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Philippics: Salust: at leisure hours, an abridgment of the history of England to be run through, in order to settle in the mind a general chronological order and series of principal events, and succession of kings: proper books of English history, on the true principles of our happy constitution, shall be pointed out afterwards. Burnet's History of the Reformation, abridged by himself, to be read with great care. Father Paul on Beneficiary Matters, in English: a French master, and only Moliere's plays to be read with him, or by yourself, till you have gone through them all. Spectators, especially Mr. Addison's papers, to be read very frequently, at broken times, in your room. I make it my request that you will forbear drawing totally, while you are at Cambridge; and not meddle with Greek, otherwise than to know a little the etymology of words in Latin, or English, or French: nor to meddle with Italian. I hope this little course will soon be run through; I intend it as a general foundation for many things of infinite utility, to come as soon as this is finished.

Believe me,

With truest affection, My dear nephew, Ever yours. Keep this letter, and read it again.

Bath, January, 14, 1754.

My dear nephew,

You will hardly have read over one very long letter from me, before you are troubled with a second. I intended to have writ soon, but I

do it the sooner on account of your
letter to your aunt, which she trans-
mitted to me here. If any thing,
my dear boy, could have happened
to raise you higher in my esteem,
and to endear you more to me, it
is the amiable abhorrence you feel
for the scene of vice and folly, (and
of real misery and perdition, under
the false notion of pleasure and
spirit,) which has opened to you at
college; and at the same time, the
manly, brave, generous, and wise
resolution, and true spirit, with
which you resisted and repulsed the
first attempts upon a mind and heart,
I thank God, infinitely too firm and
noble, as well as too elegant and
enlightened, to be in any danger of
yielding to such contemptible and
wretched corruptions. You charm
me with the description of Mr.
Wheeler, and while you say you
could adore him, I could adore you
for the natural, genuine love of virtue
which speaks in all you feel, say, or
do. As to your companions, let this
be your rule: cultivate the acquaint-
ance with Mr. Wheeler, which you
have so fortunately begun; and in
general, be sure to associate with
men much older than yourself;
scholars whenever you can: but al-
ways with men of decent and ho-
nourable lives. As their age and
learning, superior both to your
own, must necessarily, in good
sense, and in the view of acquiring
knowledge from them, entitle them
to all deference, and submission of
your lights to theirs, you will parti-
cularly practise that first and great-
est rule for pleasing in conversation,

The rev. John Wheeler, prebendary of Westminster. The friendship formed between this gentleman and lord Camelford, at so early a period of their lives, was founded in mutual esteem, and continued uninterrupted till lord Camelford's death.

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and improvement from the company one's superiors in age and know ledge, namely, to be a patient, attentive, and well-bred hearer, and to answer with modesty to deliver your own opinions sparingly and with proper diffidence; and if you are forced to desire farther information or explanation upon a point, to do it with proper apologies for the trouble you give; or if obliged to differ, to do it with all possible candour, and an unprejudiced desire to find and ascertain truth, with an entire indifference to the side on which that truth is to be found.-There is likewise a particular attention required to contradict with good manners; such as begging pardon, begging leave to doubt, and such like phrases. Pythagoras enjoined his scholars an absolute silence for a long noviciate. I am far from ap. proving such a taciturnity; but I highly recommend the end and intent of Pythagoras's injunction; which is, to dedicate the first parts of life more to hear and learn, in order to collect materials, out of which to form opinions founded on proper lights, and well-examined sound principles, than to be presuming, prompt, and flippant, in hazarding one's own slight crude notions of things; and thereby exposing the nakedness and emptiness of the mind, like a house opened to company before it is fitted either with necessaries, or any ornaments for their reception and entertainment. And not only will this disgrace follow from such temerity and presumption, but a more serious danger is sure to ensue, that is, the embracing errors for truths, prejudices for principles; and when that is once done, (no matter how vainly

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to false and dangerous notions, only because one has declared for them, and submitting for life, the understanding and conscience to a yoke of base and servile prejudices, vainly taken up, and obstinately retained. This will never be your danger; but I thought it not amiss to offer these reflections to your thoughts. As to your manner of behaving towards these unhappy young gentlemen you describe, let it be manly and easy; decline their parties with civility; retort their raillery with raillery, always tempered with good breeding; if they banter your regularity, order, decency, and love of study, banter, in return, their neglect of them; and venture to own frankly that you came to Cambridge to learn what you can-not to follow what they are pleased to call pleasure. In short, let your external behaviour to them be as full of politeness and ease, as your inward estimation of them is full of pity mixed with contempt.I come now to the part of the advice I have to offer you, which most earnestly concerns your welfare, and upon which every good and honourable purpose of your life will assuredly turn: I mean the keeping up in your heart the true sentiments of religion. If you are not right towards God, you can never be so towards man: the noblest sentiment of the human mind is here brought to the test. Is gratitude in the number of a man's virtues? if it be, the highest Benefactor demands the warmest returns of gratitude, love, and praise: Ingratum qui dixerit, omnia dixit. If a man wants this virtue where there are infinite obligations to excite and quicken it, h● will be likely to want all others to

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wards his fellow-creatures, whose utmost gifts are poor, compared to those he daily receives at the hands of his never failing Almighty Friend. Remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth, is big with the deepest wisdom: The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; and, an upright heart, that is understanding. This is eternally true, whether the wits and rakes of Cambridge allow it or not: nay, I must add, of this religious wisdom, Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace, whatever your young gentlemen of pleasure think of a whore and a bottle, a tainted health and a battered constitution. Hold fast, therefore, by this sheet anchor of happiness, religion; you will often want it in the times of most danger; the storms and tempests of life. Cherish true religion as preciously as you will fly with

abhorrence and contempt supersti tion and enthusiasm. The first is the perfection and glory of the human nature; the two last, the depravation and disgrace of it. Remember, the essence of religion is, a heart void of offence towards God and towards man; not subtle speculative opinions, but an active vital principle of faith. The words of a heathen are so fine that I must give them to you: Compositum Jus, Fusque Animi, Sanctosque Recessus Mentis, et incoctum generoso Pectus Honesto.

Go on, my dear child, in the admirable dispositions you have towards all that is right and good, and make yourself the love and admiration of the world! I have neither paper nor words to tell you how tenderly I am yours.

POETRY.

POETRY.

W

ODE for the NEW YEAR, 1804.

By HENRY JAMES PYE, Esq. Poet-Laureat.

7HEN, at the Despot's dread command,
Bridg'd Hellespont his myriads bore
From servile Asia's peopled strand

To Græcia's and to Freedom's shore-
While hostile fleets terrific sweep
With threatening oar th' Ionian deep,
Clear Dirce's bending reeds among
The Theban Swan no longer sung :*
No more by Isthmus' wave-worn glade,
Or Nemea's rocks, or Delphi's shade,
Or Pisa's Olive-rooted grove,
The temple of Olympian Jove,
The Muses twin'd the sacred bough,
To crown th' Athletic victor's brow,
Till on the rough gean main,
Till on Platea's trophied plain,

Was crush'd the Persian Tyrant's boast,
O'erwhelm'd his fleet, o'erthrown his host,
Then the bold Theban seiz'd again the lyre,
And struck the chords with renovated fire:
"On human life's delusive state,

"Tho' woes unseen, uncertain, wait,

"Heal'd in the gen'rous breast is every pain,

"With undiminish'd force, if Freedom's rights remain·” †

Not so the British Muse-Tho' rude

Her voice to Græcia's tuneful choir,

By dread, by danger unsubdu'd,
Dauntless she wakes the lyric wire:

See Pind. Isth. Ode viü.

† Ibid.

So

So when the awful thunder roars,
When round the livid lightnings play,
Th' Imperial eagle proudly soars,
And wings aloft her daring way.
And, hark! with animating note
Aloud her strains exulting float,

While pointing to th' invet'rate host,

Who threat destruction to this envied coast:
"Go forth, my sons-as nobler rights ye claim,
"Than ever fann'd the Grecian patriot's flame,
"So let your breasts a fiercer ardour feel,

"Led by your Patriot King, to guard your Country's weal."

Her voice is heard-from wood, from vale, from down,
The thatch-roof'd village, and the busy town,

Eager th' indignant country swarms,

And pours a people clad in arms,
Num'rous as those whom Xerxes led,
To crush devoted Freedom's head;

Firm as the band for Freedom's cause who stood,
And stain'd Thermopule with Spartan blood;
Hear o'er their heads the exulting goddess sing:
"These are my favourite sons, and mine their Warrior King!"

Thro' Albion's plains, while wide and far

Swells the tumultuous din of war,

While from the loom, the forge, the flail,

From Labour's plough, from Commerce' sail,
All ranks to martial impulse yield,

And grasp the spear, and brave the field,
Do weeds our plains uncultur'd hide?

Does drooping Commerce quit the tide ?
Do languid Art and Industry

Their useful cares no longer ply?

Never did Agriculture's toil

With richer harvests clothe the soil;

Ne'er were our barks more amply fraught,

Ne'er were with happier skill our ores, our fleeces wrought.

While the proud foe, to swell invasion's host,

His bleeding country's countless millions drains,
And Gallia mourns, through her embattled coast,
Unpeopled cities, and unlabour'd plains,

To guard and to avenge this favour'd land,
Tho' gleams the sword in ev'ry Briton's hand,
Still o'er our fields waves Concord's silken wing,
Still the Arts flourish, and the Muses sing;
While moral Truth, and Faith's celestial ray,

Adorn, illume, and bless, a George's prosp'rous sway.

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