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cold wintry blast by providing them with the softest leather gloves. Every gentleman's library is also indeb:ed to him for the neat binding of his books, tor the sheath of bis sword, and for cases for his instruments; in Thori, not to be tedious in mentioning the vari. ous uses of leather, there is hardly any furniture or otenlil of life but the Sheep contributes to render it either more useful, convenient, or ornamental.'

The present state of the wool-trade is thus fummarily exhibited:

• The reason why the farmer or wool grower became regard. less of his wool, was not from a despair of selling fine wool, but from his being enabled by the improving ttat of his country (arising from its increased commerce, riches, and luxury) to make the Aeth of the sheep a principal object of attention ; a larger breed of sheep was therefore adopred, which naturally produced a coarser kind of wool; but finding ihe natural feed of the country would not maintain this new sort, he had recourle to artificial graffes and curnips, which latter is found very injurious * 10 wool, but the farmer ftill made as much money from his feece as he did before, though sold at a less price, because of the increaled quantity of it; and this is still the language of every farmer of the West of England, who finds his cbarre wool fell as readily as his fine formerly did; for to one man who buys a coat of fine wool, there are ten at least who buy inferior qualities.'

Hence our author infers that, were Spain to adopt our improvements in agriculture, and to exert a spirit of commerce, their wool would degenerate in the same manner as wich us. His reasons against the exportation of raw wool, appear cogini:

• A good trade, fully encouraged at home, becomes the best possible encouragement to the woolgrower, who, generally speaking, is ailo a farmer. The subject is much misrepresented by thole who allert that a foreign market, in our present state of improvement, would benefit

It should always be taken into the same argument, that on every 204. worth of wool lent abroad, there is above 60s. worth of labour taken from the community, who in lieu of that deprivation must subfist on something, and that must ultimately fall on the landbolder. No circumitances can justify the fep but a great redundancy of wool at home, and when tuch a case happens, it is time enough to seek it. Let us for instance suppose, that half our next year's growth of wool is exported, and it arises to double the price, what is the consequence? the manufueturer receives his order from the merchant on the ulual terms, but finds, from the great advance of wool, he shall not save himself, he must therefore decline the order, unless he can get such a price of the merchant as to injure him fome profit, (a little advance upon an article of manufacture will

I have heard an eminent woolstapler say, that the effects of turnip feeding are so pernicious to fine wool, that he can distinguish it while drawing it apart in his fingers, from its acquired harhnels. This is a very serious consideration.'

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turn the current of a trade, though no such effect happens on such articles of life as corn, sugar, groceries, &c. which must be bought) the merchart not having this in his power, returns the order to bis agent abroad, and the clothier remains without a trade, accumulating a heavy stock of materials made at a dear rale: his first step to save himself and family from ruin, is to discharge his work folks, of which any manufacturer of consequence employs from 500 to a

In consequence of this loss of trade from rise of wool, many 100,000 people are thrown out of bread, the effect of which is unia versal diftress and discontent, and God knows where the evil would end! The first object of the mob would be to procure the names of those who voted for ite exportation of wool, and their lives would be probably the sacrifice! and the next step would be a numerous emigration to that country to which the wool was conveyed, which no doubt would be glad io receive them; as was actually the case with the Brabanters onder their Duke Wenceslaus in the 14th century; with the Dutch upon the introduction of the Spanish InquiJuion; with the French under Louis the 14th, upon the revocation of the edi£t of Nanız; and in Spain under Ferdinand, upon his compulsion of the Moors to change their religion, &c. &c. Further, if a lefler exportation takes place than the half, or even so much as to distress the manufacturer, and induce him to leljen his trade from a doubt of advantage, the evil will be nationally felt, more or less, according to the circumfiances and extent of the evil.'

To this may be added, that, as the growth of wool and that of grain interfere, both cannot be cultivated for exportation. Corn is entitled to the preference; as, by undertaking to supply foreigners, we infure plenty for ourlelves :--but employment is as neceffary as food; therefore we ought not to part with wool, before it is worked up into some form for ule.

Persuaded that the views of Dr. Anderson are as public spirited and liberal as those of this nameless writer, whoever he may be ; when he so freely animadverts on a respectable known character for Gifference in opinion, we leave to bis refection what an eager opponent might make of the foilowing paragraphs;

• Wherever Agriculture greatly flourishes, and lands are highly coltivated and encloled, it is imposible to raise fine clothing woo!. The loss of Spanish wool is not so much feared by us, from any embargo Spain may lay upon it, as from the consequences of a better Government, encouraging arts, and improving their husbandry, and the cultivation of their lands. This event may not be so diftant as we may suppose; and in this case, where shall we obtain line wool, unless we can rear it ourselves?

• This is another reason why we mould, by all the meana in our power, endeavour to cultivate the growth of sine wool in our own iland.'

That is, we Mould, by ail the means in our power, endeavour to perform what has been previously declared an impoffibility!

POETRY

POETRY.
Art. 23. Sonnets from Shakespeare. By Albert. 8vo.

pp. 76. 25. 6d. Debrett. 1791. To manufacture poetry from the poetry of Shakespeare, is no difficult archievement. Having fuch divine materials, the production of beauties seems almost inevitable: but to make our immortal bard less beautiful than he is in himself, is an undertaking entitled to no thanks; and to attempt to augment his beauties would be deemed the very acmè of poetic presumption. The writer, who here affumes the signature of Albert, is not so vain as to think of the latter; and it is no more than justice to own, that, in his transposition of the language of Shakespeare, and in the exposition of his sentiments in the ronnet form, he has shewn some degree of taste and elegance. The sonners have unequal merit. The following, from the wellknown passage in Twelfth Night, act 2, scene 4, She never told her love, &c. we transcribe as a favourable specimen :

• Ah! how I mourn the doubly hapless maid,

The pangs of hopeless paffion doom'd to prove,
By her own heart too good too soft- betray'd,

Who can't concealmand dares not tell--her love.
Oft have I seen here would you ask her tale?

It was a blank-her love she would not speak;
But like a worm, she let concealment pale

Feed on the beauties of her damask cheek:
Thought, flow consuming, prey'd upon her form,

A green and yellow hue her charms o'ercast,
Like Tome fair lower that sinks before the form,

Crope in its bloom by the inconstant blast;
Yet stood like Patience, hopeless of relief,
Mute sadly smiling- monument of grief!

VIOLA.' These fonnets are 40 in number. The origical passages of the poet, from which they are taken, are fuljoined. The greacer number of them have already appeared in the Gazetteer and Morning Chronicle. Art. 24. For the Year 1792. To the Academicians. Bad Pictures

placed in a good Light. By Sir Solomon Gundy, LL.D. F.R.S. F.A.S. R. A. et M.P. 460. pp. 18. 15. 61. Ridgway.

If, according to this imitator (o Imitatores, Servum Pecus!) of Peter Pindar, the exhibiting painters, of the year ninety-two, were but a bad set, we may venture to hint, that few of our poets, of the same period, have much claim to a higher character :

D'ye understand me now *}" Sir Solomon ! Art 25. Elegy written in a London Church-yard. 410.

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1792. A not inelegant tribute, on the plan of Gray's elegy, to the me

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• See p. 22. of Sir Solomon's pamphlet.

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mory of Edwin, who has so often set the theatre in a roar. The epitaph has “ a lame and impotent conclusion."

• No farther seek his praise or blame to scan

Or prais’d or pitied – Edwin was a man.' In one of the stanzas of the elegy, man also chimes to fran. To the fame stanza, the more than virtuous are exhorted to go and fin no mere; which, to the more than virtuous, is superfluous advice.

The scene of this elegy is Covent-Garden church-yard, where the comic head of Edwin rests. Adieu! thou

Pasiime of genius--made in Fancy's game.' Reviewers have often enjoyed thy more than comic powers! Art. 26. Monody written at Matlock, October 1791. By the Rev. W. L. Bowles. 4to.

js. 6d. Dilly. 1791. In poetry, the judicious union of moral sentiments with descrip. tions of nature is always highly pleasing. It is this circumstance which diffuses an inexpressible charm over that universally admired production of Thompson's muse, The Seasons. Among the small pieces, which have peculiar excellence in this way, may be mentioned Dyer's Grongar Hill. Of the same kind, is the Monody before us. The poet appears to have viewed the romantic scenery of Matlock with a mind disposed to melancholy musing; bis pen live contemplations are expressed in verse, which at once discovers a lively fancy and a correct taste, and which will not fail to awaken similar feelings in every kindred bosom. He thus addresses the Derwent:

· Thee, quiet stream! with other thoughts I view,
Like Peace, a hermit in some craggy dell
Retir'd, and bidding the loud throng farewel,
I see thee still thy peaceful course pursue,
Making such gentle music as might cheer
The weary passenger that journeys near.

Such are the songs of Peace in Virtue's shade,
Unheard of Folly, or the vacant train
That pipe and dance upon the noon-tide plain,
Till in the dust together they are laid ;,
But not unheard of him, who fits sublime
Above the clouds of this tempestuous clime,
It's ftir and strife, to whom more grateful rise
The humble incense, and the still imall voice
Of those that on their penfive way rejoice,
Than shouts of thousands echoing to the skies,
Of songs of triumph pealing round the car
Of hard Ambition, or the Fiend of War,
Sated with slaughter-Nor may I, sweet Atream,
From thy lone banks and limits wild depart,
(Where now I medirate my penlive theme)
Without some mild improvement on my heart
Pour'd sad, yet pleasing : 10 may I forget
The crosses and the cares that sometimes fret
Life's smootheft channel, and each with prevent
That marrs the Glens current of Content!

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Two other small, but beautiful, pieces are added, entitled, 'Tbe African,'--and · On leaving a Place of Refidence.' Art. 27. The Discarded Spinster ; or a Plea for the Poor, on the

Impolicy of Spinning Jennies. A Poem. 410. pp. 29. 6d. Brooke

179.1. Thele verses are wristen under a strong persuasion that the machines, which have been introduced for abridging labour, whatever advantage they may have afforded to the manufacturers, and even to the labouring poor of large towns, have been exceedingly detrimental to the circumjacent country; which has, by thele means, been deprived of its usual supply of labour. The author is also of opinion, that, by means of British machinery, manufactories.will, in a few years, (io che ruin of British commerce,) be eltablished in countries, where such establishmenis would otherwise have beca impra&icable. On this lacter argument, he thus expatiates :

The Poor are with you always Spare a text
With no dark cerms, or myitic points perplext,
And give it place upon the score of gain,
Tho' every text per contra you disdain.
“ The Poor are yours for ever," and their coil
Ever remains a rich productive soil;
Not so th’inventions of the changeful day,
Which rise like vapours but to pass away.
Labour is a poffeffion, an estate,
Fruitful as Tempe, permanent as Fare,
Trade's other sources are but calual drift;
Mere quicksands, which cross currents fink and lift.
Is the muse right? -To Realon's cheque apply;
Or let the files of past experience try!-
Wheace, fairly posted, lo! th'eventual fum
Decides at once to what your JENNIES come:
Which though just now confin’d to Britain's ille,
And Britain, like a dotard, o'er them (mile,
A smile of deep ingratitude to those
On whose poor labours her rich commerce rose,
Juft now, tho'her's--yet smuggled the next cide,
May spin for SPAIN, and half ihe world beside.
And thus, like Jiles who, when they change their man
Still plunder him they fly from, all they can,
Smuggled off with them to fome foreign coast,

Leave Britain to lament her Commerce lot.' The writer's versification, though not excellent, appears to us better than his argument. The utility of machines has long been established in theory, beyond all reasonable controversy *; and it is now fully confirmed by experience in those manufactories, in which the machines of the greatelt power for abridging labour have been used.

* See our account of a sensible vindication of machines for thorrening labour. Rev. vol. Ixii. p. 224.

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