I HAVE the honour to fend to your Excellency an exact copy of the dispatches which I have received from my Court, and of the note annexed to it, that you may lay them before the National Affembly. They will find therein a confirmation of the fame fentiments which I had the honour to difcover to you in my letter of the 3d inft.

The happiness of the King and the Nation of France, its interior tranquillity and profperity, are the fole object of all the meafures on the part of Spun, who will employ every means which fhall be conducive to fa falutary a purpose.

(Signed) Count FERDINAND NUNES. Annexed to this letter was a copy of the difpatches from Count Florida Blanca to the Spanish Ambaffador, acquainting him of the aurival of two couriers, one with the news of the flight of his Mott Chriftion Majetty and family, and the other with the intelligence of their capture, and the meffage with which M. de Montmerin had been charged with to that An.baffader; and enclofed in the difpatches was the following DECLARATION on the part of the KING in anfwer to what had been stated by M. de Montmorin.

"THE retreat of the Moft Chriftian King and his family from Paris, and his intentions (though ftill unknown to his Catholic Ma jesty), could not, nor cannot originate from any other caufe er motive than the neceffity of delivering themselves from the infults of the people. The prefent Assembly and the Municipality had no power to arrest or punish them for endeavouring to find a fecure place, where the Sovereign, with the true and lawful Reprefentatives of the Nation, might deliberate with freedom; a privilege which they had hitherto been deprived of, as may be proved by many incontrovertible truths.

"In this fenfe, and as the most intimate ally of France, as its neareft relation, the friend of its King, and on account of his im mediate proximity to its territory his Majefty takes the greateft ntereft in the happinefs and interior tranquillity of the French nation; and, far from withing to difturb it, he has refolved to exhort and conjure the French to reflect upon the ftep which their Sovereign has been forced to take, and to confider the daring infults which urged him to it; to refpe&t the high dignity of his facred perfon, bis liberty and immunity, with that of all the Royal Family; and to remain perfuaded, that as long as the French nation continue to fulfil thefe duties (as the King hopes they will ever do), they fhall find in his tranfactions the fame fentiments of friendhip and regard which he has ever fhewn them, and which will in every respect agree much better with their situation than any other measure whatever.

"Aranjuez, July 1, 1791."

JUNE 6.

THE Haymarket Theatre opened with the Comedy of The Spanish Barber, and the Farce of Katharine and Petruchio. The chief addition to the Company this feafon are, Mrs. Bland, Mr. Jchaftone, Mr. Palmer, jun. and Mr. Wilfon.

13. Mr. Cornelys, from Dublin, appeared the first time in London, at the Haymarket, in the character of Lingo, in The Agreeable Surprife. A more arduous task the Theatre can fearce, in its prefent ftate, furnish than a fucceffor for Edwin in this extravagant but pleasant part; and accordingly the event was tuch as might naturally have been expected, a failure in the performance, which did not escape the notice of the audience. It is of fmall confequence to record the particulars of this unfuccessful effort.

20. Mr. Palmer, jun, who two years ago performed at the Circus, after having been to the East Indies and returned, appeared as a Candidate for public favour, in the character of the Prince of Wales, in Henry IV. Neither Mr. Palmer's voice por perfon are yet quite formed, but both promife to be good. His action was rather beyond the bounds of propriety, though the general effett of the performance was an apparent deficiency in fpirit. Time an attention, with his natural requifites, as in the cafes of his father and uncle, may do much. Previous to the Play a Prologue, written, it is believed, by Mr. Colman, jun. was fpoken by Mr. Palmer, fen. in the character of Faistaff, to befpeak the favour of the audience.

25. The Kenti Barons, a Comic Opera, by the Honourable Major North, was acted the

which they gain admittance to Mortimer's caitle. Clifford is detected in making himfelf known to Elina; but before Mortimer can have his order executed, a party rush in, relieve the perfecuted lovers, and leave the difappointed Baron to curfe his failure, which the author has permitted him to do without any figns of repentance or remorse.

In the early days of Mortimer, a strong friendship exifted between him and Sir Reginald, but both being enamoured with the fame lady, a breach took place between them. Sir Reginald obtained the lady, upon which Mortimer challenged him; the combat was, however, prevented by the order of the King, and the latter commanded to remain within his own caftle, which he did as long as the fair caufe of their quarrel exifted. Inftead of being humbled by his confinement, an implacable thirit of revenge took place in his breast; and to render it the more complete, he again ingratiated him elf into the good opinion of Sir Reginald; the fruit of whofe marriage were two children, a boy, whom Mortimer had contrived to fteal while an infant, and brought up in his own cattle by the name of Ofbert; and Elina, who refided with her father; upon whofe death the wily Mortimer determines to put his vengeance in force, for which purpose he vifits Elina, and, by bribing her servants, conveys her to his own caftle, where he infiits upon her confenting to become his wife; at which period the play commences. treating him with fcorn, he commands Of bert to give her a draught, that by lulling her fenfes he may accomplish his purpose, for he feels only the paffion of revenge. Through fear of his own life, Ofbert gives her the phial, but, ftung with remorse, he prevents her drinking of it; which being known to Mortimer, he is about to have him put to death, but fpares his life upon Elina's promifing to confent to their nuptials in three days, it no friend comes to her relief, and orders him inftantly to be turned out of doors. Ofbert having previously karnt from Elina her attachment to Baron

She

The general reception of this piece was favourable, though in fome parts, and towards the conclufion in particular, much oppofition prevailed. The language in general is ftrong, and fometimes poetical, though there feems to be rather too frequent a purfait of metaphors and figure. The fentiments are bold and tender, appropriate to the characters, and naturally arifing from the fituation.

The original airs of this piece are generally attributed to Mifs Monckton, who undertook the musical arrangement from motives of private fendship to the author. We cannot compliment her on the ground of original genius, or of happy fele&tion, as the music, excepting one or two airs, was very dull and unimpreffive.

JULY 7. Tafe and Feeling, a Dramatic Caricature, a&ted once lait feston (See Voi. XVIII. p. 1:1.), was performed again at the Haymarket, but the audience being in a lefs favourable difpofition than upon the former occation, fome difspprobation appeared, which probably will prevent the piece being repeated.

The tollowing Prologue was spoken by Mr. Bannister, jun. on its first reprefenta. tion:

My grandmother told me what her grandmother told her, [8.ow older." "The Times grows worfer, child, as they Oh, Gad-a m. rey, Times-if this were trae, What would another century dwindle to? I dare maintain this Time as good as any, In spite of whiners. grumblers, or my granny. To good Queen Bofs's days, the Mufe appealing, [and Feeling. Compares our thought with their's of Tafe Their Tafle was monftrous ruffs to bind the neck laft, [breakfast.

Banging the Dons, and munching beef for What of all that? Our dwindlers (as fome

call 'em) ['em. Long equally to meet the Dons and maul Tea-fippers whisker'd ftill icok bold and

bluff,

Their's were no die-away dames that fink in tears,

[their ears; For when their fwains difpleas'd, they box'd Their fimile was dignity, revenge their frown, 'Well skill'd alike to bufs, or knock you down. Thank Heav'n, our dears are form'd of gentler ftuff: [huff. Tho', to be fure, fometimes they fnub and But 'tis foon over-and in proper cue A fhower of tears relieves both them and you. "You're fure I love you, George."—"Well, wipe your eye;

You know I cannot bear to fee you cry." "Don't ufe me fo again, my deareft, don't." "Well, don't behave fo"-" I won't, I "won't."

Faith I forgot, they fent me here t'enfure A kind reception for this caricature;

And if this younker of the fketching tribe Shews Tafie to mark, and Feeling to defcribe, Touches up humour, fatire, fun, grimaces, You'll croud our picture shop with merry faces.

Let then our draughtfman fet his mind at eafe, You're pleas'd to approve when 'tis our aim to please ;

And while your Tafte to him is kindly stealing, His heart will ever glow with grateful Feeling.

9. Next Door Neighbours, a Comedy by Mrs. Inchbald, was acted the first time at the Haymarket. The Characters as follow:

Bluntly,
Mr. Lucre,
Mr. Manley,

Lady Caroline,

Servant,
Eleanor,

Mrs. Brookes,
Mis. Edvards.
Mrs. Kemble.

Ladies, Gentlemen, &c. &c.

The following are the outlines of this Comedy:

Sir George Splenderville, the hero of the drama, is a man immerfed in every fathionable diffipation of the times; and during the period of his rioting in lavish luxury, chance places, as his "Next Door Neighbours," a family in the utmoft indigence; and from this contraft in the fituation of thofe near neighbours, the moral and many points throughout the piece are drawn. Sir George, though a libertine in the general ferfe of that word, and though by his mifconduct plungcd at length into the decpett mifery, still gains the favour of the audience, by retaining the niceft fcruples, in respect to the true principles of a man of beneur, and his com

bating every overture made by his lawyer to retrieve his immenfe loffes by one dishonourable act, and his ftrong attachment to his betrothed wife, Lady Caroline, notwithstanding his propensity to be a general lover, are very amiable traits in his character.

After a feries of incidents which pourtray high life and humble poverty in striking colours, near the end of the play it is found that thofe very neighbours next door, whofe poverty Sir George had occasionally infulted, are his own nearest relations, from whom in his youth he had been feparated, by being taken with his deceafed father to India.This being explained, and his lately deftitute fifter, Eleanor, being put in poffeffion of the portion left her by her father, in cate the fhould be ever found, Sir George is raifed from the defpair into which his loffes at play had plunged him; recovers is estate and a great part of his wealth; and Lady Caroline, who, feeing his extravagance, had watched the event with a forshoding eye, and had even affified in reducing him to beggary that he might be duly fenfible of his folly, confents to complete the happiness of his new fituation by giving him her hand.

This Play is a compound frem two French ones, Le Dipipateur, and L I-digent; but in the dialogue and in many incidents much altered. It met with confiderable and de.

forved applaufe.

The following Prologue and Epilogue, written by Mr. Vaughan, were spoken by Mr. Bannifter, jun, and Mrs. Kemble : PROLOGUE.

TO puff, or not to puff-that is the queft on

Poff by all means, fay 1, it helps digeftion. To prove my maxin true, pray read the [vapours. From Quacks of State to thofe who cure the You'll find them, one and all, puff high their

Papers

And oft'ner gains the und ferving fame:
Or wherefore read we of Lord Fanny's taste?
Of me-an actor-wonderfully chafie!
And yet fo fqueamish is our Lady elf,
She'd rather die-than paragraph herself;
So fix'd on me-the Prologue-speaking back,
To top, with puff-direct, the critic pack,
Who yelp, and foaming bark from morn
[and bite,

to night,
And when run hard-turn tail-then (nap
Putting the timid hare-like Bard to flight.
To fuch, the best and only puff to hit,
Is that which honeft Candour must admit,
A temale fcribbler-is an harmlefs wit.
And who fo harmlefs as our prefent Bard,
Claiming no greater or diftin& reward,

Than

Than what from free translation is her due, Which here in fulleft truft fhe leaves to you, With this remark-Who own their debcs with pride,

Are well entitled to the credit fide:

And as for thofe with whom he makes fo

free,

They'll ne'er complain of English liberty;
But glory to behold their tinfel shine

Thro' the rich bullion of the English line.
Dear then avaunt! Truft to a British Jury—
With them, an honeft verdict I'll enfure you :
Let Echo catch the found-'tis PRATT
enacts,

You're Judges of the Law, as well as Facts.
On this the refts her cause, and hopes to find,
As friends, and Next Door Neighbours, you'll
be kind;

At kaft, this only puniínment enfue,
A frown—and that's fevere enough,from you.
Thus puff'd I freely to the Court commit
her,

[her

Not doubting, as a woman, you'll acquit
And now join iffue, Sirs, without delay-
Judging from written evidence our play,
And-fend her a good deliverance, I pray.

EPILOGUE.

LONG before the beginning of this Play, I heard fome DEEP ones in the Green Room fay, [did quakeThey had their fears and doubts--whilst fo sie And others with'd it bed-time for her fake. Do you, our helt phyficians, ever kind, Preferibe your true cephalic for the mind Of these our neighbours, and kind friends -behind,

And with it, give a cordial of the beft,
To one with decpeft gratitude imprest:
For fome there are--I have them in my eye-
Will ficken and turn pale with jealousy,
Whene'er wefcribbling women wield the pen,
Or dare invade the Rights of fcribbling Men;
And fir'd with zeal, in dread array appear-
With tene's from the learned hemifphere;
Theace cry (kind fouls) "Invention is the
only art,

And mere tranflation but a fecond part;

POE

SONNETS, &c.
By Mrs. CHARLOTTE SMITH.

Nay, fome fo manly, and fo orthodox, "Will drive you four in hand-or hold the "box;

"And if perchance the fatal die is thrown, "Will ftorm and fwcar, like any Lord in "town."

But might I whisper in this cenfor's ear, I'd prove his obfervations too fevereAnd urge Tranflation to hit off with skill, "Is not the province of each common quill ;

But by improving what was writ before, "Though genius may be lefs, our judgment's ❝ more;

"And whilft we paint with energy from life, "The gallant husband, or more gallant wife, "With tints from living portraits from the 66 spot,

"It matters not by whom related-or begot; "And thus much furer shall we reach the heart,

"Than all the lifeless pomp of boafted art.” As fuch, deny her not at least the merit Of giving Gallic froth-true British spirit.

And as for you, ye fair, how blooms the

[speak!

cheek, How fweet the temper which thofe eyes be No midnight oil has e'er deftroy'd a grace, Or gaming horrors found with you a place; But Cupid lent you all thofe winning arts, Which at a glance-can warm the coldest hearts.

Check then with me thefe cenfors as unjust, Who form their judgments as they live

on truft.

Nor ever credit what they dare to say,
Unless with you they join, and like our Play.

Ufe for a fignal then-your magic fan,
And all the Houfe will follow to a man;
Or should there be a difaffe&ted few-
Counter Revolution-reits with you.

TRY.

I would, fweet maid! thy humble bed were

mine,

Ev'a

[wave, Yet knows, that, fpringing from the eastern The fun's glad beams fhall re-illume his way, And, from the fnows fecur'd, within his

cave

He waits in patient hope-returning day.
Not fo the fufferer feels, who o'er the wafte
Of joyless life is deftin'd to deplore

pain;

O'er the blank void he looks with hopeles

bre.ft

Where ofprays, cormorants, and fea mews
Even in a icene to defolate and rude [blett;
I could with thee for months and years be
And, of thy tenderness and love poffeft,
Find all my world in this lone folitude!
When the bright fun thefe northern feas
illume,

With thee admire the light's reflected charms; And when drear Winter ipreaus his cheerlefs gloom,

Still find Elyfum in thy fheltering arms; For thou to me can't fovereign biifs impart, Thy mind my empire, and my throne thy heart.

fhine ag in.

V.

THE PEASANT OF THE ALPS.

WHERE cliffe arife by Winter crown'd,

And through dark groves of pine around, [fuam, Down the charms the fnow-fed torrents Within fome hollow, fhelter'd from the forms,

The PEASANT of the ALPS his cottage forms, And builds his humble, happy home.

Unenvied is the rich domain,

That far beneath him on the plain
Waves its wide harvests and its olive groves:
More dear to him his hut, with plantain
thatch'd,

Where long his unambitious heart attach'd,
Finds all he wishes, all he loves.

There dwells the miftrefs of his heart,

And love, who teaches every art, [care; Has bid him drefs the pot with fondelt When borrowing from the vale its fertile fail,

He climbs the precipice with patient toil,
To plant her favourite flow'rets there.

With native fhrubs, an hardy race,
There the green myrtle finds a place,
And roles there, the dewy leaves decline;
While from the craggs abrupt and tangled
Reeps,

With bloom and fruit the Alpine berry peeps,
And, blushing, mingles with the vine.

His garden's fimple produce fter'd,
Prepar`d for him by hand, ador'd,

Is all the little luxury he knows;
And by the fame dear hands are foftly spread
The Chamois' velvet spoil that forms the