ART. 67. 1. The German Erato, or a Collection of favourite Songs, tranflated into English, with their original Mufic. Berlin.

ART. 68. 2. The German Song fter, or a Collection of favourite Airs, with their original Mufic, done into English by the Tranflator of the German Erato.

The tranflator, a Mr. Beresford, at prefent refident in Germany, appears to be very intimately acquainted with the language of that country, and well qualified to transfer into his own, the principal beauties. of the originals from which he has copied. Even where he, perhaps intentionally, deviates from the fenfe of them, his verfions will often be found not inferior in poetical merit to that of the originals themfelves; as, for inftance, in the two laft Strophe's of Jacobi's Sagt wo find die Veilchen hin:

Sagt wo ift as mädchen hin,
Das weil ichs er blickte,
Sich mit demuthfvollen Sinn,
Zu den Veilchen bückte!
Tüngling, alle Schönheit flieht;
Auch das mädchen ist verblüht.

Sagt wo ift der Sänger hin,
Der auf bunten Wiefen,
Veilchen, Ros' und Schäferinn,
Laub und Bach gepriefen?
Mädchen, unfes Leben flieht,
Auch der Sänger ist verblüht.

Say, where bides the village maid,
Late yon cot adorning,

Oft I've met her in the glade,

Fair and fresh as morning.

Swain, how fhort is beauties bloom!

Seek her in her graffy tomb.

Whither roves the tuneful fwain,

Who of rural pleasures,

Rofe and vi'let, rill and plain,

Sung in deftelt measures?

Maiden, fwift life's vifion flies,

Death has clos'd the poet's eyes!

As a further confirmation of our opinion, in regard to the poetical talents of the tranflator, we fhall prefent our readers with his entire verfion of the Liebefzauber of Bürger.

Maiden, look me in the face,

Stedfaft, ferious-no grimace!

Maiden, mark me, now I rafk thee;

Answer quickly, what I ask thee;

Stedfaft, look me in the face!

Little vixen-no grimace!

Frightful

Frightful art thou not, 'tis true,
Eyes thou haft, of lovely blue;
Lips and cheeks the rofe defying;
Bofom, fnow in whitenefs vying;
Charms thou haft-ah, fure 'tis true,
Killing eyes of azure hue!

Be thou lovely, yet I ween,
Fair thou art, but not a queen;
Not the queen of all that's charming;
Not alone all hearts alarming.
Fair and bright; yet ftill I ween,
Bright and fair, but not a queen.

When I turn me here and there,
Scores of lovely maids appear;
Scores of maids, in beauty blooming.
Claims as fair as thine, affuming;
Scores of maidens here and there,
Smile as sweet, and look as fair.
Yet haft thou imperial fway;
I, thy willing flave, obey;
Sway imperial, now to teaze me,
Now to foothe, and now to please me.
Life and death attend thy fway;
See thy willing flave obey!

Scores of maidens, what a train!

Scores and fcores! Yet all were vain.
Should even thousands ftrive to chace thee,
From the throne where love doth place thee;
Tens of thousands! what a train!
All their fondeft arts were vain!

Look me, charmer, in the face;
Little vixen, no grimace!

Tell me, why for thee I'm fighing,
Thee alone and others flying?
Little charmer, no grimace!
Speak, and look me in the face!
Long the caufe I've vainly feann'd,
Why to thee alone I bend!
Tortur'd thus, nor know the reason!
Martyr ftill to am'rous treason!
Fair enchantrefs!-fore me ftand,
Speak;-and fhow thy magic wand!

ACKNOW

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS TO CORRESPONDENTS.

Our first attentions are certainly due to A. X. We have feldom received a communication which has been more acceptable, or in ali refpects more to our tafte.

The Sermon alluded to by Philalethes, by fome accident has not come to our hands. We fhall immediately enquire atter it.

Our general anfwer to Infularis, after thanking him for his kindness, must be, that our most serious attention is invariably paid to fuch works, fcholaftic or not, as in our judgment feem moft to deserve it. Translations, in our Foreign Articles, hardly feems neceffary.

The Letter of Anonymous will be replied to at a more convenient feafon.

Mr. King's book, from Liverpool, has been miflaid; but his intimation will not be forgotten.

LITERARY INTELLIGENCE.

A new edition of Homer is preparing at the Clarendon Prefs.

The Afiatic Refearches are reprinting in Quarto, in this country. A fifth volume of that work, in Octavo, will be published in a few days.

A Learned Prelate is faid to be employed in writing some animadverfions on Mrs. More's book.

Dr. Duigenan is printing obfervations on the prefent ftate of affairs in Ireland.