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Thee, glimmering in the bank, I view, 
And own thy worth surpassing mine : 
‘Thou giv’st tenature a!l her due, 
Whilst I conceal a light divine. 
Did man, like thee, dispense around, 
Each beam, that heayenly suns* impart, 
Less moral darkness would be found, 
And virtue shine in every heart.— 
ee 
SONNET 
ON THE- COMPATIBILITY OF LOVE AND 
WISDOM. 
By CLIO RICKMAN. 
FTO sensual fools, think not almighty Love 
Bestows the reiish of his heavenly joys! 
No, his high gifts, unconscious of alloys, 
The reach of littie minds is far above, 
J Reason, and Revel:tion. 
Extracts from the Port-jclio of a Man of Lesters. (Jan. 2, 
And only noble souls can his enjoyments 
Prove; 
Such dignify their playfulness and toys, 
Such know the spring of vast delights | te 
move, 
For Knowledge in her train the Graces best 
employs. 
With tenderness Minerva’s heart to inspire, 
Reason to bind in chains 
flowers, 
To give to Virtue pleasure’s keenest fire ; 
To bid bright Genius lead the polish’d 
hours, 
Is all immortal Wisdom can desire; 
And these are best attain’d by Love’s deli- 
cious powers, 
Extraé&s from the Port-folio of a Man of Letters. 
= 
QUEEN ELIZABETH. 
NHE. following extract from Paul 
Hentzner’s Travels may give some 
idea of the state of our sovereigns, and 
of the extreme servility with which they 
were forinerly treated :— 
“<< We arrived next at the royal palace 
of Greenwich. It was here Elizabeth 
the present queen was born, and here she 
generally resides; p articularly in sum- 
mer for the delig htfulness of its situation. 
We were admitted by an order Mr. Ro- 
gers had procured from the lord champber- 
jain, into the presence chambers hung 
with rich tapestry, and the floor, after th 
English fashion, strewed with rushes, 
through which the queen iene as 
passes in her way to chapel; at the door 
stood a gentleman dressed in velvet, with 
a gold chain, whose office was to intro- 
duce to the queen any person of distinc- 
tion that came to wait on her; it was 
Sunday, when there is usually the great- 
est attendance of nobility. Inthe same 
hall, were the Archbishop of Canterbury, 
tlie Bishop of London, a great number of. 
counsellors of state, oficers of the crow n, 
and gentlemen who waited the queen’s 
coming out; which she did from her own 
apartinent, when it was time to go to 
prayers, attended in the fuilowing man- 
ner:— 
“« First went gentlemen, barons, earls, 
knights of the garter, all richly dressed, 
and bareheaded; next came, the chan- 
cellar, bearing the seals in a ared silk purse, 
between two, one which carried the royal 
sceptre, the “other, the sword of state in 
a red ‘ecabbard, studded with golden 
fleurs-de-lis. the pomt upwards; next 
came the queen in the 65th year of her 
age, as we were told, very majestic; 
her face oblong, fair, but wrinkled; her 
eyes small, yet black and pleasant ; her 
nose a little nooked, her lips narrow, and 
her teeth black defect the Engush seem 
subject to from their too great use of su- 
gar); she had in her ears two pearls, with 
very rich drops; she wore false hair, and 
that red; upon her head, she had a smail 
crown, reported to be made of some of 
the gold of the celebrated Lunenburg 
table; her bosom was uncovered, as ‘all 
the English ladies, have it, till they marry ; 
and she had on a necklace of exceeding 
fine jewels. Her hands were small, her 
fingers long, and her stature neither tall 
ner low; her air was stately, her man- 
ner of speaking ymild and obliging. That 
day sbe was dressed in white silk, bor- 
dered with pearls of the size of be eans, 
and ever it aimantle of black silk, shot 
with silver threads; her train was very 
long, the end of it borne by a marchianess; 
instead of a chain, she had an oblong collar 
of gold and jewels. As she went along 
in all this state and magnificence, “she 
spoke very graciously, first to me, then to 
another, whether foreign ministers, or 
those who attended for different reasons, 
in English, French, and Italian; for be- 
sides being well skilled in Greek, Latin, 
and the languages I have mentioned, she 
is mistress of Spanish, Scotch, and Datch; 
whoever speaks to her, it is kneeling; 
now and then she raises some with ber 
hand. While we were there, W. Slavata, 
a Bohemian baron, had letters to present 
to her: andshe, after pulling off her glove, 
gave him her right hand to kiss, sparkling 
of choicest 
with rings and jewels, a mark of particu - 
lar favour. W herever she turned her face 
as 
