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EXPRESSION OF BURKE. 
Much has been written about the as- 
sertion of Burke, that vice lost half its 
evil, by losing all its grossness. The 
expression is borrowed from Diderot’s 
Code de la Nature. Speaking of Rous- 
seau’s Dissertation against the Utility of 
the Arts and Sciences, this phrase is 
used: “Ii a pris pour corruption de 
meeurs des vices devenus moins grossiers, 
moins d’hypocrisie, moins de cette fa- 
rouche et pedantesque morosité, qui se 
géne pour acquerir le droit de censurer 
je reste des hommes.” This sentence 
furnishes at once the source, and the 
apology, of Burke’s. 
BOMBYCINE. 
A stuff composed of silk and worsted 
now bears this name, which is commonly 
died black, and worn by widows in 
mourning, A more transparent texture 
, Original Poetry. 
-[Nov. 1, 
must formerly have been so called; for 
Martial says, Lucet sic per bombycina 
corpus. The other passage, Panniculus 
bombycinus urit, decides nothing; it 
‘might be understood of modern bome- 
bycine, : 
STYLE OF ADDISON. 
Godwin’s attack on the style of Ad- 
‘dison, extends from page 437 to page 
443 of his Enquirer. Surely the point 
has been there established, that Addison 
is but a secondary writer, full of sule- 
cism and vulgarity, and exuberance of 
diction; of trifling playfulness, which 
misses its aim at wit; and of feeble thinks 
ing, which is mistaken for argument, be- 
cause employed in the support of trivial 
notorieties, He may fair-sex it (as Swift 
says) to the world’s éend;.but he must 
remain content with his public of wos 
men. 
ORIGINAL POETRY. 
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LINES, 
Written after the Death of a young Lady on 
the point of Marriage, in a sqweet Dale, which 
she had wisited, and admired. 
ERE, inthis dell, lovely in loveliness—== 
Here, where the breeze, low murmuring 
o’er the leaves, 
Steals, scarcely stirring them 5 
Where, even the wanderer’s step, slow and 
: unequal, 
Loiters and lingers; and the noisy world, 
Its busy, bustling, triflers—all are forgotten, 
Or thouzht of with disgust! bere I had hoped, 
In such a night as this, twining mine arm in 
thine, 
To view thy swimming eye, to Heaven up- 
turned, 
Beaming, beneath yon white moon’s stream- 
4ng light, 
With mete, adoring, reverence 3 and to feel, 
like thee, 
_ A sacred calm move o'er my swelling heart. 
= Oh! in such rapt, such hallowed moments, 
Gazing on that half-sainted countenance, 
I have felt, most sure, the hope, 
"The dear warm hope, of an immortal soul ! 
But thou art gone, my love! Heaven willed 
thee hence, 
And Iam Jone and cheerless in the world! 
Yet here I wander stili—Thou once wert 
_ here ; 
_And this green path thy living foot hath 
pressed ! 
Then do strange fancies haunt me; andI 
stop, and think, 
As through the wood the passing gale sweeps 
solemn, F 
Thy spirit speaks in it, and in low mure 
muring accents, 
Sighs in mine ear §* Farewell, dear love! — 
farewell.” WorRoBSLIB. 
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DIFFERENT SPECIES OF DRUNKENNESS. 
WHEN George was poor as poor could be, 
Drunk as a beggar still was he; 
Espousing then a wealthy dame, 
Sudden a fortune to him came: 
To drink he now could well afford, 
And daily goteedrunk as a Lord. J. B. 
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On BEAUTY. 
‘W HAT pow’r inspires the soldier’s breast 
Like heav’rly woman’s charms ? 
What lulls the coward’s fears to rest, 
And stills his timid soul’salarms, - 
Like Beauty ? 
Full oft by powerful Fancy’s aid, 
The sailor, at the midnight hour, 
The image of his well-lov’d maid 
With rapture views, and owns the power 
: Of Beauty. 
The sordid wretch first taught to melt, 
No more delights bis gold to view 5 
Glows with desires before unfelt, 
And joyful pays the tribute due 
To Beauty. 
The untaught savage, rough and wild, 
To woman breathes his tender vows3 
And, soften’d by the influence mild, 
No longer fierce, he humbly bows ) 
To Beautye 
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