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call for this accumulation of armies and of But we have no election. If we were base navies ? No-she has none. They are enough to desire it, it is now too late to meant for us ; they can be meant for no retire from the contest. There is no reother. They are sent over to bind and treat but in submission and slavery-our rivet upon us those chains, which the Bri. chains are forged their clanking may be tish ministry have so long been forging. heard upon the plains of Boston. The war And what have we to oppose to them ? is inevitable, and let it come. It is in Shall we try argument ? Sir, we have vain to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen been trying that for the last ten years. may cry, peace, peace. But there is no Have we any thing new to offer upon the peace. The war is actually begun. The subject ? Nothing. We have held the next gale that sweeps from the north will subject up in every light of which it is ca. bring to our ears the clash of resounding pable, and all has been in vain. Shall we Our brethren are already in the resort to entreaty and humble supplication? field! Why stand we here idle ? What is What terms can we find which have not it that gentlemen wish ? What would already been exhausted ? Let us not, I they have ? Is life so dear, or peace so beseech you, Sir, deceive ourselves any sweet, as to be purchased at the price of longer. We have done every thing which chains and slavery! Forbid it, Almighty could be done to avert the storm which is God! I know not what course others may coming on. We have petitioned—we have take; but as for me—(cried he, his arms remonstrated-we have supplicated—we raised aloft, his brow knit, and his whole have prostrated ourselves before the throne, frame as if on fire with the enthusiasm and have implored its interposition to ar- which inflamed him) give me liberty or rest the tyrannical hands of the ministry give me death ! and the parliament. Our petitions have been slighted-our remonstrances have pro
The appeal was decisive-his produced additional violence and insult--our posal was carried in despite of all supplications have been disregarded, and opposition, and the House of Bure we have been spurned with contempt from gesses adjourned to a particular day, the foot of the throne. In vain after these amid the shouts of the Virginians things may we indulge the fond hope of and the impotent denunciations of peace and reconciliation. There is no Lord Dunmore, their Governor. Inlonger any room for hope. If we wish to deed it is almost impossible, even be free-if we mean to preserve inviolate in this country, and at this distance those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending—if we mean
of time, to read this speech in the not basely to abandon the noble struggle closet, without feeling the force of in which we have been so long engaged, its reasoning, and the sublime intreand which we have pledged ourselves never pidity of its enthusiasm. What must to abandon, until the glorious object of our
it not have done then in such an contest shall be obtained—we must fight! assembly, aided by a delivery which -I repeat it, Sir—we must fight !- an is described as almost miracuappeal to arms and to the God of Hosts is lous. The members are representall that is left us. They tell us that we
ed as having remained in a sort are weak-unable to cope with so formi- of trance for some moments after dable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger ? Will it be the next week, by an involuntary echo of his last
he had ceased, which was followed or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard
words" Liberty or Death!” shall be stationed in every house ? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction ? Sir, we are not weak if we make We find it quite impossible to do a proper use of those means which the justice to this interesting subject God of nature hath placed in our power. within the limits of a single article; Three millions of people armed in the holy and we must, although reluctantly, cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by number.
defer the remainder until our next
It still remains to exhibit any force which our enemy can send against Henry in a new character; to shew us. Besides, Sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who him fertile in resources and vigorous presides over the destinies of nations; and in enterprise ; to complete our view who will raise up friends to fight our battles of his senatorial and forensic course; for us. The battle is not to the strong alone; and to describe the closing scenes of it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave his active and honourable life.
Ali was cruel-a most cruel one!
"Tis rumour'd he had strangled his own motherHowbeit such deeds of darkness he had done,
'Tis thought he would have slain his elder brother
Did live within harm's length of one another,
Despotic power, that mars a weak man's wit,
And makes a bad man-absolutely bad,t:
Monarchs should have some check-strings; but he had
Wherefore he did not reign well-and full glad
Until he got a sage-bush of a beard,
Wherein an Attic owl might roost–a trail
Grew downward like old women and cow's tail,
Mingling with duskier brown its warnings pale ;
Ben Ali took the hint, and much did vex
His royal bosom that he had no son,
To stand in his Morocco shoes—not one
When he was gone-doom'd when his days were done
Surnamed Brother of the Sun and Moon. + This is better than “power that makes weak men wicked, makes wicked men mad.” (See Preface to the Expedition of Orsua, and the Crimes of Aguirre, by Mr. Southey.)
# The ladies may complain here, that they ought to be the distinguished sex ; but in truth they are not so entitled. They must all have heard, fond as they are of China, of. mandarines, but who ever heard of womandarines ?
He knew that man with many years must fail,
And turn old woman, though he still should wear
That he himself might be of those that are
Their likeness on the world, 'tis but an heir
Therefore he chose a lady for his love,
Singling from out the herd one stag-eyed dear;
All eyes, were dark, and timorous, and clear;
And drumm’d with proxy prayers Mohammed's ear:
Beer will grow mothery, and ladies fair
Will grow like beer; so did that stag-eyed dame:
Boy'd up his hopes, and even chose a name
He made so certain ere his chicken came :-
To-morrow came, and with to-morrow's sun
A little daughter to this world of sins,-
Brought on another, like a pair of twins :
Their little wits and scare them from their skins
Then strove their stag-eyed mother to calm down
This his paternal rage, and thus addrest:
And box the compass of thy royal chest ?
I love to gaze on!-Prythee, thou hadst best
But not her words, nor e'en her tears, could slack
Wherein a woman might be poked a few
At this sad order ; but their slaveships knew
George Fox, in “ The Fashions of this World made manifest," says, 66 and further to get breeches like a coat.” He can mean nothing else but a petticoat. + Printer's Devil. What does the author mean here? Author. Nothing.
For Ali had a sword, much like himself,
A crooked blade, guilty of human gore-
Were stuck at his head-quarters by the score-
But jested with it, and his wit cut sore ;
He often did his dozen butts a week.
Therefore his slaves, with most obedient fears,
Came with the sack the lady to enclose;
Coursed one another down her innocent nose;
Though there were some felt willing to oppose,
And when the sack was tied, some two or three
Of these black undertakers slowly brought her
Was doom'd to have a winding sheet of water.
Farewell the sun—the moon—each little daughter!
The waters oped, and the wide sack full fill’d
All that the waters oped, as down it fell ;
A ring above her like a water knell ;
And not a guilty heave was left to tell
But Heaven beheld, and awful witness bore,
The moon in black eclipse deceased that night,
The lady's natal star with pale affright
Turn'd comets as the tale was brought to light;
Next night a head a little lady head,
Push'd through the waters a most glassy face,
Comb’d by 'live ivory, to show the space
A soft blue mist, breathing a bloomy grace
The author is wrong here : Clarence was not drowned in Sack, but in a butt of Malmsbury.-A True Critic.
So pale it seem'd near drowned to a white,
Of music bubbling through the surface light;
To listen to the air-and through the night
THE WATER PERI'S SONG.
The child that she wetnursed is lapp'd in the wave;
This greyish bath cloak is her funeral pall;
My mother's own daughter—the last of her race-
Williams's views IN GREECE, &c.
There has been lately exhibited wonder and well-regulated delight. at the Calton Convening room, Edin- It is really a most agreeable novelty burgh, a collection of views in Greece, to the passing visitant, to see the Italy, Sicily, and the Ionian Isles, beauty of the North, the radiant painted in water colours by Mr. beauty of the North, enveloped in Hugh Williams, a native of Scot- such an atmosphere, and set off by land, which themselves do honour to such a back-ground. Oriental skies the talents of the artist, as the at- pour their molten lustre on Caledotention they have excited does to nian charms. The slender, lovely, the taste of the northern capital. It taper waist (made more taper, more is well; for the exhibition in that lovely, more slender by the staytown of the works of living artists maker), instead of being cut in two (to answer to our Somerset House by the keen blasts that rage in exhibition) required some set-off. Prince's street, is here supported by Mr. Williams ha made the amende warm languid airs, and a thousand honorable, for his country, to the of- sighs, that breathe from the vale of fended genius of art, and has stretch- Tempe. Do not those fair tresses ed out under the far-famed Calton look brighter as they are seen hangHill, and in the eye of Arthur's Seat, ing over a hill in Arcadia, than when fairy visions of the fair land of they come in contact with the hard Greece, that Edinburgh belles and grey rock of the castle? Do not beaux repair to see with cautious those fair blue eyes look more trans