The third pretext was, that the Rajah had made war on the princes or Polygars of Marawar and Nalcooty, whom the Nabob alleged to be his dependants.-The fact of the war is ada mitted; but the sovereignty of the Rajah being acknowledged, (which was allowed by the Presidency in 1772, and by the Nabob himself in 1762) he must be at liberty to right himself on his neighbours who had injured him. The Nabob had before exprened, in the strongest terms, his desire that no protection should be given to the Marawar princes : he even acknowledged the justice of the war by calling the territories in dispute the King of Tanjore's country. Yet he clandestinely incited the Polygars to hoftilities, while he was preparing to make war with the Rajah for having a quarrel with them. On inquiry, it has appeared that there is no proof of these Polygars having any dependence on the Nabob, and their sovereignty is found to be ancient and hereditary.

The result of this war, undertaken on such frivolous pretexts, was, that Tanjore, after suffering great devaftation and plunder, was obliged, in 1771, to submit to pay near 700,000 l. and to such other terms as the Nabob thought fit to exact.

At the very instant in which this treaty, so advantageous to the Nabob, was concluded, the Presidency sent orders not to restore or demolish the fort of Vallum, according to the agreement, but to have it fufficiently garrisoned, under the pretext of an apprehenfion that the Rajah would not perform all the articles of the agreement: they asserted that he equivocated, and immediately annulled the treaty. But no proof or explanation is given of this equivocation. And the truth is, the Rajah did not equivocate, or hesitate to fulfil the agreement. On the evidence of the Nabob's own minister, Nazib Khan, it appears that the jewels taken from the Marawars were delivered to the Nabob's eldest son, and that the King of Tanjore offered bills, the same day, for nine lacks out of the fourteen agreed to be paid, and engaged to pay the remainder the Monday following.

On this the Nabob's eldest son hesitated on the infraction of the treaty; but his younger brother broke through it at once, on no other pretence than that his father's pleasure muft, by all means, be preserved.' In this manner the treaty of 1770 was broken, and a second made agreeable to the Nabob's pleasure, which however, iwo years after, he found means to dira folve. The Presidency, having only agreed to, not ratified the last treaty, thought themselves at liberty to act contrary to it, as guardians of the public peace.

Solely on the charge of the Rajah's enemy, the Nabob himfelf, with only four days deliberation, the Presidency declared his right to protection forfeited, and that it was dangerous to


fuffer him to exist as a power. The first particular of the Nabob's charge is, that by advice confirmed by the Company's rekdent at Poonah, the Rajah had endeavoured to bring the Marattas into the Carnatic. This charge is made without any direct information to the Presidency, and refts wholly on the word of the Nabob : and from the account sent by the Prefidency to the Company it appears, that whatever was the nego. ciation, it arose from a just dread which the Rajah entertained of the Nabob's infincerity and evil designs against Tanjore. The second charge is, that the Rajah had given the Nabob no affistance against the Polygars, but had received them, and fupplied them with ammunition. Of this no proof is given : befide, it must be remembered, that the Nabob had juft quarrelled with the Rajah, for making war on these very Polygars, and now, for not making war upon them, and that these contradice tory charges were made at the interval of about two months, without alleging any act of rebellion subsequent to the time in which he confidered them as under his protection. A third charge is, that the Rajah had taken some runaway Polygars under bis protection, and given them a residence.

As the nature of the crime of these runaways is not specified, and no other proof of the fact is given but the word of the Nabob, it Cannot merit notice. The fourth charge is, that the Rajah had, under the plea of borrowing money, mortgaged some districts of the Tanjore country to the Dutch, French, and Danes. The whole amount of this charge is, that the Nabob forces the Rajah, by invasions and violent extortions, to mortgage fome of his territories, and then makes that mortgage a reason for robbing him of all the remainder. The last charge is, that the Rajah had refused to pay the money agreed for by treaty, ten lacks still remaining due. Though this charge was admitted by the Presidency without inquiry, the fact is, that this money was, at the time of the accusation, actually paid. The Rajah, notwithstanding the exhausted state of his finances, had borrowed money of Comora, an Hindoo, for this purpose, and pledged a territorial revenue for the payment. This Comora drew bills on his master, Paul Benfield, the Nabob's banker, for the amount, which bills (by Mr. Benfield's own confeflion) were in the Nabob's or his banker's hands. On these flight grounds, which the Presidency took up on the bare word of the Nabob, the war was renewed, under the protection of the English arms in 1773, which issued in the plunder of four millions sterling of the wealth of Tanjore, and the conquest of the country.

Such is the evidence (which must be allowed to carry with it much appearance of truth) on which this Writer justifies the conduct of the Directors of the East-India Company in restoring 1


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Tanjore to its former fovereign. He subjoins some general remarks on the impropriety and injustice of making conquests for the Mahometan princes in India : and concludes with a wish, in which all true friends to the rights of humanity, without deciding to which party the guilt of oppression belongs, may concur: . It is hoped that the active partizans of oppression, by officiously bringing these matters into discussion, will roule the humanity and justice of his Majesty, this nation, and the Company, in favour of the unhappy nations, princes, and people, who are under our protection, and from whom we derive infinite benefits.'

E. Art. VII. Poems, by a young Nobleman, of distinguished Abilities, lately deceased; particularly the State of England, and the once

In veller, dated from the ruinous Portico of St. Paul's, in the Year 2199, to a Friend seciled in Boston, che Metropolis of the Western Empire. Also, fundry fugitive Pieces, principally wrote whilst upon nis Travels on the Continent. 4to. z's. 6 d. Kearlly. 1780. THE Nobleman, who is supposed to have been the Au

thor of these Poems, was sufficiently notorious. Nature had bestowed upon him considerable talents : these talents, under the care of a most excellent father, had met with the highest cultivation. Such were the advantages with which he entered into life. Unfortunately both for himself and for the world, there was something still wanting to give a proper direction to those abilities for which he was soon distinguished. Devoted, unhappily, to the pursuit of pleasure, he seems to have been one of those who emancipate themselves from every principle which opposes the gratification of their ruling appetite. A mind enslaved by vice, and enfeebled by a constant attention to low and sordid enjoyments, seems incapable of that dignity and elevation which are so effential to true poetry. Hence it may be that we meet with fo few marks of those distinguished abilities which are announced in the title-page of these poems. Though we indeed expected not the “ dignity of verse,” we yet looked for brilliancy and wit. In this respect, however, we are also disappointed. The first poem, the State of England in the year 2199, is heavy and unanimated. Neither force of genius nor grace of fancy are displayed in it. A Bostonian is lupposed to visit the ruins of London ; a poor emaciated Briton, who officiates as Ciceroni, is his attendant. After expatiating on the different objects that had engaged their attention, they

proceed into a field
O'ergrown with rank and noisome weeds, and here
The honeft Briton wiping from his eye
The tarting tear, in broken fobs of grief,


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And mingled indignation thus exclaim'd.
“ In this unwholesome fen, by the foul toad,
And eyeless newt inhabited, once stood
" The Bank and Treasury of England, filld
With thining heaps of beaten gold; a sum
That would have beggar'd all the perty itates
“ Of Europe to have rais'd, here half the wealth
Of Mexique and Peru was pour'd, and hence
“ Diffus'd in many a copious stream, was spread
To distant towns, and cities, and enrich'd
“ Indulirious commerce through the polished land.
“ But now, alas! not e'en a trace remains,
“ Not e'en a ruin of the spacious pile,
“ Raz'd even with the duit, by the joint hand
" Of the avenging multitude; what time
“ The fall of public credit, that had long
“ Tottered upon her airy base, involv'd
“ In sudden and promiscuous ruin all
“ The great commercial world — Then fell,
“ Struck to the heart by dark Corruption's arms,
“ The Brirish Lion--then the Flower de Lis
“ Wav'd high on London's tower, and then sunk
“Beneath the tyrant's blondy hand, the last

Remaining spark of Liberty.-A dire
“ And dreadful revolution ! O my poor,

My ruin'd country! long thou waft the pride
“ And dread of nations ; far above the rest

Happy and great, nor would the envious foe
“ Subdue thy warlike fons, but 'twas thyself
“ That kill'd thyself.-0 memory, that wounds

My agonizing breaft!- grief of heart
" Ihat overturns all patience !”—Thus much
His plaintive voice was heard; the rest was choak'd
By fighs and groans, that would have mov'd the heart
Of savage rage to picy, much I griev'd

At Britain's downfall.-
The only attempt at any thing like poetical description, is in
the passage that immediately follows:

i thought revolv'd on thought,
And my rape mind was held in fix'd fuspence,
And melancholy muling, but soon rouz’d
By an unusual found;--the whillling wind
Mutter'd a hollow groan, che thicken'd sky,
Like a dark vault portentous food !-a blaze
Of reddeit lightning not across the gloom,
The thunder rais'd his dreadful roar, and close
Before my astonish'd eyes a phantom tood,
In shape and gesture like a warrior old,
Of aspect gaunt and grim; his grizzly beard
And lwarthy face was all besmear'd with duit,

And clotted gore, his fable armour pierc'd
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With many a shaft, upon his bruis'd limbs
And aged body seem'd a useless load!
In his right hand he held a broken spear,
And in his left a moulder'd scroll, whereon
The words of Magna CHARTA were engravid

In bloody characters. The poem afterwards concludes with some rhymes, which, we are of opinion, must have been added by a very inferior hand, as they are such as would confer no honour on the belman.

The second piece in the collection is addressed to Lady Catharine A-ns-y, on her departure for Ireland. This, as well as the poem that immediately follows it, addressed to a friend from Venice, contains some tolerable lines. The verses we are most pleased with are

An Invitation to Miss WARB-RT-N.

Already wafted from th' empurpled meads
Of bleft Arcadia, with soft vernal airs,
Zephyr had op'd the tender buds, that fear'd
Th’inclement sky, and now the genial fun
His vivid beams o'er herb, tree, fruit, and flow'r
Effuses, and calls forth the wanton spring
In all her charms—and Mall he spread around -
Her honey'd treasures, and delicious bloom,
Whilf in dark cities pent, 'midit noxious fumes,
My Am’ret wastes the rosy hours, nor heeds
Their nectar'd sweets, unmindful how expand
The new-born leaves, or how th' enlivening ray
Paints ev'ry fow'r with green, and native gold?
O! come, thou fairest fow's, by Nature's hand
Made not to bloom unseen, where ardent love
Invites; and 'mid the love-inspiring gloom
Of Harley Thades, deign tread the rural haunts
Of universal Pan; for there he dwells,
And those his lov'd retreats, where shadowy woods
Weave leafy arches 'cross the gushing rills,
That ever and anon from airy heights
Descend, and gurgling through the op'ning vale,
Glide smoothly onward, whilft the Naiads mark
Their calm soft course. Soch was the blifsful scene
By fine poetic fancy view'd of old,
In Tempe's vale; where the delighted gods
With wood.nymphs danc'd in chorus, to the tune
Of pipes and voices sweet, whose charming sound
The mute herds mov’d, and held their savage hearts
In rapture :--but not the who on those plains
With graceful lep led on th' eternal spring,
Fair Flora, nor the nymph whom gloomy Dis
Beheld in Enna's grove, and inftant lov'd,
With Thee could be compar’d, nor could their charma's
So touch the heart, or raise so pure a flame.


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