.” The following exquisite little song is from the pen of Mrs. Muzzy, of this city. It is a gem of the first water—drop from Helicon it self.—-A*. Y. Statesman. “Take back, take back thy rosy wreath, And bind it on some gayer brow ; The anxious eye that droops beneath, Would make it seem but mock’ry now, , Take back thy roses, gay and fair, The chaplet is not meet for me ; This pallid cheek, so bleach’d with care, A sad, sad contrast offers thee. Take back thy gift—some lighter heart May prize thy wreath of blooming flowers; To me they out a pang impart, Recalling earlier, happier hours. Take back thy dewy gems again, While o’er my brow I see them wave It seems like decking victims slain, kike twining garlands o’er a grave.” VERSES TO PITY. Oh ! Pity-r-daughter of the sky With throbbing breast and streaming eye, In mercy sent below ; To bid us for another feel, To share the pang we cannot heal. And smooth the path of woe. To cheer the clouded brow of care, Revive the form of wan despair, Thine is the task assign’d ; Steal from distress its frightful hue, And gently pour thy fostering dew Into the troubled mind. Nor e’er is beauty more displayed, Than when it courts thy soft’ning aid, And heaves the gentle sigh ; Thus brightest still the sun appears, When beaming through the morning tears, He rises in the sky. Oh pity ! while through life I stray, Be thou companion of my day, Still to the wretched dear; Nor shall I deem thy price too high, Though purchas’d still with many a sigh, With many a pang and tear. kHH Qb ELOQUENCE OF SHERLOCK. Bishop Sherlock, in one of his ser mons, has the following elegant passage, Which is quoted by Mr. Blair, in his lec tures on Rhetorick and Belles Lettres, as a remarkably fine example of the figure of personification. The author is com paring our Saviour with Mahomet. <s Go,” says he, “ to your natural reli gion, lay before her Mahomet and his disciples arrayed in armour and blood, riding in triumph over the spoils of thousands who fell by his victorious sword. Show her the cities which he set m names, tne countries wnicn ne ravaged and destroyed, and the miserable distress of all the inhabitants of the earth. When she has viewed him in this scene, carry her into his retirement; show her the Prophet’s chamber ; his concubines and his wives; and let her hear him allege revelation, and a divine commission, to justify his adultery and lust. When she is tired of this prospect, then show her the blessed Jesus, humble and meek, do ing good to all the sons of men. Let her see him in his most retired privacies ; iet her follow him to the mount, and hear his devotions and supplications to God. Carry her to his table, to view his poor fare, and hear his heavenly discourse. Let her attend him to the tribunal, and consider the patience with which he en dured the scoffs and reproaches of his enemies. Lead her to his cross ; let her view him in the agony of death, and hear his last prayer for his persecutors : Fa ther, forgive them, for they know not what they do! When natural religion has thus viewed both, ask her where is the prophet of God ? But her answer we have already had, when she saw part of this scene, through the eyes of the centurion, who attended at the cross.—By him she spoke, and said, Truly this man was the son of God.” This, says Blair, is more than elegant; it is truly sublime. The whole passage is animated ; and the figure rises at the conclusion; when natural religion, who before was only a spectator, is introduced as sneaking by the centurion’s voice.— It has the better effect, too, that it oc curs at the conclusion of a discourse, when we naturally look for most warmth and dignity. SENSATIONS AN AMERICAN TRAVELLER IN ENGLAND. The following extract from “B'racebridge Hall,” by our countryman Irving,.well describes the feelings of an American on visiting Europe. Having been born and brought up in a new country, yet educated from infancy in the literature of the old one, ray mind was early filled with historical and poeti cal associations, connected with places, and manners, and customs of Europe; but which could rarely be applied to those of my own country. To a mind thus pe culiarly prepared, the most ordinary ob jects and scenes, on arriving in Europe, are full of strange matter and interesting novelty. England is as classic ground to an American, as Italy is to an English man ; and old London teems with as much historical association as mighty Rome. | Indeed, it is difficult to describe the whimsical medley of ideas that throng upon his mind on landing among English scenes. He for the first time sees a world j about which he has been reading and thinking in every stage of his existence. The recollected ideas of infancy, youth and manhood; of the nursery, the school, and the study, come swarming at once upon him; and his attention is distracted between great objects; each of which, perhaps, awakens an equally delightful train of remembrances. But what more especially attracts his notice, are those peculiarities which dis tinguish an old country and an old state of society from a new one. I have ne ver yet grown familiar enough with the crumbling monuments of past ages, to blunt the intense interest with which I at first beheld them. Accustomed al ways to scenes where history was, in a manner, in anticipation; where every thing in art was new and progressive, and pointed to the future rather than to j the past; where, in short, the works of | man gave no ideas but those of young j existence, and prospective improvement ; there was something inexpressibly touch ing in the sight of enormous piles of ar chitecture, gray with antiquity, and sink ing to decay. I cannot describe the route but deep-felt euthusiusm with which I have contemplated a vast monastic ruin, like Tin tern Abbey, buried in the bosom of a quiet valley, and shut up from the world, as though it bad existed merely for itself; or a warrior pile, lik* Conway Castle, standing in stern loneliness on its rocky height, a mere hollow yet threa tening phantom of departed power. They spread a grand, and melancholy, and to me, an unusual charm over the landscape; I for the first time beheld signs of na tional old age, and empire’s decay, and proofs of the transient and perishing glo ries of art, amidst the ever-springing and reviving fertility of nature. But, in. fact, to me every thing was full of mutter; the footsteps of history were every where to be traced ; and poetry had breathed over and sanctified the land. I experienced the delightful freshness of j feeling of a child, to whom every thing j is new. I pictured to myself a set of in- i habitants and a mode of life for every j habitation that I saw, from the aristocra- | tical mansion, amidst the lordly repose I of stately groves and solitary parks, to the straw-thatched cottage, with its scan- | ty garden and its cherished woodbine. I j thought I never could be sated with the j sweetness and freshness of a country so j completely carpeted with verdure ; where ! every air breathed of the balmy pasture, j and the honey-suckled hedge. 1 was con- j tinually coming upon some little docu- ! ment of poetry in the blossomed haw- 1 thorn, the daisy, the cowslip, the prim- j rose, or some other simple object that has received a supernatural value from the muse. The first time that I heard the song of the nightingale, I was intoxi- ; cated more by the delicious crowd of re- j membered associations than by the me- 1 lody of.its notes; and I shall never for get the thrill of ecstacy with which I first , saw the lark rise, almost from beneath tny feet, and wing its musical flight up j into the morning sky. -——«««■ mcm — Goethe, the celebrated German writer 1 aged 78 years, was at the point of death on the 24th of February. The Austrian j government has sentenced M. Pellico, one of the most distinguishe.d poets in Italy, to fifteen years imprisonment for , being a Carbonari. ——— Two highwaymen were crossing Houns low heath, when one of them observed a gibbet.—■“ Curse those gibbets,” said he; if it were not for them, ours would be the best trade in the world.”—You are a fool,” cried the other ; there’s nothing better for us than gibbets ; for were it ; not for them, every person would turn I highwayman, and we should be ruined.” A person speaking of another who died in consequence of his intemperance, said ‘ he burnt his inside out with rum.3 A Frenchman having occasion to relate the fact, and wishing to preserve the same phraseology, said64 Rum burnt him wrong side outwards ! , From Lay Casas11'Journal. bonapahte’s opinion of the emperor ALEXANDER. “ As to the Emperor of Russia, he is a man infinitely superior to the other mon archs ; he possesses wit, grace, informa tion, is fascinating; but he is not to be trusted; he is devoid of candor; a true Greek of the Lower Emfiire.-—At the same time he is not without ideology* real or assumed : after all it may only be a smat tering derived from his education and his preceptor. “Would you believe,” said the emperor,“ what I had to discuss with him ? He maintained that inheritance was an abuse in monarchy, and I had to spend more than an hour and employ all my eloquence and logic in proving to him that this right constituted the peace and happiness of the people. It may he, too, that he was mystifying : for he is cun ning, false, and expert. *# * * * * * ; he can go a great length. If I die here, he will be my real heir in Europe. I alone was able to stop him with his de luge of Tartars The crisis is-great, and will have lasting effects upon the conti nent of Europe, especially upon Constan tinople ; he was solicitous with me for the possession of it. I have had much coaxing on the subject; but I constantly turned a deaf ear to it, That empire, shattered as it appeared, would constant ly have remained a point of separation between us ; it was the marsh that pre vented my right being turned. As to Greece, it is another matter.” And af ter talking a while upon that country, he resumed the subject: “ Greece awaits a liberator 1 there will be a brilliant crows of glory I—he will inscribe his name for ever with those of Homer, Plato, and E paminondas ! I perhaps was not far from it When, during my campaign in Ita ly, I arrived on the shores of the Adriatic, I wrote to the Directory that I had before my eyes the kingdom of Alexander ! Still later, I entered into engagements with Ali Pacha; and, when Corfu was taken from us, they must have found there ammunition, and a complete equipment for an army of fifty thousand men. I had caused maps to be made of Macedonia, Servia. Albania. &c. “ Greece, the Peloponnesus at least, must be the lot of that European power, which shall possess Egypt. It should be ours.—And then, an independent king dom in the North, Constantinople with its provinces, to serve as a barrier to the power of Russia ; as they have pretended to do with respect to France, by creating' the kingdom of Belgium.” Literary and Scientifiic Intelligence. Baron Lindeneau has recently publish ed seme observations respecting the di minutio* of the solar mass. It will be found, he says, that the sun may have been imperceptibly subject to successive diminution since the science of Astrono my has been cultivated. The Baron sup poses the sun’s diameter to be 800,000 miles—4,204,000,000 feet, or nearly 2000 seconds. We have not, he observes, hi therto possessed any instrument for mea suring the diameter of heavenly bodies to a second. The sun may therefore di minish 12,000 miles of its diameter, or 2,162,000 feet, without the possibility of its being perceived. Supposing the sun to diminish daily two feet, it would re quire 3000 years to render the diminution of a second of its diameter visible. Sir Everard Home, in an introductory lecture, lately delivered in London, ex plained an important discovery, which he had made on the component parts of the blood. His new theory is, that car bonic acid gas iorms a large proportion of the blood, and that this fluid is of a tubular structure. The immortal Har vey, the discoveror of the circulation, and Hewson and Hunter, who have most studied the composition of the vital fluid, failed to make this important discovery, and should time, the only test of truth, prove the justness of this new theory, Sir Everard will be ranked among the first phisiologists of the day. He asserts that carbonic acid gas exists in the blood in the large proportion of two cubic inch es to an ounce, and that it is given out in large quantities from the blood of a person after a full meal, and very little from the blood of a feverish person. The fact of the appearance of the tubes passing thro5 every particle of the blood, he was led to discover, by observing the growth of a grain of wheat daily, thro’ a microscope;, he first saw7 a blob, and then a tube passing from it; the blob was the juice of the plant, and the tube was form ed by the extrication of carbonic acid gas. Reasoning from analogy he exami ned a globule of blood, and found it com posed of similar tubes, which he was enabled to inject under the exhausted re ceiver of an air-pump.™- XT. S. Gazette. Printing Press. We have seen this morning a proof sheet specimen of print ing, on an octavo form, pica type, by a new printing press, got up in this city, with improvements upon the London Steam Press, by Mr. James Booth. The impression is perfect, and will throw off twenty-jive hundred sheets an hour, and requires only two hands to feed it. The engine which moves the whole machinery is only one horse power,.™-•■/V. Y. JE. Post. An English paper nientio, the i'oil ow ing singular instance of nutnerial coinci dence. There is now living, near Brigh ton, a man who has been three times mar ried ; each of his wives’ names were the same ; he has had three children by each, and each lived with him three years. He was a widower between each marriage three years, has three children living, the third by each wife, and whose birth-days are within three days of each other. His last wife has been dead three years, and he expects to be married again in three months I An eccentric individual, at an advanc ed age, lately died in London, who had not changed his clothes, nor lain in a bed, for above 15 years; he used to sit in a large wicker arm chair before the fire, ; from which he very unwillingly moved, ; chopping even the wood he used as fuel on one of the arms of his chair. In the extremity of death be fell from his seat : to the floor, and when taken up and un I dressed, he presented a shocking specta cle as a corpse. He was not in a state i of want, having a competent annuity; but his habits were the effects of eccen tricity. DRUGS $ MEDICINES. JUST received, several dozen bottles best CASTOR OIL, which we will sell low by the bottle—Epsom Salts, 8cc„ &c. which, together with our former stock, will make our assortment of Me dicines complete. WEED & WARING. May 14, 1823. WM. P. BOWLES ESPECTFULLY offers his services to the citizens of Harpers-Ferry and its vicinity, in the practice of Medicine and Surgery, and solicits such part of their patronage as his strict attention to business, and skill in the profession, shall, in the opin ion of an intelligent public, entitle him. He may be found at his father’s, just above | the Shenandoah works. March 26, 1823. i--;——---.. NOTICE. ~|r| EING at this time indisposed, and ill consequently incapable of attending personally to my business, I request those indebted to me to make immediate pay ment to Mr. William Ltng, who is au thorised to transact my business. PETER CONLAN. Harpers-Ferry, April 23, 1823. LIME. THE subscriber has for sale, at the Brick Mill, on the Road between Charlestown and Harpers-Ferry, several thousand bushels of LIME, of a very su perior quality. Mr. Peter Staley will attend to the sale, measurement, and delivery. JOHN PETER. April 30, 1823.—6w. SHOES, §c. TRUNKS, containing a most ex* tensive assortment of BOOTS and SHOES; amongst which are black and colored Prunelle and Kid Pumps, and Children’s Kid Mockasins, just open ed by WEED & WARING. May 7, 1823. Messrs. Roger Perry and others, TAKE NOTICE. THAT, on Saturday the 31st instant, between the rising and setting of the sun, I shall proceed to take, at the house of Jacob R. Thomas, at Harpers Ferry, the depositions of William Cahill and Orson Bestor, which depositions, so taken, I shall offer as evidence in a suit now pending ip the Court of Chancery of Jefferson county, in which I am plaintiff, and you are defendants. May 21, 1823. PHILIP STRIDER. LOST, Yesterday, bv the subscriber, between this place and Charlestown, a Silver headed SWORD CANE, with the initials of the owner’s name on the head—If left with the subscriber a reasonable reward will be paid. D. A. WEED. May 21. -atf-~--—— --- Just Published, And for sale at the Printing Office, CHILDREN’S Toy Books—a pleasing variety, and of different sizes, Wood’s New York Primer, W'ebster’s Spelling Book, and various other School Books. May 14. HONEY. A HOGSHEAD of best quality, for sale by WEED & WARING. May 7, 1823. BLANK NOTES; For sale at the Printing Office. Clean Linen and Cotton Rags,, 1 Bought at this office.