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_ of these wjll be admitted as valid reasons. The greatest part of the 
persons who thus learn the Briti/b language, as he properly enough 
in this case calls it, never learn to read it at all; and few are the 
Enclith soldiers billeted in that way in comparison of the Scotch, 
who every where surround them. The following verses, written. in 
the true ballaa stile, (though somewhat limping at times, ) is the best 
part f this collection. 
Verses written on an orange 
When Heaven,and earth were all at anne 
(By ancient bards ’tis told, 
By bards the sons of warlike Greece, 
Who tun’d the lyre of old:) 
Fell discord with a wrathful look, 
Beheld the total quiet ; 
And streight a dire resolve fhe took, 
To breed above a riot. 
Amidst the goddefses "tis said, _ 
A quarrel to foment, 
The goldon fruit inscrib’d the laid, 
** Unto’ the fairest sent.” ; 
Each claim’d the gift; fell strife arose 
Amongst the heavenly fair ; 
Now first the goddefses were foes; 
Now wrathful frowns they wear. 
But here no quarrel can arise, 
And discord I defy ; 
Since goddefses nor woman’s eyes, 
Can with my Delia’s vie. 
Then, fair one, condescend sans cholar, 
Accept the tribute of the muse ; 
Golden, alas! alone in codour. 
But love, not discord to infuse. 
Tis sweeter far tian gold, I trust, 
» Hence Delia iearn tow better 
(Compared with trifics,) is the alluring dust, 
And know, “‘ all are not gold that glitter.” 
A correspondent from the Isle of Skye, who signs himself _X. W 
desires that the following lines copied from a monument in the church 
of Slate in that island, may be preserved in the Bee. They are 
gaid to have been written by the late lord Littleton. 
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