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able indignation in the minds of the better portion of the public; but that feeling subsided with the recollection of the individual, and the picture still remained until lately among others belonging to the Club in their room at the Thatched House Tavern, St. James's Street, and has become with the entire collection matter of history and art only, and a not unuseful record, and it may be hoped warning, of the more flagrant outrages upon decency of the men of that generation.

805 And those old wreaths, which Oxford once dared twine. The minuteness with which the poet has entered into the characters of the Oxonian professors, may be ascribed to a visit which in the summer of 1763 he paid to the University of Oxford, in company with his friends Thornton and Colman, in order to be present at the Encænia, which that year derived additional lustre from the installation of the Earl of Lichfield; and on occasion of which Dr. King delivered the celebrated oration mentioned in a preceding note. Colman, during the excursion, published a few numbers of a paper which he called Terræ Filius, from the assumed name of the ancient Pasquin of the University, and in which he designated the Triumvirate, of which he constituted a part, by the following appeilations, himself as Dapper the genius, from being the author of some essays so entitled and written by him for the St. James's Magazine; Thornton as Rattle, the fluent student, from his volatile and desultory habits of composition and conversation; and Churchill Tiddy Doll, on account of the unseemly exhibition he made of a gold-laced hat. The circumstance of this publication having been attributed to our author, was thus noticed in the second number of it. "The ministerial and anti-ministerial characters in the University, whose ideas of wit and humour are almost entirely absorbed in port and politics, will have it that I am one or other of the supposed authors of the North Briton; since it is generally reported that the Reverend Gentleman, having snapped the last cord of poor Hogarth's heart-strings, will come down in his laced hat, like General Churchill or Tiddy Doll, and being a member of the University of Cambridge, it is taken for granted that the convocation will take this public opportunity of admitting him ad eundem."

One of the best, if not the very best, of Wilkes's compositions was his observations on the reprimand addressed by Sir John Cust, as Speaker of the House of Commons, to the Mayor of the City of Oxford and some electors who had been convicted of bribery, in which, by way of aggravation of their conduct, the Speaker said, “you had at all times the example of one of the most honoured and respectable bodies in Europe before your eyes; their conduct in every instance, but especially in the choice of their representatives in parliament, being well worthy of your imitation."

Wilkes in these observations, after ironically recapitulating many incidents in the political history of the University as well worthy of imitation, thus concludes:

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"When their Chancellor the Duke of Ormond was attainted of high treason, was it worthy of imitation' that the University chose for his successor a man equally disaffected, his own brother, the Earl of Arran? In the late reign, the conduct of the university, particularly of the Vice-Chancellor, in the affair of the students who had publicly drunk the Pretender's health on their knees, was so infamous that the government could not wink at it. Even so mild a prince as George II. was at last forced to a severity painful to his nature, but which the public good rendered necessary, against the most inveterate enemies of his person and family; was the conduct of Oxford then worthy of imitation?

"Methinks, I still hear the seditious shouts of applause given to the pestilent harangues of the late Dr. King, when he vilified our great deliverer, the Duke of Cumberland, and repeated with such energy the terrible redeat. Was the conduct of the University, at the opening of the Ratcliffe library, by their behaviour to the known enemies of the Brunswick line, and their approbation of every thing hateful to liberty and her friends, worthy of imitation? When I was told of' all times, and every instance, in which Oxford has been exemplary in her conduct, I have been led to consider those two instruments of slavery,—the Oxford decree in the time of Charles II. and the recognition at the accession of James II. as being both, or either as far as in them lay, an absolute renunciation of Magna Charta."

THE FAREWELL.

THE goodness of the intention must here atone for the defi ciency in the versification, and strength of argument for flow of poetry. The question in discussion, between the poet and his friend, has been a standing topic of disputation for ages; we who have lived to see the wildest theories of the schools attempted to be reduced into practice, and have witnessed the cosmopolitical efforts of Anacharsis Cloots, the sublime orator of the human race, together with the termination of his career, are tolerably competent to decide upon the madness, if not the wickedness, of the attempt to counteract one of the most powerful and beneficial instincts implanted in our natures, the love of Father-land.

We make no apology for quoting from the poetry of the antiJacobin, a masterly exposure of that pretended universal philanthropy, which involves an entire neglect of the practical duties of the social and domestic affections.

After an invocation to the "nameless Bard," the manylanguaged author of that powerful combination of much learning and sound criticism, with a considerable portion of prejudice and caprice, "The Pursuits of Literature," the author of the verses entitled New Morality, thus proceeds:

"If vice appal thee, if thou view with awe,
Insults that brave, and crimes that 'scape the law;-
Yet may the specious bastard brood, which claim

A spurious homage under virtue's name;

Sprung from that parent of ten thousand crimes,
The new Philosophy of modern times-

Yet, these may rouse thee!-With unsparing hand,
Oh, lash the vile impostors from the land!
First, stern philanthropy:-not she, who dries
The orphan's tears and wipes the widow's eyes;

Not she, who, sainted charity her guide,

Of British bounty pours the annual tide;—

But French philanthropy;-whose boundless mind
Glows with the general love of all mankind;
Philanthropy, beneath whose baneful sway
Each patriot passion sinks, and dies away.

Taught in her school to imbibe thy mawkish strain,
Condorcet filter'd through the dregs of Paine.
Each pert adept disowns a Briton's part,

And plucks the name of England from his heart.
What, shall a name, a word, a sound, control

The aspiring thought, and cramp the expansive soul?
Shall one half-peopled island's rocky round

A love, that glows for all creation, bound?
And social charities contract the plan
Framed for thy freedom, universal man?
No-through the extended globe his feelings run,
As broad and general as the unbounded sun!
No narrow bigot he;-his reason'd view

Thy interests, England, ranks with thine, Peru!
France, at our doors, he sees no danger nigh,
But heaves for Turkey's woes the impartial sigh;
A steady patriot of the world alone,

The friend of every country-but his own."

THE FAREWELL.

P. FAREWELL to Europe, and at once, farewell To all the follies which in Europe dwell;

To Eastern India now, a richer clime,

Richer alas in everything, but rhyme,

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The Muses steer their course; and, fond of change, At large, in other worlds, desire to range, Resolved, at least, since they the fool must play, To do it in a different place, and way.

F. What whim is this, what error of the brain, What madness worse than in the dog-star's reign? Why into foreign countries would you roam, Are there not knaves and fools enough at home? If satire be thy object, and thy lays

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As yet have shewn no talents fit for praise;
If satire be thy object, search all round,
Nor to thy purpose can one spot be found
Like England, where, to rampant vigour grown,
Vice chokes up every virtue; where, self-sown
The seeds of folly shoot forth rank and bold,
And seed brings forth a hundred-fold.
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