THE EMERALD. Ah! more I feel thy influence round, And all yon deep opake of wood, Glittering in robes of gold, and shap'd Oh might my prayer be heard! might I, In scenes so blest, a.soft retreat: one for that ruling passion. Pry MAJESTY. Charles V. on his accession to the Imperial crown in all the public vul-writs, &c. which he issued as king In freedom there enjoy the waning hour of life. THE COURTIER. Nobody doubts but that Lord Chest terfield, whatever might be the tenden cy of his principles in a moral view gave very excellent directions for a man of the world. An observance of the subsequent rules would make a complete courtier, and assisted by a little native address a very popular man. me de of Spain, assumed the title of his Majesty, and required it from his subjects as a mark of their respect. Before this time, all the monarchs of Europe were satisfied with the title of His HIGHNESS or GRACE, but the vanity of the other Courts have followed the example of the Spanish. The epithet of Majesty is no longer a mark of pre-eminence. The most inconsiderable monarchs in Europe enjoy it, and You must acquire, said my lord, the arrogance of the greater potene in a letter to his son, whom he in-tates has invented no higher tended to make an accomplished nomination. statesman, patience to hear frivol ous, impertinent and unreasonable applications, with address enough to refuse without offending or by your manner of granting to double the obligation. Dexterity enough to conceal truth without telling a lie. Sagacity enough to read other people's countenances, and serenity enough not to let them discover any thing by yours. A seeming frankness with a real reserve. These are the rudiments of a politician, the world must be your grammar.. SIR WILLIAM TEMPLE says with easy elegance, that human life is like a froward child, that must be played with and humoured a little to keep it quiet, till it falls asleep, and then the care is over and CICERO in his treatise de Senectute declares, that if the gods offered to place him once more in the cradle he would reject the offer, for that life has nothing to recommend it. That is a most noble sentiment of Rolla, in the play of Pizarro, when the centinel, who had refused a bribe, is You must look into people as well as at them. Almost all people are vanquished by bis own 'feelings and alborn with all the passions to a cer-lows him to enter into the cell of Alontain degree, but almost every man zo. ་་་ has a prevailing one to which the Oh holy nature, thou dost never rest are subordinate. Search every plead in vain. There is hot of our EMERALD NOTICES. Alteration of English Publications.A warm dispute has commenced in the New-York papers on this subject. It is stated to be an increasing evil that the works of English writers are altered and reprinted in this country for the benefit of copy right. Lindley Mur earth a creature bearing form and life, human or savage, native of the forest or the air, around whose parent bosom thou hast not a chord entwined of pow, er to tie them to their offspring's claims and at thy will to draw them back, to thee. On iron pinions borne the bloodstained vulture cleaves the storm, yet it the plumage closest to her heart soft as the cygnet's down and o'er her un-ray's Grammar is said to have been fledg'd brood the murmuring ring- thus chrysalized three several times. dove sets not more gently... Life of Washington.-The 5th volume of Marshall's Life of Washington has at length been published, but has not reached this town. The delay attend The following lines from Roscoe's life of Lorenzo de Medici were addressed by Politan to thating the publication has excited some patron of learning. They are a tolerable compliment for a suit of ..cloaths. Lorenzo, blame me not-I long surprise, particularly as the complete work was advertised in London on the first of January. There must be something wrong, we should think, in the business, as the American subscribers are entitled to at least as early atten tion as those on the other side of the water, and ought have been gratified as soon. Was the delay necessary and accidental, or designed for the purpose of speculation? Prize Poem--Charles Grant's Poem on the restoration of learning in the East, which obtained the prize offered for the best production on that occasion, will be published at Salem, by Messrs. Cushing & Appleton. Those who have read the extracts from it which have To strains of gratitude most fervent- vant. tions will be anxious to peruse the whole of a production which combines so much learning, elegance and poetry. The following lines by Thomas. Blair's Sermons.Proposals have | Moore are distinguished for all that been issued by J. M. Dunham of this tenderness and simplicity and that town for the publication of an edition smooth versification which distin-of this valuable and correct work. We guish the performances of this poet. shall be happy to find that a book which has equal charms for the moralist and the scholar meets with a ready patronage from the citizens of New-England. A new Flute-An artist of Paris has învented a new flute of flint-glass which for the firmness of its tones is said far to surpass those made of wood. Culex of Virgil.A translation of has been written by a young gentlethis minor poem of the Mantuan Bard, Emerald press. man of this town and published at the POETRY. OH! what a piteous sight is there!, Alas! what guilt, or misery hard, And thought the vows sincere, Without one pitying tear. Perhaps an outcast from her home; Afraid to stay-unus'd to roam, She sought in vain relief: Till hunger, cold, and toil, combin'd, To 'numb her limbs, and wring her mind, And break her heart with grief. Ah, what could make, but horror wild A mother thus forsake her child, And spurn the charge she bore? Reject it from her heaving breast, And leave it, an unbidden guest, At a promiscuous door? Yet not promiscuous-He, unseen, But Providence was near. He bid th' Egyptian Princess find In his succeeding years. Who knows but this poor little frame Which time shall give to shine? "Your parent, hope, and stay: THE OUTCAST WHEN Sun-beams bid the world adieu, Of hopes forever flown. The infant smiles of blushing May, And sings of vanish'd hours. That hides the dark and blotted tale Of moments yet to come. Now does she guide my wand'ring eye O'er times perplex'd, and watʼry sky; Spreads to my glance the features dark, E'en all the dusky tints that mark The tissue of my fate. Oft have I listen'd to the theme Oft have I smil❜d to hear its praise, That wait upon its morn. 'Tis then I face the piercing wind; What shelter can an outcast find? "Tis then,that 'midst the whistling blast, The while the beating rain falls fast, I tread my weary way. How oft when journeying o'er the plain, My sad heart torn by grief and pain, While o'er my cheeks the cold. gale blows, (That cheek whence care has chas'd the rose That once so gaily bloom'd;) Around I throw my eager gaze, Sad strains that mem❜ry loves. Blest shades of all I once ador'd! Greater than wreck of worlds! As some fair trees, whose branching shade Shelters the wild flower of the glade, To shield my youth from ill. But, lo! the angry tempest came, Greater than wreck of worlds. Behold they beckon from the hill- THE SAILOR'S WELCOME HOME. But safe returned past dangers spurn'd EPIGRAM. I come the storm will soon be past-To a Lady who drew her Steel Pins from My weary sun is setting fast, And then-we meet once more. her bonnet in a thunder storm. Cease, Eliza, thy locks to despoil, Nor remove the bright steel from thy hair, For fruitless and fond is thy toil, While the rose on thy cheek shall re main, And thy eye so bewitchingly shine, Thy endeavour must still be in vainFor attraction will always be thine. ORIGINAL PAPERS. FOR THE EMERALD. THE WANDERER, No. 74. = "SUAVITER IN MODO" WHEN it is considered how small a part of time is engaged on objects of any considerable consequence, how many hours of the most busy man's life are devoted to employments in which the active and the idle must be equally engaged, and how much pleasure depends on the performance of those smaller duties that society requires, it is found necessary to learn "how to become hittle without being mean, to maintain the necessary intercourse of civility, and fill up the vacuities of action by agreeable appearances." It may often be observed that the most wise, the most learned, and even the most useful citizens, are not always the most popular; but that men much inferior to them in the qualities both of mind and heart, will unite most voices in their favour, and that while the abstract virtues of the one class are not denied, others will receive superior favours or advantages. This effect may generally be attributed to a difference of manners. He whose avocations lead him to mix but little with the world, will discover a re VOL. II. P serve and distance that is frequently mistaken for pride, and will often be too apt to pass over inattentively the courtesies of life, or to treat them as humiliations inconsistent with his dignity. The man of much inferior capacity, who every day mingles with the bustle of the world, will learn to appreciate the value of a pleasing address and a familiar deportment, and in the exercise of easy politeness secure more esteem than is paid without it, to all the honours of learning, and even to the dignity of wealth. Civility is a debt which every individual in society has a right to exact. Power, fortune, and rank, instead of affording an exemption from the demand, increase the obligation to discharge it. The acci dental differences that exist, often arise without merit and are maintained by no superior deserts; but even if they are derived from the most noble titles, and reward the most splendid virtue, they give no release from the requirements of civility which arise from the constitution of society and the very nature of man. Indeed there is no being more ridiculous than he who, proud of some accidental elevation, and intoxicated by his height, looks down on those in an inferior situa tion as beings of an inferior order, and issues his directions to those who must obey his commands, as though they had neither sensibility to feel nor pride to be wounded. It' is humiliation enough for a man to |