ORIGINAL POETRY. For all he says he long has had by heart: For various objects EDWIN need not seek, One story lasts the pretty boy a week. Altho' these topics well with EWDIN suit, Ye virtuous fair, for you alone I write.. And set the coxcomb in his proper light, For you alone the muse the hour em ploys ; Fain would the muse prolong your short-liv'd joys! Fain would she strew life's thorny way with flow'rs, youth, And open to your view Elysian bowers, Against the vicious level satire's rage, alike. Can the proud beau the poor con- Whose only care is to adorn himself, What tho' the satirist appear your friend; Bar him the Centine! and EDWIN's mute! What tho' his pen in general good may [end? | Cease Satire here, and drop thy ridi-Yet disputation is his favorite song, Stiff in opinion, tho' he's stiff in wrong. Can the high priest, whom puff'd with cule! [fool. Still let contempt reform the forward And now, O muse, assume a higher strain, And siew where Fasmon holds her tawdry reign, pride we see, Teach male or female true humility? Know then, ye fair, with caution how to mark, Conceited Pride here spreads her glit-The man of knowledge from the sense t'ring wing, What various evils follow in thy train? wait? What, thỏ, thou rul'st the little and the less spark. So shall your various pleasures never For the Emerald, ABSENCE---A PASTORAL. How sweet were the wood and the grove! How sweet was the neighboring plain! Where Myra with pleasure did rove, But now they neglected remain. Rural scenes no longer can please, For Myra's forsaken the plain. For in Myra together are join'd, Sincerity, goodness and truth, And virtue still glows in her mind." Haste, haste my dear lass thy return, And affection each hour will improve, No more thy fond shepherd will mourn, For absence shall strengthen our love. ....SEMPER REFULGET..... No. 9. Boston, Saturday, June 28, 1806. ORIGINAL PAPERS. FOR THE EMERALD. THE WANDERER, MORNING. Let not the drowsy belle nor yawning beau condemn as vulgar the practice of early rising until they have experimented its advantages, nor frown on the Wanderer for attacking their favourite propensity until they have frequently accomWHAT youth is to life and spring through the MALL, where, beneath panied him in a morning ramble to the year, morning is to the day the umbrageous foliage of its the season for healthful occupation spreading trees they may inhale and serene enjoyment, for gaiety the balmy breezes of the west, and frolic; the "holy day-time" while the feathered choristers warof nature. What pity, that in the ble a song of gratulation. There day of a city resident, morning has so little participation!-Poets from rosy health delights to wander and bestow her gifts. Has nature the earliest ages have sung its charms? Observe from the sumbeauties, moralists have urged its mit of BEACON HILL with what appropriation and physicians have bounteous hand she has lavished condemned the practice of incor- them on our vicinity, and with what perating it with night, but still sloth care her handmaid art has heighttriumphs over reason. The votaries ened these adornments; but wait of Nox outnumber the admirers of not till the smoke and vapours AURORA. scured the prospect. The east too which defile the day shall have obinvites. Contemplate the beauties of the rising sun as it gilds the undulating wave; view the extended and indulge in reveries on the growocean, whitened by the distant sail, confidence in which will not be commerce of our country, your ing diminished by observing for a moment the bustle of the wharves be Few cities offer such powerful inducements to early rising as ours, while perhaps in none does so general a disposition prevail to indulge propensities to sluggardism and protract the period of sleep. Al-though fully sensible of the difficulty of overcoming this preposterous tendency, the Wanderer cannot at this season orait to call on his read ers to shake the poppies from their When every muse To bless the wildly devious morning walk." low. If greater variety be required, go, mount the exulting steed;" "and course the country round where freshness breathes." Heaten's best gift, health will thus be secured, while the frame becomes enervated and the intental-faculties enfeebled by protracted sleep, six fing to the charms of nature and the hours being fully sufficient to re-duties of life. store the wonted vigour of the body. "Love not sleep," says Solomon, No time is so propitious as morn-"lest thou come to poverty;" and ing for application to business and as my money getting countrymen every student is acquainted with its have so hearty a detestation of that peculiar adaptation, to intense ex- pale attendant, I have felt no small ertion of mind; every poet knows surprise that they should linger in that fancy is then most vigorous. a path, where the wise man asserts Aurora, Musis amica. What prodi-she must inevitably be found. gality then is it to waste time so valuable when life is so short? A moral mathematician remarking on the difference between rising at six and eight, has computed the gain during forty years to a man, who has been accustomed to devote only eight hours daily to business or study, as equal to ten entire years of life. How momentous a calculation, well worthy the most serious consideration of every one, who has it thus in his power to obtain so vast an acquisition of time for the cultivation of his natural endowments and increasing his mental acquirements. In his primeval state man felt not this preposterous tendency to sloth. The first fresh dawn then wak'd the gladden'd race Of uncorrupted man, nor blushed to see The sluggard sleep beneath its sacred beam." This subject would admit much further comment, but the original intention was merely to express astonishment, that among those, who must necessarily be unemployed in the morning, so few, particularly among the female part of the community, visit our delightful public walks. Are my fair readers ignorant that the bloom of health, bestowed by morning exercise, is more fascinating than the highest glow, which the cosmetics of Gourgas can supply? An epigrammatist on this subject says pointedly, Myrtilla, rising with the dawn Steals roses from the blushing morn ; But when Myrtilla sleeps till ten, Aurora steals them back again. The desire to obtain additional charms we may hope will have its proper effect in filling our public walks with the smiling fair, whose No midnight carousals then obliged example cannot fail to influence the the bacchanalian to resort to day for other sex, and operate a general rea sleep of turbid agony, nor did the formation in the community, banfair then only abandon the dance ishing the tinge of the lilly from for the couch at dawn of day. In both female and male faces, and reobtaining refinement we have aban-storing the rose to its proud predoned comfort. But our claim to it eminence. Convinced of the influis not extinct. Let me then entreat my male readers not to suffer Aurora to blush at seeing them reel into their beds at the time they should be rising from them, and the For night withdraws her sable veil, i fair must pardon me for exorting them to abstain from the midnight The clouds of morn refulgent break, And odours breathe in every gale. perusals of hobgoblin descriptions and unnatural delineations of ideal Arise! and aid the dawn, my fair! Dispute the blush with yonder east; life, that a sleep undisturbed by ter-Thy breath shall mock the fragrant air rific dreams may admit an awaken ence of the fair, and desirous that this influence may be exerted, the Wanderer would call them from the couch by the invocation of a poet. AWAKE, my fair! in smiles awake! The light thy radiant eyes increase. {The letters on the study and use of Ancient and Modern History, by J. Bigland, have obtained some celebrity in this country. The following is extracted from the Essays of the same author, recently published.] ON THE ABSURDITIES OF MORAL WRITERS. Surely those writers, who thus insult the understanding of their readers, and give the lie to universal experience, have never represented As it is inconsistent with the or- to themselves the man of sensibility, der of things, that the gifts of for- surrounded by his helpless offspring tune should be distributed in equal crying for bread, which it is not in portions to all, as affluence, ease and his power to provide, or seeing them pleasure, can fall to the lot of only a or the partner of his bosorn, Jansmall number of individuals, and by guishing on a bed of sickness, withfar the greatest part of the human out being able to procure what is species must lead a life of toil and necessary for their comfort or relabour, in the midst of poverty and covery. They have never contemin the gloom of obscurity, it appears plated virtue in distress, or genius to have been the design of a num-cramped in its exertions by chilling ber of moral philosophers to recon- penury; nor beheld the miserable cile the great bulk of mankind to spectacle of age and infirmity sinktheir condition, by delineating a dis-ing under the burden of labour and guised and fallacious picture of the want. Such scenes however are good and evil of life. almost every where exhibited: they To see a philosopher who is pos- may be witnessed in every city, sessed of affluence, or at least bless-town and village, if not designedly ed with a comfortable competency, overlooked, and present themselves. writing a panegyic on the happiness too frequently to escape observation. of poverty, is something truly ludi- If those mistaken moralists have A person who possesses ever contemplated the scenes of what is sufficient to supply his woe, so common among the lower wants, and even to procure him classes of mankind, and yet suppose those conveniences which are suita-them consistent with happiness, ble to his station, or can contribute what in the name of common sense to render life easy and agreeable, is it that constitutes misery?! may, indeed, retire into his closet at an hour of leisure to write an elaborate harrangue on the blessings of poverty, and for want of other employment, may indulge his reveries until the dinner bell calls him to a plentiful repast; the smoothness or floridity of his style, or the ap-volume might be filled with quotaparent energy of his reasoning, may amuse those who have as much leisure to read as he has to write; but all his declamatory eloquence will never induce the poor man to think his situation comfortable, when he is hungry and cannot procure himself a dinner. crous. The arguments and inductions of this mistaken philosophy, are so common, and the terms "humble but happy station," "contented poverty," "happy obscurity," and a thousand cant expressions of this nature, so frequently occur, that a tions of this moral nonsense; and. from books, it is transferred into the mouths of those who have never experienced this enviable happiness that poverty brings for its dowry. We are told that the great Frederic of Prussia, walking with a French. philosopher, I think the abbe Mably,. 649020 A |