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In conceit like Phaeton,

I'll mount Phoebus' chair:
Having ne'er a hat on,
All my hairs a burning,
In my journeying,

Hurrying through the air.

Fain would I hear his fiery horses neighing,
And see how they on foamy bits are playing,
All the stars and planets I will be surveying!
Hallow my fancie, whither wilt thou go?

O from what ground of nature
Doth the pelican,

That self devouring creature,
Prove so froward,

And untoward

Her vitals for to strain!

And why the subtle fox, while in death's wounds is lying,
Doth not lament his pangs by howling and by crying;
And why the milk-white swan doth sing when she's a dying.
Hallow my fancie, whither wilt thou go?

Fain would I conclude this,

At least make essay,

What similitude is ;

Why fowls of a feather

Flock and fly together,

And lambs know beasts of prey.

How nature's alchymists, these small laborious èreatures, Acknowledge still a prince in ordering their matters, And suffer none to live, who slothing lose their features. Hallow my fancie, whither wilt thou go?

I'm rapt with admiration

When I do ruminate,

Men of an occupation,

How each one calls him brother,

Yet each envieth other,

And yet still intimate!

Yea I admire to see since nature's farther sundered,

Than Antipodes to us. It is not to be wondered,
In myriads ye'll find, of one mind scarce a hundred!
Hallow my fancie, whither wilt thou go?

What multitude of notions

Doth perturb my pate,

Considering the motions,

How the heavens are preserved,

And this world served,

In moisture, light, and heat!

If one spirit sits the outmost circle turning,

Or one turns another continuing in journeying,

If rapid circles motion be that which they call burning.
Hallow my fancy, whither wilt thou go?

Fain also would I prove this,

By considering,

What that, which you call love, is;

Whether it be a folly,

Or a melancholy,

Or some heroic thing!

Fain I'd have it proved, by one whom love hath wounded,

And fully upon one his desire hath founded,

Whom nothing else could please, though the world were rounded. Hallow my fancie, whither wilt thou go?

To know this world's centre,

Height, depth, breadth, and length,

Fain would I adventure,

To search the hid attractions

Of magnetic actions,

And adamantine strength.

Fain would I know, if in some lofty mountain,

Where the moon sojourns, if there be trees, or fountain,
If there be beasts of prey, or yet be fields to hunt in.

Hallow my fancie, whither wilt thou go?

Fain would I have it tried

By experiment,

By none can be denied ;

If in this bulk of nature

There be voids less or greater,

Or all remains complete.

Fain would I know, if beasts have any reason;

If falcons killing eagles do commit a treason;
If fear of winter's want make swallows fly the season.
Hallow my fancie, whither wilt thou go?

Hallow, my fancie, hallow,

Stay, stay at home with me;
I can thee no longer follow;
For thou hast betrayed me,
And bewrayed me,

It is too much for thee.

Stay, stay at home with me, leave off thy lofty soaring,
Stay thou at home with me, and on thy books be poring,
For he that goes abroad lays little up in storing:
Thou'rt welcome home my fancie, welcome home to me.

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SCIENTIFIC AND LITERARY INTELLIGENCE.

THE EMPORIUM OF ARTS AND SCIENCES.-Several numbers of a new series of this work have appeared in Philadelphia. The present editor is Mr. Thomas Cooper, Professor of Chymistry, &c. in Dickenson College. The talents and information of this gentleman are calculated to render this work highly useful both to manufacturers and men of mere theory. The form of the work is altered from a monthly publication to a larger size, which appears every two months. The chief contents of the numbers of the present series already published, are several papers written by the editor, purporting to be treatises on several of the most interesting branches of the useful manufactures, and their auxiliary machines. We cannot help thinking the editor is treading on dangerous ground in attempting to compress systematic articles of this kind into the limits of a periodical publication, and might have been more useful in merely publishing such part of his articles as is new, or scarce and difficult to be procured. The bulk of the articles will prevent their being read for mere amusement; and the mixture of old and well known processes will render them heavy and uninteresting to the adept. Still, however, they contain a mass of information, which is extremely valuable from its compression and the list of authorities which is given. The other papers, on miscellaneous subjects, are, on the whole, well drawn up, although a few inaccuracies occur, and the whole work is well deserving of the public favour. R.

BRUCE'S JOURNAL.-We are happy to notice the publication of a fourth number of the American Mineralogical Journal, by Archibald Bruce, M. D of NewYork. This work, which is principally devoted to the development of the mineralogy of this country, and the promotion of general and local mineralogical information, has been perused with great interest and approbation by the scientific circles of Europe. The vast and varied tracts of natural history in this country have as yet been but partially explored, and, perhaps, none so slightly as that of mineralogy. Naturalists, therefore, still look to it as, in some degree, a terra incognita, and hail with satisfaction all works like the present, which serve to throw any light on its almost untrodden regions. The present number completes the first volume, and contains, among other interesting articles, a paper on the geology and mineralogy of the Island of New-York, by Dr. Akerly. Another on the minerals in the vicinity of Baltimore, by Robert Gilmore, jun Esq. and a third on some of the ores of Titanium, discovered within the United States, by Dr. Bruce. What we chiefly lament about this valuable work, is the extreme slowness of its growth: the present volume having been a very long time attaining its full size It is observed, however, that those natural productions which are of slowest growth, are longest lived; if there be any analogy between those and the productions of the mind, we may augur to Dr. Bruce's work an extreme and tenacious old age.

COLLES'S TELEGRAPH.-It is with pleasure we learn that the attention of government has been attracted to the very simple and excellent telegraph of Mr. Colles. Orders have been received by him from the war department to have telegraphs erected at Sandy-Hook, the Narrows, and New-York, on experiment Mr. C. has improved his plan still further, and we have no doubt that it will yield the most perfect satisfaction.

BRITISH POETS.-Part of the manuscript of a new work, from the pen of Thomas Campbell, author of the Pleasures of Hope, &c. has been received, and is in the hands of Messrs. Eastburn, Kirk & Co. for publication. This work will consist of selections from British poets, from the reign of Fdward III to the present time, with critical and biographical notices. It is the fruit of a great deal of study and labour, and will present, in the compass of three octavo volumes, a general, and at the same time a luminous and critical view of the whole region of British poetry. Something of the kind has been presented in Ellis's Specimens; but that work

comes down only to the end of the sixteenth century; whereas this will reach to the end of the eighteenth century, and will likewise contain more specimens from the stock of sterling old poetry. A work of this kind, executed by such a pen, has long been a desideratum in our literature; but is peculiarly desirable in this country, where every one is so engaged in the hurry of business as to have little of the quiet leisure necessary to extensive and critical research; and when also the collections of rare books and old authors are so scarce, as to afford but little access to those remote fountains of elegant literature.

E. J. Coale, of baltimore, has in press Demetrius, a Russian romance.

A new poem has appeared in England, from the pen of Robert Southey, entitled Roderick, the Last of the Goths. It is expected shortly to be republished in this eountry.

REPORT OF THE PROGRESS OF CHYMISTRY,

[From the Monthly Magazine for November.]

Mr. Brande, the ingenious successor of Sir Humphrey Davy in the chymical chair at the Royal Institution, has read before the Royal Society a second paper on the state in which alcohol, or pure ardent spirit, exists in fermented liquors. It has been usually supposed that alcohol was a product of the process of distillation, and the experiments of Mr. B have been instituted with a view to ascertain the correctness or incorrectness of this opinion. He had previously concluded that any new arrangement of the ultimate elements of wine, which cou d occasion the formation of alcohol, would constantly be attended with other marks of decomposition, and that carbon would be deposited, or carbonic acid evolved; neither of which circumstances does actually take place. He has succeeded in showing that alcohol may be separated from wine without the intervention of heat, and that the same proportion may be thus procured as that yielded by distillation. His plan is as follows He first separates the colouring matter and the acid of the wine, by means of a concentrated solution of subacetate of lead, and then, by sub-carbonate of potash, he finally disengages from it the alcohol. He answers the assertion, that a mixture of alcohol and water, in the same proportion in which it exists in wine, is much more intoxicating than the same quantity of wine itself, by proving that the union is incomplete; and he states also, that the acid and extractive matter blunt very much the real strength of the wine. Mr. B. therefore, again concludes, that the whole quantity of alcohol which is found after distillation, had actually pre-existed in the fermented liquor operated on.

Mr. Gay-Lussac has now demonstrated that there are only three different oxides of iron which are perfectly distinct from each other; and that the various colours which some of them assume arise from their different states of aggregation. The first oxide, which is white, and which is obtained whenever iron decomposes water by means of an acid, the acid not furnishing the oxygen by being itself also decomposed, consists of 100 parts of iron, and 28 of oxygen. The second oxide which is produced by burning iron in oxygen, or in atmospheric air, at a very elevated temperature, or where water is decomposed by iron without the auxiliary presence of an acid, contains 38 per cent. of oxygen. This second oxide, when in a mass, is of a blackish gray colour, and when precipitated, is of a deep brown, but when very minutely divided, it is green. It is also very magnetic. The third, the red oxide, is composed of 100 parts of iron and 42 parts of oxygen. In a natural state the white oxide does not exist, except in combination with carbonic acid.

The celebrated hypothesis of Sir Humphrey Davy, which assures that muriatic acid is a compound of chlorine and hydrogen, and not a compound, as has hitherto been supposed, of oxygen and some unknown base, is still unsanctioned by the opinions of many of our first chymists. Among these, professor Berzelius, of Stockholm, says, although it is difficult, experimentally, to demonstrate the incorrectness of Sir Humphrey's hypothesis, that, according to the very luminous doctrine of definite proportions, which was first given to the chymical world some years ago, by the celebrated Mr. Dalton, of Manchester, and of the truth of which sir Humphrey himself, with every other scientific chymist, entertains no doubt, there are many combinations of muriatic acid, which, if explained according to Davy's hypothesis, are quite inconsistent with well-ascertained chymical proportions. At any rate, he at least thinks that all the facts at present known concerning muriatic acid and its combinations, may be equally well explained upon our old opinions.

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