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goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a steril promontory. This most excellent canopy, the air,—this brave om verhanging firmament,—this majestical roof, frettede with golden fires, -Why? it appears to me only a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours !” But the mind, however warped, cannot, if naturally good, fail to be restored by a creation so similar : and I have long since been convinced, that if integrity is not happiness, it is the only thing that can supply its place.
I wander here in search of health ; and feel the blessed sun warm at my bosom ; or turning to the breeze, fancy I once more inhale strength and happiness. Yet it is not instantaneously the exhausted heart can resume its capacity for happiness : fears. have been so long its predominant expression, that joy, even sometimes involuntary, borrows that language.
The cause remov'd, habitual griefs remain,
Love, invigorating power ! thou who canst alone Tevive the heart, withered by worldly cares and mental struggles ! through every tie do I look up to thee with gratitude ! whether tremulating from the soft lispings of infancy, the tender cauțions of age, or the more dangerous and tumultuous accents breathed from less matured feelings. Still in a well governed mind art thou the source of good !-hum. bling its vanities, correcting its selfillness, bidding it taste the blessing of bestowing happiness ; and, fiaally, the sweet reward of receiving it.
Happy that child to whom esteem descends as an inheritance ! who comes into the world the beloved of many hearts! Whose virtues are supported by example, encouraged by emulation, and who receives, in the name of those from whom the
the pledge of their being respected! Allow me to take more than a nominal interest in an offspring so precious; and teach her early to think she has found a second mother in the sincere and affectionate aunt.
However desirable the various advantages or pleasures of life may at different periods of it be, it is from its rational and social duties alone we must derive our truest felicity; nor are we ever so unfortunate as in being depressed beneath, or so guilty, as in supposing ourselves elevated above them.
The human mind, created for, and accustomed to action, only languishes in a gloomy inertity without it.
Man, though born with the vigorous and marking virtues which distinguish his career through lf, frequently suffers the humbler ones that most coilstitute its happiness, to be crushed by education and custom. These, it is the part of woman to preserve; and while from his example fhe acquires candour, stability, and fortitude, she must inculcate by her own, the no less useful qualifications of gentleness, and self denial.
PARTICULARS RESPECTING SARDINIA.
Kites. Cetti, in his natural history of Sardinia, informs us, that a peasant of that country cannot easily be persuaded to fhoot a kite, as he firmly believes that his gun
will be useless ever after, or that his wife will die within a year.
Locusts. That, in 1769, the locusts had so multiplied upon the island, as to darken the air in their flight, and desolate whole fields. They even infested people in their houses, and spread a general alarm. The crows, at last, were observed to fly against them in troops, and made such a havock among the winged clouds, that they soon disappeared.
Asses. The same author observes, the Sardinian asses do not in general exceed two feet ten inches in height. Perhaps they may havedwindled from not being sufficiently crossed, or from the constant drudgery to which they are subjected. The water in the towns and villages, owing to some cause that has never been properly ascertained, is seldom drinkable. A great many of these dwarfilh asses are therefore constantly employed in bringing that necessary article of life from the neighbouring fields. The grinding machines are almost all driven by this small breed, in so much, that in the Sardinian dialect, macinatore, and asinello are synonymous terms. I am, Sir, your humble servant, and constant reader,
6 His face was like the noon-day sun
• In majesty so fair; • And as fine burnish'd threads of gold
• Did hang his yellow hair. * His fape was like the mountain pinės
So graceful and so tall;
That base and venal train,
"To have him sudden slain.
• My valiant lover fall,
The ghost of Rentonhall.
Dark was the hour; the midnight moon
Had hid her silver beam;
did scream; VOL. xi.