instruction was as much an object of attention, as our other pursuits. Every morning at eight o'clock we assembled in the chapel, where a brief discourse was delivered to us, in a style peculiarly adapted to children, altogether simple, and treating on those prominent parts of Christian doctrine, which to children are most attractive, and which they can best understand. It was also part of our daily task, that we should commit to memory two texts of scripture; and the masters of the establishment laboured to further our advance in religious knowledge by their private conversation. From these opportunities of improvement, I derived much pleasure and profit: the advice which is affectionately whispered, will melt the heart, and stamp an impression there, which time in general is unable to efface' pp. 12-14.

After spending two years at Fulneck, he was placed as a day scholar in the commercial school of Mr. Pocock, of Bristol. Under the care of Mr. Desprez, an emigrant French clergyman, he became familiarly acquainted with the French language, and attained considerable freedom in speaking and composition. His father's death happening when he was only twelve years of age, he was obliged to leave the school and attend to business. But soon after this event, whcih deeply affected his mind, he revealed to his mother the wish he had long entertained of devoting himself to the service of the church;' and his studies, subsequently to this decision, were directed to the great end he had in view. His attention to classical pursuits was so unremitting and exemplary, that, at the expiration of a year and a half, he was able to read with facility most of the Latin and Greek authors of the highest rank. Having completed,' says his biographer, his course of education at school in July, 1806, he undertook for a short period, the tuition of a son of Richard Hart Davis, Esq. M. P. of Clifton; and in September following, having not then completed his sixteenth year, he was admitted as_private_tutor into the family of Dr. Jenner at Berkeley. This may appear to have been an arduous undertaking for one so young, but his most intimate friends scarcely recollect him ever to have been a boy; so early was his mind formed and his judgement matured.'

The poetical genius of Worgan displayed itself at first in the composition of sonnets-forty-three of which appear in the present volume. Like most of the young votaries of the muses, he often alludes to the the tender passion;' and it appears, from the account before us, that his allusions were not the result of sentimental affectation, but of genuine attachment to one, whose relations thought proper to withhold their countenance from the connexion.' To this ' amiable young lady,' a very long and elaborate epistle

was addressed by Worgan, at the close of their correspondence, on a variety of moral and religious subjects. We were certainly pleased with many parts of it, and especially with the just views of divine truth which it contains but there is a tone of authority and advice about it, rather unnatural, and which tempts us to suspect, that he was somewhat too conscious of his own power-and exercised too much complacency towards himself. For this infirmity, however, which age and experience would have corrected, it is by no means difficult to account. the phenomenon of the circle in which he moved-his elevation was remarkable and obvious-the rays of patronage were beginning to beam upon him-and he had not lived long enough to feel that their shining was uncertain and vain. It is pleasing to trace the progress of diffidence with his years; and to watch the growth of that humility, which adorned his character, and brightened his decline to the tomb.

He was

Excessive application to study, and the anguish of thwarted affection,' too soon destroyed the health of Worgan. The affectionate care of Dr. Jenner for a while suspended the progress of that fatal malady, which imperceptibly advanced on his constitution, and at length brought him to a premature grave. A low feyer, which twice attacked him, left behind it the symptoms of pulmonary inflammation; and in his nineteenth year he died. The following short note was the last which employed his pen.

To Mr. T. S. Biddulph. June 30, 1809. "Though I am sure that my friend will not forget me, though without the formality of a particular token of regard, yet I beg that, when I am no more, the poems of the Rev. Henry Moore be presented to him in my name. May the prevalent glow of piety animate his heart; and, from the admirable union of religion and poetry, may the former be sweeter to his taste as introduced by the latter. May all his pursuits be sanctified. Amidst the occupations of earth may he watch and pray; and may the object of all his studies be to promote the glory of the dear Redeemer. For the time will shortly come when he shall learn as I have done, that human knowledge, unsanctified, is an empty bubble, and that no wisdom will avail, but a knowledge of ourselves as sinners, and of Jesus Christ as our Saviour.'

The character of Worgan is drawn with discrimination and taste; and a judicious selection from his letters is attached to the account of his life. The remainder of the volume is occupied with poems, some of which are of considerable length; the sonnets before mentioned; and six essays on Vaccination. In the longer poems, we find some respectable imitations of the style of Pope, whom he

sǝems to have made his model in these didactic effusions, but, in general, they want terseness and strength. The sonnets are, as might be expected, of various degrees of excellence. We are disposed to rank the following among the best.

SONNET VI. ON A SUICIDE.

Where yon pale cypress shades the lonely way,
Sleep the cold relics of a lovely maid:
Long did the star of peace, with cloudless ray,
Beam on her path; till barb'rous man betrayed
Her soft, unpractis'd heart.-Awhile she gaz'd
With horror on herself; till grim despair
To her pale lips the fatal goblet rais'd,

Drugg'd with the poisonous draught.-With idiot stare
And frenzied laugh, she heav'd the bitter throe,
Till death's chill dews her beauteous face o'erspread,
And dimm'd her sparkling eye.-O child of woe,
Light lie the greensward on thy hapless head!
But what shall be the guilt-stained wretch's doom,
Whose treacherous passion hurl'd thee to the tomb ?
SONNET XXIX. MIDNIGHT.

'Tis midnight, and the ruthless wintry blast
Howls o'er the fragments of the founder'd bark!
See the swoln corses on the strand are cast,

Hurl'd by the warring elements; and hark!
"Tis the wrecked mariner's expiring shriek,

Who grasp'd th' o'erhanging cliff, with desperate force,
Yet, while his feet some nook of shelter seek,

Is buried in the wild wave's refluent course..
Mourners! who frame the fond lamenting tale
O'er fancied evils,-look on real woe ;
What are the cares that prompt your tender wail,
What, to the rending pangs that others know?
With grief like the sufferers would be blest,
yours,
And deem your sorrows bliss, your tumults rest.'

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Art. VI. Reponse du General Sarrazin, &c. Answer of General Sarrazin to the Report delivered to General Bonaparte by General Clarke, Minister of War. 8vo pp. 28. Juigné. London. 1810. Ara. VII. Reflexions sur les notes, &c. Reflections on the Comments inserted in the Moniteur of the 14th September. By a Lover of Truth. 8vo. pp. 21. Vogel et Schulze. London. 1810.

Art. VIII. Reflexions sur les notes, &c.

Reflections on the Comments inserted in the Moniteur of the 16th, 23rd, 29th, and 30th of November. To which are added Biographical Sketches of Generals Junot, Massena, and Ney ; and an Historical Memoir of General Regnier. By a Lover of Truth. 8vo. pp 68. Vogel and Schulze. London. 1810. Art. IX. Confession du General Buonaparte, &c. Confession of General Bonaparte to the Abbé Maury, &c. &c.-dedicated to General Kleber. By General Sarrazin. Svo. pp. 306. Egerton, 1811. THESE four publications, which, from their unity of sub

ject, we have blended in one article, are the production of General Sarrazin, who, it will be recollected, some time since emigrated from France to this country. The first gives a slight but interesting outline of the General's military life, in answer to the report on the subject of his defection, presented to Bonaparte by the minister of war. This pamphlet has an appendix, containing extracts from General Sarrazin's correspondence with several of the highest officers in the French army; and they certainly prove him to have possessed their confidence and esteem. The second and third are in reply to various articles in the Moniteur, and contain important details on many parts of the conduct and career of the French ruler. These three pamphlets are, however, only introductory to the fourth, which is, in every respect, and with every deduction which may be rendered necessary by the unavoidable partialities of General Sarrazin, one of the most interesting publications we recollect to have met with, on the subjects to which it refers. It consists, obviously, of extracts from the General's common-place-book, to which a kind of dramatic connection is given by conveying them in the form of a dialogue between Cardinal Maury, as Bonaparte's confessor, and his imperial penitent Various points are farther elucidated, in a sort of supplementary conference, between the Abbé and General Berthier. The latter portion of the volume con tains biographical sketches of Berthier, Bonaparte, and Kleber.

As we cannot be expected to give any general abstract of a work so decidedly miscellaneous, and are unable to assign space enough for a liberal selection of extracts, we

must confine ourselves to two or three specimens, and a few slight comments.

In the Confession, Bonaparte is represented as stung with remorse, and prompted by the solicitations of his empress to relieve his conscience by regular ecclesiastical process. He gives a slight sketch of his career from his youth up, dwelling, of course, upon those instances of misconduct which are supposed to weigh heaviest upon his mind. In his statement of his measures, as commander in chief, he asserts that he bribed, at the rate of 100,000 francs monthly, a confidential person in the office of Thugut. He ridicules the idea, which has been generally entertained, that he has created a new system of military tactics.

They talk,' he is made to say, of unity, mobility, activity, harmony, and other hard names by which the ignorant are led to believe that I am a conjuror or a phenomenon. They have missed the right words. I owe all my triumphs to numbers and temerity. When I took the command of the army of Italy, it was without discipline. There was not a battalion which could scientifically execute the sectional movements. My battles of Montenote, of Milesimo, of the bridge of Lodi, of Castiglione, of Arcole, of Rivoli, were fought a la Turque, and when victory smiled, I thanked the numbers, and the desperation of my troops, as well as the weakness of the enemy's generals. p. 17.

It has always appeared to us, that the two great political faults of Napoleon have been, the present war in Spain, and his neglect of the favourable opportunity which presented itself after the truce of Amiens. We wish never to recollect the naked and defenceless state of our country at that time, without a feeling of gratitude to the Supreme Disposer of events for his marked interference in our behalf, at that hour of danger. On that fearful occasion he did indeed, take the wise in their own craftiness, and the counsel of the froward was carried headlong; for there can, we conceive, be no doubt of the correctness of the following assertion.

I should be at this moment master of the world, if I had sent the St. Domingo expedition to England, with a man of ability to take charge of the government. I could have given him 50,000 picked men with good commanders. I was blinded by my vindictive feelings against the Jacobins, and by a certain pride which 1 felt at being recognized as chief of France, by an illustrious family,'

It will be recollected that, when our lamented Nelson heard of General Mack's appointment to the chief command of the Austrian army, he observed, I know General Mack too well. He sold the king of Naples, and if he is now entrusted with an important command, he will certainly betray the Austrian monarchy.' The penetration of our admiral, is confirmed by the evidence of General Sarrazin.