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iTiyissu« rejoycc ray land, I pray you. on his parls. How great, then, was 



Ictt Mr Jolin lilton have the best 13c- liis disappointment, when the doctor, 



DClioe: and niy Lord Lovcil come to addressing himself to the lady of flie 



grace, then that ye shew to him that house, with his usual solemnity, said, 



he pray for me. And uncle John re- 

 member my Soulc, as ye have done 

 my Body, and better; and I pray jou 

 see the Sadler Hartlington be paied, 

 and in all other places." 



Attainted of treason, his lands were 

 forfeited, and passed into the posses- 

 .sion of Sir James Blount and Sir 

 David Owen, but were recovered in 

 about ten years by his son George. 



■ I will be much obliged to you, ma- 

 dam, if you will send one of your 

 servants to the toy-shop, for a rattle to 

 entertain this gentleman you wish me 

 to be acquainted with." 



ENVIRONS OF PARIS. 



The view from the hill of St. Denys 

 appears as agreeable as the eye could 

 wish : it ofiers Paris in the middle of 

 a well-wooded, well-cultivated, coun- 



Robert Catesby, the conspirator, was try, and the Seine, in all their charms 

 great great grandson of this John de The whole together is enchanting. — 

 Catesby, and "damned to everlasting As to the chateau of St. Germain, we 

 lame" as the projector of the Gun- perceive it a long time before we 

 jiowder Treason. His father had been 'reach it: from the hill we cast our 

 tried for harbouring the Jesuits; and eyes all around, and the meadows 

 in his two sons, William and Robert, show a country like England. I 

 the family, whose root was Simon de believe I looked upon it, on that 

 Catesby, (younger brother of Philip de account, with a more favourable eye, 

 Esseby, founder of Catesby Priory,) yet I found it less agreeable than the 

 st^iward to Randle Gcrnon, Earl of former. My imagination was full of 

 Chcslcrin the time of Henry I. and the noise, and pon^p, and splendor; 

 Stephen, became extinct. which this celebrated chateau once 

 DR. JOHNSON. afforded, but which time had suppress- 

 A man of fashion wished to be iniro- cd, — scenes wherein art, poetic genius, 

 duced to the lute Dr. Johnson: this courtly eloquence, had exhausted all 

 was accordingly etlected by means of their strength to support the fabric of 

 Mrs. Otway, a lady for whom the regal magnificence. From Mont- 

 doctor entertained the greatest re- martre, Paris is the primary object of 

 spcct. , At the hour appointed, he vision, including a confined view o^ 

 came to the door in an elegant chariot, particular places about it. The avc- 

 and, after a loud rat-tat-tat, demon- nues in the quarters round Paris are 

 strativc of his consequence, entered superb, but, from too great regularity, 

 the drawing-room in a dress-suit, with not holding forth picturesque views, — 



a bag, sword, &c. Having been edu- 

 cated at the university oC Dublin, and 

 reckoned a good classical scholar in 

 his youth, he hoped to recommend 

 himself to the colossus of literature by 

 a display of bis early acquirements. 

 After a speech of about half an hour. 



no little romantic villas for men of 

 fortune, — no retired snug boxes for 

 citizens and tradesmen, — all is on tod 

 grand a grale; and every country- 

 house has, if possible, its jet d'eau, &cl 

 in imitation of the Tuilleries, which 

 appears to be the general model. 



interlarded with plentiful quotations of Versailles is dtmeuhle, unfurnished, 



Gfc/.'k and Latin, he turned round and in a dilapidated state. Charenton 



towar<ls his new acfjuaiHtancc, in the exhibits a good general view of the 



full expuclation of being complimented junction of the Seine and Marne. 



ORIGINAL POETRY. 



MARY DEAR ; 



A ijERKNADE. 



\\\ tlip i>l(^i8ure» tliat lurk in a sweet woman'H 

 *^ eyes, 



Kjrtlie ghiiice which a paramourN suit ne'er denies, 

 Ky the IoikI rccolkctloii oT duvK that arc flown, 

 Uy the frrliiixs which only lo lovers are ktioivn^ 

 I >uear to be eviittant to ttiec, Mary dear! 

 , By the stars tliat are stujilini; yon lieaven in pairs,' 

 by thi' cliariiiii which a virgin's soli counteoancc 



Mo^T]lLV Mao. No. .39','. 



By the roies that hloom on thy redolent cliccks. 

 By that tongue wliich of love so impressively 

 speaks, 

 1 swear to be constant to thee, Mary dear! 



And should the Fates darken the paths I may tread. 



Or uuniher nie, Mary, too suuii with tlicdcaj, 



Tlie rejiieuihrancc of thee, aud the flame thon hast 



faniAl, 

 Shall the tears of regret and afTeclion command, 



And the Ins^ words I ntlcr siioll be, Mary dear. 

 Islington. 3. G — m. 



H SONNET 



