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In a large extent of country, where the Cotron manufacture bas been established, it is well known that a much greater number of hands are employed, than could have been required without these contrivances for reducing the price of the goods, which consequently increase the demand for them; and as to any argument against the use of machines, drawn from the benefit which foreigners may reap from our inventions, it is dictated by that fpirit of monopoly which ought wholly to be discarded from every liberal system of policy. Art. 28. An Heroic Epistle to Thomas Paine. 4to. pp. 18.

Richardson. 1792. Mr. Burke, Dr. Priestley, and Mr. Paine, those three gallant knights, have now all been attended, at proper dilances of time and place, by their respective Iquires, singing their praises in mock heroics. No good servant, it is to be fupposed, ever presumes to put himself in competition with his own malter : but, among themselves, these gentlemen, it is well known, are as jealous of precedency as their berters are. In the present instance, the relative merit of the attendants is very properly adjusted to that of the prin. cipals ; and the former may, with perfect justice, settle their pretensions on the same scale as the latter ; just as married ladies are allowed to take rank from their husbands. Art. 29. The Conspiracy of Kings; a Poem : addressed to the In.

habitants of Europe, from another Quarter of the World. By Joel Barlow, Esq. Author of “ Advice to the privileged Orders," and of “ the Vision of Columbus.” 4t0. pp. 20. is. ód. Johnfon. 1792.

Mr. Barlow prophecies ruin to the cause of the bourreaux couronnés, combined against che liberties of France; and hurls bis American thunder against them in peals, which, at times, sound very awful and deep. In the intervals, however, between the claps, all is calm and quiet enough.

We hope that these regal conspirators will meet with something more real and efficacious to arrest their career, than the fi&tions of poetry. We hope, above all, that they will find their subjects too wise to allilt in forging, for other nations, chains which are aftes. ward to be put on their own necks. Art. 30. The Invitation, or Urbanity: a Poem. For the Benefit of a Sunday School. By the Author of Wensley-dale. 4to.

29. Johnson. 1791. This poem has no other connection with Sunday schools, than the charitable design of being published by the author for the benefit of one of these useful institutions. It speaks the genuine language of benevolence ; and we can readily admit the author's appeal to his reader's candour, when he requests him to make allowance for the fading powers of ebbing life, in one who never had a self-interested view in any sentiment that dropped publicly from his pen.' The writer seems never to have had occasion to say,

* For the Heroic Epiftles to Mr. Burke and Dr. Priestley, see Review, vol. vi. p. 344. New Series.


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Song soothes our pains, and age has pains to foothe.” Hilarity is inscribed on every page of his poems, and is expressed with peculiar felicity in the following lines :

• Pleas'd with my lot, and freedom for a guest,
No deeds nefarious rankle in my

Come then my Lælius, leave the giddy crew,
And in my easy chair, old scenes renew;
of books, of incidents, together share,
With pure October and attendant fare,
Enjoy the past, indulge fome fotore plan,
And smiling, analyse the ways of man,
While chaste libations Aowing from the bowl,
Glide in free currents to the inmost soul,
Open each miod, and absent all parade,
A farm my Tusculum, an elm my shade.

• What though Falerno's grape swell's not my store,
Nor Tokay's juice from Danube's distant shore,
Yet shall what mantling bliss my cells afford,
With smiles un feigning meet thee at my board ;
While mirthful fancy, winnow'd from its chaff,
Shall steal, or seem to steal, the circling laugh.

• What mind we Stanhope's rigid forms and rule,
His cynic maxims or his courtly Tchool;
The gilded hour and nature's voice be mine,
With all the soothing virtues of the vine;
For Flaccus deems the lymph-diftilling spring,
Ne'er gave exertion to pindaric wing;
And who more versant with the forked mount,
Fair Hippocrene or fam's Caftalia's fount,
Or partial to the fruit that clust'ring ranks,
On Umbria's plains, or Tyber's classic banks ?
And triles oo, those expletives of time,
Shall form a braiding border to my rhyme.
No matter, twice a child and once a man,

We'll toyful laugh, and crifle when we can.' To interrupt the pleasantry of this good-humour'd muse with the rigid frown of criticism, would be a violation of the laws of Urbanity. We advise our readers to accept her Invitation without scruple, and to partake of her entertainment without scientifically analysing the dihes set before him. By way of desert, the host has provided several articles not inserted in his bill of fare.

NOVELS, Art. 31.

The Female Werter. Translated from the French of M. Perrin. 12mo. 2 Vols. 55. sewed. Robinsons. 1792. Superior genius may be an apology for great eccentricities; and “ The Sorrows of Werter," from the pen of Goëche, though juftly censurable for the encouragement which the work gives to suicide, will be long read and admired as a literary production :-buc in this satellite of Goërhe, we find no brilliancy fufficient to atone for its malignant influence. The female Werter is a forward girl of ff. Rev. JULY 1792.


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teen, who falls in love with a franger, without inquiring whether he be a single man; and who, when

the is informed that he is masried, fill indulges her foolish paffion, till, in despair, the curses her cruel ftars, and dies by her own hand. The extravagance of this tale will beit be seen in a brief kerch of the rise and progress of the romantic attachment which ic describes: we shall give it in the tender Julia's own words:

• Hertzberg aked me to dance.- Should I recount the palpira. tions, the delicious agitations, which I felt in dancing, and which he seemed to share-should I relate the soft looks, the broken half. finished murmurs !-Hertzberg's hand, when we separated, pressed mine, and the pressure chilled through my nerves with electric Swiftness.'

• Oh! Clara, the following paragraph -“ Your WIFE, Hertzberg, is going to spend a few days a.--.” My voice faltered, the letter fell from my hand; and, darting an angry look at Hertzberg, “ Your wife!" I exclaimed; you MARRIED?”-“Molt certainly-I thought M. Goltz had told you."'-

• You bid me cease to love him, because he is married! Is it you, Clara, you who dictate this fatal decree ? Ah! never can I obey it.'

• I endeavour to heal my wounds; and as those who would be cured of fear, accustom themselves to the fight of terrible objects, so do I speak to Hertzberg of his wife. I ask him if she is hand. fome, tender, amiabie.-1 inquire of him if he loves her with fincerity ? and, when he replies in the affirmative, I press his hands between mine, and entreat him never to withdraw his affections from her.'

• Sometimes I exclaim to myself, " Were Heaven to take to it. self this woman,- perhaps Hertzberg~" Hope for a moment pours her cheering ray into my breaft.

• He loves her, and yet I am fill here he knows not the power he has over me- - Hertzberg might bend Julia to his every wish:but he loves his wife, Ah! more than he loves Julia !'

• Oh Hertzberg! I can contend no longer ! I fall-my reason grows weak, my virtue powerless.- Come not near me! it is best to separate, to fly!-yes, I must Ay! but whither, whither! Death, zhou

My resolution is fixed, Hertzberg ; and I will quit a life which for a long time has burthened me with its weight !-Yes, Hertzberg, I will die !-Hertzberg, forger not your Julia; for if you do, te will be miserable in the other world. She entreats you also never to forget your wife, your amiable wife; love her always, Hertzberg; Julia conjures you to love her.'

• Hope cheers me-Death waits for me!--my hand will not tremble, when it conveys the poison to my parched lips. — At this hour, when all nature is hushed to sleep, do I wake-I must seep tvo-farewell, Hertzberg, farewell FOR EVER!'

Enough, and more than enough, of this sentimental trafh; fit only to convert our boarding-school mifles, first into melting Julias, sighing like Furnace” for forbidden fruit, and then into frantic

Elizas, Elizas, ready, whenever the occafion calls, to terminate an unfortunate attachment by a voluntary exit, heroically exclaiming,

Sic, fic juvat ire fub umbras. Art. 32. The Tales of an Evening, followed by the Honest Breton. Translated from the French of M. Marmontel.

Izmo. 2 Vols. 6s. sewed. Bew. 1792.

The name of Marmontel is a sufficient recommendation to these volumes, provided only that their authenticity be satisfactorily established. The translator's account of them is as follows:

• M. Marmontel is one of the avowed editors of the French Mer. cury, as will appear on consulting the title-page of that weekly production; and has engaged to furnilh for the first Number of every month, a Tale, or part of one, according to their length. He has done fo, fince January 1790, and from that time to the present, has completed the charming stories that compose these two volumes. His name is affixed in the Mercury to each of them.'

We confess that we have not perused these pieces with that degree of pleasure with which we read the author's former tales; they appear to us to want much of the vivacity and gaiety which have ren. dered Marmontel's tales so popular. Many of these are, however, interesting and pathetic, and adapted to impress the mind with good moral sentiments. Art. 33. Laura Valmont. Written by a Lady. 12mo.

fewed. Dilly. This lady thus introduces herselfco che notice of her readers: “The experience of every hour tends to convince us how much truth and good sense are conveyed in that Arabian proverb, which asserts, that an idle person is the devil's play fellow. The fear of encountering so very dangerous a play-mate, first induced me to engage myself in fcribbling the following story.' Yet her escape may be at least doubiful, by her own confeflion, while employed on so frivolous and imperfeet a performance, which, I am conscious, cannot afford the least improvement, and I fear but little if any amusement.' The volume comprizes two stories, that may have their due effect on young ladies of sensibility and sentiment. Art. 34. The Duchess of York: an English Story. 12mo.

2 Vols. 6s. rewed. Lane. 1791. The appearance of a new Duchess of York was not to be overlooked by writers who watch to catch public events as they rise ; and the title has been deemed sufficient to carry off a kind of novel formed on the clandestine marriage of James Duke of York with the daughter of the Earl of Clarendon.

It has of late become a policy to elude, as may be supposed, critical strictures, by an appeal to the humanity of the reader ; and by pleading personal circumstances as the motive for having recourse to

When such a plea is offered in a female character, we scarcely know how to receive it, untii repetition familiarizes us to

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it ; and then we cannot but recollect, that the public opinion of literary merit has no connection with, and will very seldom be inAuenced in favour of, the private motives of the writer. This being the case, it may suffice to repeat our well-founded averfion to blending truth with fiction, so as to mislead the ignorant, by confounding the distinctions between them: but this expedient has been adopted, because invention seems to be, in a great measure, exhausted. To this remark, which is made with no invidious inten. tion, we need only add, that the story is decently told, and might have appeared to better advantage, had it been more correctly printed. Art. 35. The Expedition of Little Pickle; or the Pretty Plotter. Small 8vo.

25. 60. sewed. Symonds. 1792. From the title and the size, we expected that Little Pickle had a reference to a public character currently known by that appellation : but in this supposition we were deceived. Little Pickle is a sprightly young lady, and her story is a common novel. The plot is indeed childish enough : but, all circumstances being at the writer's command, it succeeds to admiration, and is conducted with some degree of humour. Art. 36. The Blind Child, or Anecdotes of the Wyndham Family,

Written for the Use of Young People. By a Lady. 12 mo. pp. 178. 25. sewed.

Newbery. !791. This is a sentimental work, framed on domestic occurrences, in the manner of Salzmann's Elements of Morality, as tranflated by Miss Wolftonecraft *; and is calculated, as the writer informs us, to distinguish true sensibility from the modern affectation of nervous weakness. Giving all due credit to the upright intentions of this and other writers in the same benevolent line, to instil moral senti. ments by apt incidents and examples, we apprehend that they may be, in some measure, undermining their own intentions, and undefignedly injuring the cause of morality, by giving their pupils a talte for novel-reading. They present youth with amuling itories that lead to profitable inferences; and their readers put up with the inferences for the sake of the stories. When they come to chuse their own reading, they will know where to find an ample supply of amusement to diffipate their ideas, unadulterated with what they may regard as dry reflections.—This, however, is a pretty book, notwithstanding the gravity of the remark which it has occafioned. Art. 37. Memoirs of a Scots Heiress. Addressed to the Right Ho.

nourable Lady Catharine **** By the Author of Constance, 12mo. 3 Vols. gs. sewed. Hookham. 1791.

This will be an agreeable novel to the generality of readers; the story being full of business, and conducted through many strange vicissitudes. In this author's former production t, we remarked her knowlege of human nature in pourtraying characters, but did not conceive them fufficiently exerted in the narrative; in the present, we

* See Rey. Enlarged, vol. v. p. 101, and vol. vii. p. 114. t Rev. vol. Ixxiv. p. 305.

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