The National Register.
London, England, 1815-11-26 00:00:00

THE NATIONAL REGISTER.

Can man, can lordly man, put op, through lite,
Witt! but one fetnale friend, asad that his wife?
Or rirtuout ladies lie enotunt to close
Their harmless friendships with platonic beaux ?
" iendslup"..--ii poet writes—" like hive's a name
Are they not often, Ladies, both the same?
iendship's a light that beams in sate controls!,
To help, to guide. to gladden, or console;
Should it the touch of fieret r passion know,
Blaze into love, and with its madness glow,
14 mounts like raging fires in stormy weather,
And love and friendship both burn out tocether.
Enough of marriage; a trite theme that fits
The brains of all that are, or woul.l be, wits.
Now let is.. ask, what kind of fliendship aids
The wiser lives of bachelors and maids?
Oh ! from what various causes, aels, and th;nus,
Friendship, or what at least is call'd so, springs !
From w inc. (*tom law. from quintets, illness, wants
Congetsial fully, and conspiring cant,
Agreeing hatred, undesery'd reproaches,
Falls, fits, mistakes, and journeys in stage coaches.
4' Sir," says the challenger, wills courtliest grace.
" You'll answer soon, and fix both time and place."
et Tho' quite a stranger, I'll your ball attend.
" I know no soul here, but I'll find a friend."
The good matt, nulled by deceit and fraud,
Burns to proclaim the villain's statue abroad;
" Learn," he exclaims, " learn caution from my fall,
" Trust not the wretch, for he'll betray you all."
" Say that no more," cries one. " I recommend."
" Not say't ! 'tis trite"—ft yes sir,—but he's my friend."
The lawyer viewing wilt malicious breast,
A rival's hag, that bursts with briefs comprest,
Still keeps that amity, with .pile tho:
That's still amused each morning with Isis wig;
And teals convinced " Isis lordship won't attend
" To the gross ignorance of my learned friend,"
Such friendship is, such is its Ilse and aim,
All give, all take, all misapply the name.
Who sold yon that vile nag, that rkk'd your life?
Who stele your daughter? who sedue'd your IA lie?
Who won your money ? who still makes you lend,
And ne'er repays? one answer serves—my 'liens,.
'there is one sect, of wealth and worth partakers,
Who not abuse the term......r mean the Qaakers;
For they benevolent to all apply if.
And rarely mean one jot of friendship by
I have some ftiends too: such this hour demands;
Whose fav'ring hearts speak by applauding Intuits.
The best I know—and lwas our Author's %skim,
That sent me here to find some such for him ;
Well, then, " speak hand,' for Itim"—a cheering sign,
But let the hearts that prompt them still he mine.

MISCELLANEOUS AND DOMESTIC.

The French Journalists, it is said, have received orders
never to mention the name of the Duke of Orleans,
without the express authority of the Government.—Miss
Nash is a native of Bath, in which city her parents now
reside. Miss Nash, when very young, was a pupil to
Rautzeni, and, since his death, of Mr.. Loder.----An
awful mortality has taken place in 1 little more than a
week in the family of Mr. N. Chantler, of Staplehurst,
in Yorkshire. On Thursday, the 2'Gth ult. he lost a son,
aged about nineteen years, and on the Sunday following,
whilst attending the funeral of his son, a daughter, aged
1 3 years, also expired ; and in the course of the follow-
ing week Mrs. Chantler, his wife, also died ; and like-
wise two more of her children, and the latter were "all en-
tombed in one sepulchre.—Letters from the Meine affirm,
that Marshal Davoust has been challenged' to fight a duel
in the plain of Grenelle, by Major Schill and Dr..Schlott-
mann, of Coburg.—A letter from Lisbon, 'states, that
the Prince Regent of Portugal has expressed the highest