CONTENT. 
IS not in Pleafure’s giddy round; 
‘Tis not in Mirth, Content is found 5 
Jt is not in a Monarch’s treafures ; 
It is not in a Sultan’s pleafures ; 
Jt is not in a fumptuous board ; 
Jt is not in a Mifer’s hoard ; 
Jt is not in the fparkling bow! ; 
(For *tis not wine that fooths the foul.) 
She fits not at Preferment’s gate ; 
She waits not on a Prince’s ftate ; 
But in the cot of rofy Health, 
Carelefs of Luxury and Wealth ; 
Or by fome flow’ry river’s fide, 
Or in fome wood, at even-tide, ry 
Content, and all her blifsful train refide. 5 
; ; F, 
a 
WILL CLEWLINE. 
Jamaica’s hot clime, and her pefti- 
lentdews,- , 
From,the toil of a fugar-ftowed bark, 
From thofe perilous boatings that oft thin the 
Crews, 
And fill the wide maw of the fhark ; 
FROM 
From fever, ftorm, famine, and all the. fad 
ftore 
OF hardfhips by feamen endur’d, 
Behold poor Will Clewline efcaped, and once 
more 
Witk his wife and his children fafe moor’d! 
View the rapture that beams in his fun-em- 
browned face 
While he folds his lov’d Kate to his breaft, 
While his little ones, trooping to fhare his 
embrace, 
Contend who fhall firft be careffed. 
View them climb his lov’d knee, while each 
tiny heart fwells, 3 
As he preffes the foft rofy lip, 
And of cocoa-nuts, fugar, and tamarinds tells, 
That are {oon to arrive from tlie fhip. 
Then fee him reclined in his favourite chair, 
With his arm round the neck of his love, 
Who tells how his friends and his relatives 
fare, 
And how their dear Godligthe | improve. 
Original Poetry. 
[June 1, 
The ev’ning approaches; and round the fnug - 
fire, 
Their little ones {port on the floor ; 
When lo! while each accent, each glance is 
defire, 
Loud .thunderings are heard at the door- 
And now like a tempeft that fweeps through 
the fky, 
And kills the firft buds of the year, 
Oh! view, ’midf this region of innocent joy, 
A gang of fierce ruffians appear. 
They feize on their prey, all relentlefsas fate, 
He ftruggles—is inftantly bound, 
Wild fcream the poor children, and lo! his 
lov’d Kate 
Sinks. pale and convulfed to the ground ! . 
To the hold of a tender, deep; crowded and 
foul, 
Now view the brave feaman confin’d ; 
And on the bare planks, all indignant of foul, 
All unfriended behold him reclined 5 
The children’s wild fcreamings ftill ring in 
his ear, 
He broods on his Kate’s ‘poignant pain 5 
He hears the cat hauling—his pangs are fe- 
vere 3 
He feels—but he {corns to complain. 
Atriv’d now at Plymouth, the poor es/lav’d 
Tar, 
Is to combat for freedom and laws 3 
Is to brave the rough furge in a-vefieh of war: 
He fails; and foon dies in the caufe. 
Kate hears the fad tidings, and never fmiles 
more, 
She falls a meek martyr to grief; 
The children, kind friends and relations de- 
plore, 
But the parifh alone gives relief, 
Ye State{fmem who manage this cakds blooded 
land, 
And who boaft of your Seamen’s, aie 
Ah! think how your death-dealing bulwarks 
are-man’d, 
_And learm to refpet human rights. 
Like felons, no more let the Sons of theMain, 
Be fever’d from all that is dear 5 
If their fufferings and wrongs be a national 
ftain, 
Let thofe. fufferings and wrongs ties 
NEW PATENTS LATELY ENROLLED. 
ee 
MR.ROBERT CLARK’S(FITZROY¥-PLACE ) 
Sor Improvement in the Conftruction of a 
TRUsS, to be worn in the case of 
RUPTURE. 
HERE are two confiderable improve- 
ments in the conftruction of the trufs 
invented by Mr. Clark; the firft-is a cir- 
cular motion, of which the pad is capable; 
oy means of this it may be inflantly ad- 
jufted with the greateft nicety to the rup- 
tured part of the body. Secondly, by 
another motion, which is alfo peculiar to 
this trufs, the pad fuits itfelf readily to 
every change in the pofture of the body, 
without danger of moving from that part 
where 
