1801.] 
“fence of the magiftrates, thefe three maid- 
ens throw dice for the ten pounds. The 
two lofers are returned with a frefh one 
the year following, and again the third 
year, till each has had three chances. 
: PREACHERS. 
Many a man, fays Dr. South, would 
have made avery good pulpit, who would 
have made a very bad figure if he had been 
put into it himfelf, 
SUNDAY SPORTS. 
It is a fingular circumftance that an act, 
allowing dancing, &c. on a Sunday, 
fhould have paffed in the reign of Charles I. 
who, his greateft enemies muft allow, had 
at leait every exterior of religion, and that 
an act for keeping holy the fabbath day 
fhauld. be pafled in the reign of Charles IT. 
who, his beft friends muft acknowledge, 
had no more religion, nor regard to its 
forms, than one of bis own coach-horles. 
ACCOUNT of two CENTENARIANS, ex- 
traéied from @ LITERARY JOURNAL of 
174.06 
The pictures of two centenarians are 
brought to Compeigne. The firit is the 
picture of John Rovin, aged 172, and Sa- 
rah Defltn, aged 164: they were born in 
the Banyat of Temefwar, in Hungary, 
Original Poetry: 
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where they flill live. They have been 
married near 14.7 years, and have two fons 
and two daughters living; their youngeft 
fon is 116 years old, and has two great 
grandfons, one 35, and the other 33. 
The fecond piéture 1s that of Peter Zor- 
ton, a peafant in the fame Banyat, who 
died Jan. 25th, 1724, aged 185. His 
youngeft fon is fill living. 
Oppofite CONSEQUENCES from the fame 
CAUSE. 
Spiller, the comedian, for whofe benefit 
Hogarth engraved a ticket, was, about the 
year 1720, in fuch eftimation, that he had 
what was then deemed a very handfome 
falary ; but had it been double what it 
was, his improvident difpofition, and un- ° 
bounded extravagance (efpecially in his 
amours), would have kept him poor—and 
very poor he was. With his poverty he 
was frequently reproached, and once with 
fome feverity by a female performer, who, 
having a good perfon and a very tender 
heart, contrived to make a figure with a 
very inferior falary, Of this the boafted, 
and afked him why he could not manage ix 
the fame way ? Madam,” replied the ir~ 
ritated performer, ** Madam, that which 
makes you rich, keeps me perpetually 
poor! 
ORIGINAL POETRY. ' 
EOKO, or The AFRICAN. 
HAT mournful voice, with plaintive 
fighs, 
Sad founds along the winding vale ? 
What piercing fhrieks of anguith rife, 
And float upon the hollow gale? 
Ah me! fuch founds of wild defpair 
As now my lift’ning ears invade, 
Ne’er iffued from the cells of Care, 
Ne’er burit from Hell’s tremendous fhade. 
Some haplefs wretch, to grief a prey, 
With more than common woes oppreft, 
In forrow pines the night away, 
Unchear’d by hope, by peace unbleft. 
Hark ! that deep groan, borne on the blaft, 
Beipeaks the weeping fuff’rer near 5 
Another ftill, fucceeding faft, 
Now vibrates on my ftartled eat! 
On thee I call, fair queen of night! 
_O filver Cynthia, hear my pray’r! 
Unveil thy beauties to my fight, 
" And guide me to the child of care, 
Propitious to my ardent fuit, 
1 fee the clouds difparting fly ; 
I fee thy mild beams quiv’ring thoot 
A,crols the agure-bolom’d ky, 
And now in founds diftin& and flow 
I hear fad Boxo’s voice compiain ; 
He fighing pours his matchlefs woe, 
Attefting tears confefs his pain. + 
*¢ Accurfed Avarice, down to hell !* 
The mourner cry’d, *¢ with all thy train? 
‘€ Never did yet a fiend more fell, 
In human hearts an entrance gain, 
¢¢ Beneath thine iron rod I bend, 
Forlorn thy bloody fcourge I rue; 
‘When, moniter, will thy torments end ? 
Can nought but death thy rage fubdue? 
*¢ Force, ruffian-force, with guilty hands 
Has torn me from my joys away ; 
Condemn’d to toil in diftant iands, 
And doorm’d to weep each pafling day. 
*¢ No more my native groves among, 
With jetty beauties fhall I rove ; 
Nor liften to the artlefs fong, 
Attun’d to nature and to love, 
<¢ No more beneath the plantane’s fhade 
Shall Boxo’s breaft with rapture fweli, 
What time his ever-faithful maid 
Her tender heart’s fort forrows tell. 
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