Star.
London, England, 1818-01-03 00:00:00

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• • " Dear Serribillty ! sour
• Of all that's precious in our joys
Why flows the tear from that love beaming eye?
Why heaves that breast in silent agony?
posed iong-loot happiness thy spirit move ?
• Or retrospect a source of anguish prove ?
444 Asp, can celestial piety impart
• .1.4) One tour of sadness to that tender heart?
-e Where virtue, innocence, and peace combine,
To form within a consecrated shrine ;
•i No, 'tis the future stur7r.oas of the sky,
• That draws the crystal dew drops from thine eye;
No, 'tis that awe, which few on earth shall prove,
The holy transport of celestial love.
Sweet Stunt! the trickling tears that silent roll,
Shall plead thy spotless innocence of soul.
• ..„; If aught car: claim redemption from despair,
• llelieve me, Puma:, 'ds an Angel's prayer.
..&)h, when the veil from all shall-be withdrawn;
' led thy long day, Eternity, shall dawn ;
When from earl corner of the world repair,
C' ;fie good, the young, the valiant, and tLe fair;
When each neglected heap of mould'ring clay,
Starts into life on that decisive day ;
• When the dread trumpet sounds, the thunders roll,
Acd conscience terrifies the impious soul; _

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or costly in our sorrows."

Thy spirit, free from every guilty fear, .
Shall rite to Ileav'n, and be an Angel tliete t.
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DI irth, tan.

Wednesday sennight, et poor man, named kiut-
chins, residing at Taitly, had administered "to him.
by his wife, icy mistake, a quardity of arsenic, instead
of a purgative draught" which had been sent in for
that purpose. The unfortunate man died in. a fevi
hours afterwards in the most excruciating torture.
• The Duke of Qeyosaitttre, when in Russia, paid
great attention tb the mintT.C. pnlductions of that
Empire, and became the-prod.::.: of select specimens
that the oldest coner.tor might co act ; amongst which
are groups of topazes. and-one detached, near four
inehn diameter; aqua marinas of great rarity, &c.
The Baron de GRIMM, in his Memoirs, mentions
the eetraordinary circumstance of an irritable French
Author has ing died in a fit of anger, in consequence
of a favourite work, which he had himself revised
with great care, having been printed off with up-
wards of SOO typographical errors, half of which had
been made by the Corrector cf the Press.
It appears from one of the French papers that the
number of dramatic pieces produced last year at their
10 theatres amounted to 142: of these
.22 became
stlek-pieves. As neither pantomimes nor revivals are
included in this account, the quantity speaks well fox
the fecundity of the French- stage-writers, and still
better for their enterprize; for the failure of 6 pla..s
eet of 7 holis out but small encouragement, and
might damp any courage, except the courage of lite-1
rary vanity.
ANECDOTE OF Sin P.. WALIPOI.: —The following
is as striking an itstauce of profinand policy as perhaps
stands upoil rtcord in the annals of any nation: Sir R.
having some paints to carry in which the
v. ere interested, expected powet ful opposition
from that quarter. The Arclebidiop of Canterbury was
indebted to him entirely for his exaltation ; and as
had often made the warmestprotestations of gra-
titude, Sir Robert now resolved to put him to the
test. Accordingly he sent for him a few days be-
fore he intended bringing his Bill into the House,
and told him he had a favour to rzqstest: the Pre-
late replied, " he need only ask ei obtain anything
in his power to grant." 64 Robert then desired that
he would closely confine himself to his palace on a
particular day, and give him leave to assign what
reason he thought proper for such a proceeding.—
The. Archbi.l.op ptomised to obserie his patron's
injunctions faithfully; and this profound politician,
on the day cf his confinement, caused a report to be
circulated that his Grace of Canterbury was suddenly
taken ill, and even lay at the pant of death. lie
introduced his Bill, and as every one of the lawn-
sleeve Gentlemen, from their expectation of prefer-
ment, wished to please him, and were absent, the Bill
passed without much difficulty.
Axecootz.--.(From The Star in the
United States Newspaper.)—The writer of this was
present at a dinner by General Knox, to a number of
Indians, in the year 1789, at New York ; they had
come to the President on a mission from their na-
tions. The house was in Broadway. A little before
dinner, two or three of the Sachems, with their chief,
or principal man, went into the balcony at the front
of the house, the drawing-room being up stairs.
From this they had a view of the city, the harbour,
and Long Island; after remaining there a short time,
they returned into a room, apparently dejected; bat
the Chief more than the rest. General Knox took
notice of it, and said to him, brother! what has hap-
pened to you? You look sorry ; is there any thing to
distress you ? lie answered—" I'll tell you, brother.
I Iwo been looking at yourbeautiful city—the great
water—your fine country—and tee howeptin all are.
But than I could not help thinking, that this fine
countsy and this great water were once ours. Our
ancestors lived here, they enjoyed it as their own
place, it was the gift of the GREAT SPIRIT LO them
and their children.- At last the white people camel
here in a great canoe. They asked them only to let
them tie it to a tree, lest the waters should carry id
rearp; we consented. They then said some of their
• people were sick, and asked permission to land them
and put them under the shade cf the trees. The ice
t` en came, and they could net ge away. They then
bgged for a piece of land to build wigwams for the
;we granted it to them. They then asked for
tame corn to keep them from starving; we kindly
firnished it them ; they promised to go away when
tl-.• ice was gone. When this happened we told
them they must go away with their Leg canoe ; but
they pointed to their big guns roend their wigwams,
and said they would stay there, and we could not
make them
.go eerily. • Afterwards more came. They
brought spirituous and intoxicating liquors with
them, of which the Indians became very fond. They
persuaded us to sell them some land. Finally they
drove us back, from time to time, into the wilder-
ness, far from the water, and fish, and oysters—they
have destroyed the game—our people have wasted
*way, and now we live miserable and wretched, while
teat are enjoying our fine and beautiful country.
This makes me softy, brother; and I cannot help it."

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