came to London, attended by his H top maft head while in the Weft-Indies and America. His conduct in that important ftation has juftified the warm expectations which were formed of him, and afcertained the truth of the character which he bore in the French marine, which was, of being a brave and moft skillful feaman, and one who knew the English fyftem of fighting better than moft of his countrymen. After a fhort paffage from Breft he affifted at the capture of Tobago, and immediately fail ed to America, on the great object of his expedition. His conduct off the Chesapeake in the a&ion with Admiral Graves, and in the capture of York Town, acquired to him great credit as a feamen with his enemies, and gained him laurels at home. Earl Cornwallis, in his letter to Sir Henry Clinton, after the capture, fpeaks in high terms of the Comte's behaviour. His fervices after this great and almoft decifive conqueft, were great and exemplary; his action with Sir Samuel (now Lord) Hood, at all times difcovered the greatest addrefs and military fkill; and he has too fuccefsfully for Britain, affifted the enterprizing Bouille in the reduction of our islands We now come to the action which terminated, at leaft for the prefent, his military courfe. The brilliant action of the 12th of April, 1782. The Britifh officers agree in giving great praife to the conduct of Comte de Graffe. They fay that he fought his fhip theville, St.Hament, Lejennerte et a Ville de Paris, with great (pirit, and that if he had been as well fupported by one part of his feet as he was by the other, the difafter which he fuffered would not in all probability have happened. The French officers are not lefs free in their opinion, and we understand that it will be in his power, as it is his duty, to fhew by what delinquency or error the fate of that day was determined. He has fpoken himself with becoming referve on the fubje&t. He was compleatly defeated, and carried to Jama ca along with the other officers. Of the civilty he met with from the gentlemen of Jamaica, and from the British officers on that flation, particularly from Sir Peter Parker, in his paffage toEngland, he fpeaks in terms of the most lively obligation. He arrived in England about the latter end of July, 1782, and C ueux, &c. &c. He is tall, and proportioned. His height is fi three inches, which magnified h hundred heads of fame, raifed into a giant on his arrival in Eng He fet off for France on the Auguft, and we are happy to that his reception there has bee vourable, and fuch as very grea extraordinary merits deferve. now ordered to Breft, where acce to the rules of war, he will unde trial for the lofs of the fhips 01 memorable day, at which we every reafon to believe he will honorably acquit himself. A folution of Lif of Town 1. Milton. 2. Wrentham. 3. chefter. 4. Stoughton. 5. Charle 6. Cambridge. 7.Chelfca. 8. M 9. Salem. 10. Lynn. The fiat's paft the proud behold, The flave in royal grandeur shines. Oh give me then, who form'd this ball, As fportive fortune plays with all, And dances here or trips it there, Unfix'd as water, light as air--Firm in my hopes, unmov'd to fland, And wait the bounties of thy hand, Whose 727 My dear Alphonfo's gentle heart, T'would him of every joy bereave, We'll for a better flate prepare, And chear our hearts with hopes of Heav'n. Thus will we love, and live ferene, 'Till tir'd of thefe vain, earthly And fick of the infipid fcene, Y. Z. Should you Almeria's grief impart. Dr. Doddridge, to his Wife'. Then tell him not that I complain, At midnight in fome lonely fhade, Bofom. To twinkling fars I'll (peak my pain, OPEN, open, Icvely breaft, And call religion to my aid, Come and afli me, power divine! To footh the tyrant love to reft, To thy bleft guidance I refign Thefe refilefs paffions in my breast. Thy friendly precepts will not drive, My lov'd Alphonfo from my heart, Nor us of nuptial blifs deprive, When we fhall meet no more to part. We'll hand in hand together fhare The peaceful pleafures thou haft giv'n. my weary head to ref 5 Soft, and warm, and fweet, and fail Fragrant fource of sure delight: For the BOSTON MAGAZINE. If the following verfes may merit a place in your Magi-" zine, they are at your fervice. By a Lady, on the absence of ber Husband. LPHONSO's gone! diftra&ting ALPHONSO My conftant heart with forrows fill, The Birth of Cupid. ERE in the bow'r of beauty My eyes thall never ceafe from tears, HERE newly fhorn, How long in Belgia's gloomy clime, Muft I be robb'd of all his charms? How long will flow, unp tying time, Keep my Alphonfo from my arms? Shorten ye ling'ring hours your In pity to a lover's pain, again.. Hear formy winds a wretch's cries, To my Alphonfo's lift'ning ear: To pining grief and anxious cares, tears; But top kind winds, I would not My dear Alphonfo's gentle heart, Thefe reflefs paffions in my breaft. When we fhall meet no more to part. We'll hand in hand together fhare The peaceful pleafures thou haft giv❜n. Let fancy fit, and fing how love wa born; Wrapt up in rofes, zephyr found th child, In Flora's cheek when firft the go defs (mill'd! Nurs'd on the bofom of the bea teous fpring, O'er her white breaft he. fpread purple wing; On kiffes fed, and filver drops dew,' The little wanton into Cupid gre Then arm'd his hand with glitt'ri fparks of fire, And tipt his fhining arrows with fire; Hence joy arofe upon the wings wind, And hope prefents, the lover alw kind. Difpair creates a rival for our fears |