533. 
his journey, with a stick in his hand, 
which he was to leave in the earth there, 
as a testimony of his performance. 
Coming near the Meer, he heard the la- 
mentable cries of a distressed woman 
begging for mercy; which, at first, put 
him to a stand: but being a man of great 
resolution, and some policy, he went 
boldly on, counterfeiting the presence of 
divers other persons calling Jack, Dick, 
Tom ; crying Here! and the like, which 
being heard by the murderer, he left the 
woman, and fled; whom the other man 
found by, the Meer-side, almost stripped 
of ter clothes, and brought with him to 
Leek, as an ample testimony of his 
having been at the Meer, and of God’s 
providence too.” 
THE DELUGE. 
One of your correspondents has twice, 
I will not say flooded us with the deluge, 
but foreshown it. There are two poems 
on the subject, which he should read. 
Ezra’s Poem, commonly called the Book 
of Enoch, of which a copious accouut 
eccurs in your Magazine vol. xi. P. 20. 
Original Poetry: 
- as bound for Bohemia, 
[Jam 1, 
This book was tertainly a part of the 
Jewish canon in the time of Christ, and 
is the only source of orthodox mythology, 
(2.) Bodmer’s Noah; of which Mr. Gollier 
published a translation sufficiently good 
to supply materials. for transplantation. 
This. book, by .referring the Deluge to a 
comet, happily. allies “philosophy with 
scripture. 
SHAKESPEARE VINDICATED. | 
In the year 1270, the provinces of 
Stiria and Carniola were dependent on 
the crown of Bohemia. Rudolf, who be- 
caine king of the Romans in 1278, took 
these provinces from Ottocar, the king of 
Bohemia, and attached them to the pos- 
sessions of the house of Austria. The 
dependencies of a large empire are often 
denominated from the seat of government; 
so that a vessel sailing to Ag@ileia or 
Trieste, might, in the middle of the 
thirteenth century, be correetly describe 
The shipwreck, 
in the Winter's ‘Tale, is no breach of 
geography. 
ORIGINAL POETRY. 
sil Geee 
THE GOLDEN FISHES? PETITION: - 
ADDRESSED TO MRS. S. ENFIELD. 
eT WAS night 5 and soft the moon-beams 
slept, 
Where willows ever-weeping dipt 
Their leaves, with silver lined; ' 
STILiLNess, beneath the willow green 
Sat, pensive guardian of the scene, 
With Contemplation joined. 
The eye of every flower was closed, 
Each songstress of the wild reposed, 
Save Philomel alone; 
Whose mellow’d notes aie full and clair 
On pensive Stillness’ listening ear, 
Till tears would trickie down. i 
Serenely smooth the placid stream, 
Received unbroken every beam 
The moon unclouded gave ; 
Wnnumbered plants, fantastic-wove, 
Stood beauteous as a summer grove, 
Beneath the lucid wave. 
Aurelia, with her fins of gold, 
“Clese to her spotted sides entolled, 
Slept in her oozy shade ; 
When lo! in vision dread appears 
A fierce gigantic man of years, 
With scythe and drag-net clad. 
With unrelenting plunge and roar, 
He flung his net from shore to shore 
Then, with his scythe of death _ 
Mowed down the forest of the stream, — 
Disturbed Aurelia’s troublous dream, | 
Ang alsin stopt her breath. 
Quick from her broken slumber statting, 
Swift through the wave, like arrow dartings 
She seeks some place of reést-j 
But soon observing all was still, 
That neither drag-net, scythe, nor ill, 
Her paradise opprest; 
Her palpitating heart composes, 
And close beneath a bank of roses, - 
She waits approaching day 5 
Resolved to teil her tale of woe, 
And pity beg—-where Pity’s glow 
Ne’er beamed one fruitless ray. 
Soon seated on the flowery brink, 
With Edwin,* there to feel and ee 
The beauteous mistress sees ° 
With pleased and sympathetic mind, — 
Along the wave the fishes wind, 
Or glide behind their trees. 
Soft as the sound of digtadt fall, 
A voice was heard —in name of ait 
That swimmed and glittered ther 
Fair queen, that ownest this loved dom 
‘ Whose heart in Sorrow’s melting strain 
© Takes aye a tender share! 
¢ Ah! save us from the horrid fate Ss 
¢ Prophetic vision has of late — et 
© Denounced against our race3 / 
© Ah! save us from che net of death, 
© Ah! spare our forests underneath, 
© Rich comforts of the place. 
* Beattie’s Minstrel. 
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