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ing powers, so in proportion is it deservedly pre- | ferred. The combination it also has with other favourable circumstances, and under which it is so ight, are almost equally important, viz. a fresh and invigorating air, change of situation, abstraction from usual pursuits, the exclusive application of the mind to the immediate object of health, the cessation of mental exertions and calmness from mental pe turbation, the mutual wish to please others, and be pleased by them, the chearful and pleasing influence of appropriate amusements, and above all, that observance of regimen in every pursuit, both of mind and body, which invalids are usually enjoined to observe; and which every wise patient, studious of his recovery, and aware of the express design of his journey, will observe, are all of them to be taken into the number of those advantages which are intended to be secured by going to the sea coast. When invalids are removed thither, the fatigue of the journey must always be proportioned to the strength of the patient. When a sick and debilitated person is hurried down to the sea-side, the fatigue and exertion of the removal often does more harm, than their residence there can possibly do good, or even re

cover.

Short stages, with such intervals of rest as will recruit and retresh the patient, and such due and proper support and nourishment on the road as the case requires, are essentially and indispensably requisite. Nor can they be omitted or neglected without hazarding the worst effects. The escape of some, by a fortunate concurrence of circumstances, invalidates not a general rule. When patients have arrived, give time to recover strength, and enable them to employ the means they have sought by their removal. At first, only walking or riding on the beach should be attempted, to receive the sea air, and let the spray blow over and upon them. The time must be regulated by their feelings, as fatigue should never be induced. A small quantity of the sea water may be drank, where advisable, in such doses and at such intervals, as the constitution requires. After this has been done a few days, or longer, according to the circumstances of the patient, nature of the case, and intended period of stay, bathing may be attempted. For persons unaccustomed to it, the tepid bath should be ferred at first, for two or three times, having the temperature lowered each time, t at the cold sea bathing (i. e. the sea water at its natural temperature) may be begun. The time of staying in the water must be varied, according to the strength of the patient. At first, it should be very short, hardly more than "in, and out again immediately:" and afterwards increased at pleasure, as the feelings direct; always remembering, that if shivering or debility be induced, the proper time has been exceeded. It is not necessary to go in head foremost. This is only a prejudice, and gives many persons such needless alarm as to prevent their bathing. The mind may be re

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* From a wine glass full to a pint, or more, if necessary; every two, three, or four days. Some only require it once a week: others, every day,

lieved, and the body equally well secured by having some of the water first poured over the head and chest; the head may be held down, or on one side, for that purpose; and then the patient may, if agreeable, walk into the wate with impunity. After leaving the water, the body should be quickly rubbed dry. Brisk rub bing, when it can be borne, increases the bene ficial effects of bathing, improves the state of the circulation, braces and invigorates the system, and prevents the taking of cold. Particular at tention should be paid to the drying of the hair: for to expose it to the water, is certainly the best way, as salt water does not hazard the giving of cold. An agreeable warmth generally succeeds: if it does not the first t me, o ake walking, a few trials should not discourage; per» severance will generally be followed by success. This I have known to be the case where obstinate head-aches have followed bathing, and prevented the patient from continuing his design by exerting needless alarm; but by advising perseverance, have found him amply rewarded, and thankful. The time for bathing is not so important as bas been supposed. Such as prefer the morning, mof bathe early; and perhaps with advantage. But many persons cannot do this, from a variety of causes: nor need they. To such, any other time of the day, provided they avoid evening damps, will be beneficial. Such persons as chuse to go into what is called the open sea, should select a good and proper situation, with a clean sandy of gravelly bottom, and be careful to avoid all such accidental circumstances as may prove dangerous. Every person who bathes, and especially an invalid, should always be provided with some plain wholesome catable, as biscuit, bread, &c. that the Cravings of the stomach may be immediately sup plied, and thereby prevent the increase of debile ty, or flatulency, pain, fainting, &c. in that organ, which from thence communicated to the whole system and constitution in general, often produces serious illness. The diet and general management of the patient should be particularly regarded: the most strengthening food should be given. Every weak constitution and debilitating illness require it; and as the stomach is to be invigorated, small quantities, and frequently given, should be the rule. First, animal juices, as beef tea, made very strong, and seasoned; then animai food, roast or boiled, not excepting the fat of meat. After these more savory dishes, not too highly seasoned; and.especially if the patient has any particular longing, it should be gratified, unless he is delirious; for in illness, the indications of nature are the best; she knows her own' wants, and we should watch and supply then yo Seasoned meats, as ham, anchovy, &c. are often not only proper, but highly beneficial. Of fish, the most nutritive should be preferred, as turbot, soal, haddock, all shell fish, &c. Wine, or malt

* See Fuller's Medicina Gymnastica, p. 197, of Chaffing; and p. 220, The Practice of the Antients.

+ See the Medical Reports on Consumption, in the Panorama for last April, May, July, and August.

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liquor may be drank, as is found to agree the best. Brown stout, porter, or weak home-brewed ale, are very proper. Vegetables and pastry should be avoided, as insufficient; or taken in small quantities, when they suit the stomach. Fruit must be regulated in the same way; such as relaxes the bowels is inadmissible. Buttermilk is nourishing, but milk alone, not sufficiently so: if taken, it should have an egg, sugar and wine, added. Chocolate, or coffee, is better than tea; the latter, when drank, should not be too strong, and be further amended by sugar and milk. No liquid should be drank too hot. This is a prolific source of mischief. Strength and heat are the only radical evils of tea, which is otherwise an excellent beverage for persons in health, and will much tend to keep them so.† Water, or toast and water, may be drank at meals, by invalids, if wine is taken at other times; the general solvent powers of water, on food, making it highly nutritious. The bowels should be kept regular, either by the sea water, or any other mild aperient medicine. Rhubarb will do this, with the advantage of communicating strength afterwards. Exercise and air should be sought at every proper opportunity, but must always be regulated by the strength and feelings of the patient: fatigue should never be felt; this debilitates, and perverts the remedy to an evil. Walking, riding in a carriage or on horseback, sailing in a boat, a swing, &c. may be severally employed, as agreeable. Amusements should also be allowed; but they should be really so, and not sought as a business. The mind must be relieved, not fatigued. When persons devote their time and pursuits to amusements. only, the nature of them is perverted, and their design defeated. Many of the amusements at watering places are wholly improper for invalids, and are only intended for those who are well, and accompany or visit the sick; as the crowded theatre, and the exhausting dance, where the heat and confinement are too oppressive for patients, who are much better away from every public place, whether library, the promenade, &c., where noise and bustle fatigue and exhaust what it is their peculiar business to repair and accumulate.

The proper length of time to stay at any watering place must be regulated by its effects; which must also influence the renewal and repetition of the means; the diseases of young people generally being removed in a shorter period, often one season, while those of elder persons frequently require the attention of several seasons in succession to establish their health, from the influence of what is called their chronic, or lasting complaints: more especially when they are aggravated by the effects of intemperance, a hot (not merely warm) climate, &c.. And it should

always be remembered, that whatever good has been secured by the sea air, water, &c. can only be rendered permanent by the continuance of the same care and regularity which obtained it. The advantages that have been gained in the country should not be lost in town, or at home.

Since the introduction of tea in this country, the general health has been very much improved, and the severity of certain diseases much abated.

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The glowing dreams of hope are fled,
That play'd around the youthful head,

And rous'd the kindling soul
To thoughts of high romantic worth ;-
Gave boundless expectation birth,
And bade the fragile sons of earth
Pant for perfection's goal.

O! thoughts by generous fervour fed,
That through the bounding bosom spread,→
Till every selfish passion fled

Before your strong control!

Nor fled alone :-for, in that hour,
Calm reason lost her guiding power,

And sage experience old.

The incongruous world is form'd again;
And, instant, from the heated brain,
Starts forth" an age of gold!"

1.2.

"Nature no more in conflict writhes. "Beat-beat-to ploughshares beat your scythes,

"Ye rattling cars of war!

"No more oppression lords around,
"Virtue no more in chains is bound,
"Nor vice with glory's laurel crown'd,
"Beneath a partial star!

"For honest toil the fruitage grows,
"The harvest bends, the vintage glows,
"And, while the general Pæan flows,

"Astrea mounts the car!"

Ah! fond mistake :-for, even there,
Where fancy (with a mother's care)

Bent o'er her cradled joy,
A changeling demon lay enswath'd,
His infant lips in slaughter bath'd;
Foster'd but to destroy.

1. 3.

Hence, while the enthusiast heart beat high
O'er her imagin'd progeny,
And in prophetic ecstacy,

Chaunted the jocund strain,
Herculean, from those swathes he broke :--
But not to snap oppression's yoke,
And bid the world rejoice;
Not over city, grove, and plain
To bid the halcyon virtues reign,

And freedom lift her voice.
No: but to bid the ravag'd world,
From every social comfort hurl'd,

Fall prostrate at his feet;
To loose, more fierce, the dogs of war ;
Doubly to scvthe the iron car,

And urge the coursers fleet;
From realm to trampled realm to fly,
With Siroc breath and lightning eye,
Blasting whate'er they meet.
II. 1.
From Norway rocks and Lapland snows,
To where Italia's summer glows,

Wide spreads the prosperous crime.
From Lusitania's western bound,-
The distant Volga hears the sound,
That claims all Europe's ample bound,-
Each region, soil and clime.
Nor Asia's fanes unmenac'd stand,
Nor thine, Columbia !-promis'd land!
Where freedom's noblest work was plann'd
Mid native scenes sublime.

And see what crimes of deepest die'
What deeds of blackest perfidy

Ambition's course attend!

TOUSSAINT! thy dungeon:-the dire wood
By midnight stain'd with D'ENGHIEN's blood!

fond PALM's disastrous end!

II. 2.

And sleeps Omnipotence supine?
Does his red arm the bolt resign,
And give oppression room?

Must the wide world, in abject woe,
Yield its torn fusces to the foe,-
And one fell domination know

Of stern tyrannic gloom?
While, cura'd by intellectual dearth,
The feeble potencies of earth,
Scarce give one dawning hope a birth,
To mitigate the doom?

But hark: Iberia's genius wakes;
The fetters from her hands she breaks;
And fervid as their clime!)
Her martial sons, too long abas'd,
Their manly limbs in steel have brac'd,
And helm'd the brow sublime!
Wide let the conquering banner fly,
Children of ancient chivalry!
Kindle your wonted energy,

Nations of high renown!
Thine thine is every nation's pray'r;
And every generous heart shall share
The triumphs of thy worth;
Shouting, as, with terrific frown,
Thy wrath resistless tramples down
The tyrants of the earth.

But chief shall British bosoms beat,
And kindle with a patriot heat,
In active effort shewn.
Yes, Britain, yes, my native land!
For daun less heart and liberal hand
Among the nations known :--

I see thy mighty a m outspread;
See thee, in nerve, and heart, and head,
Make the great cause thy own.

The following Odes were written by two friends, who agreed to write on the same subject, at the same time: we therefore print them in company, not as rivals but as coadjutors.

TO FORGETFULNESS.

"Tis thou canst minister to a mind diseas'd,
"Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow."
"A sweet oblivious antidote."
Shakespeare's Macbeth.

Forge fulness, mysterious pow'r !

Of dark confusion and wild chaos born,
And nurst in shades forlorn,

Where gloom eternal spreads and silence reigns;
Oh, lead me, goddess, to thy rayless bow's

Where Lethe rolls his eben tide, trans And the still spectres glide; There let me hear thy soul-benumbing strains; Bound in thrilling horror's chains:

And view with eye entranc'd thy wizard forra; So shall thy praise my hallow'd lips inspire And swell to nobler sounds the music of my lyre. And lend awhile thy magic pow'r,

O Bard, whose wild prophetic tongue Appall'd in vict'ry's fav'ring hour

Thy country's ruthless foe, with omen'd song ; And thou, whose mightier spirit soars

Where seraphs bright 'mid thunders dwell; And vast eternity explores,

Chaotic wilds and voids, and darkest hell;
Breathe inspiration, guide my trembling string,
And stamp with forms of truth the melody Ising.
Goddess dread, thy looks dispel
The heart corroding cares that dwell

On pensive mem'ry's cheek,
Tis thine Misfortune's son to raise,
Long brooding o'er his blasted days,'
Illusive joy to seek!

Impetuous grief thou canst allay,
Blind fury's vengeful passion stay,

And plaintive sorrow cheer:
Enrobe in seniles dark Anger's face,
And from pale Love slow misery chase,

Hope whisp'ring in his ear.

In vain to ease the tortur'd mind,
Shall Sleep her flow'ry chaplets bind,-
Unless thou give repose:

The wretch anew his anguish feels,
On night's still hur blank horror steals,
And aggravates his woes.

O goddess, thy heart-soothing pow'r,
Rules sovereign in dread Pluto's bow'r,
Fills sad Lucretia's shade,

Who firmly grasp'd, in mute despair,

The sanguinary blade;

While vengeance deep the son and sire prepare
Or with the love-lorn queen, who strove
The Dardan prince with fruitless tears to move;
But when his flight she view'd,
O'er ocean's billows rude,

To hapless grief and fell remorse a prey,
She hasten'd to that silent shore,
Where thou with death hold'st undivided sway,
And own'd her woes no more
There too, beneath thy soft controul,

The mighty form appears

Of him whose hand the guilty faulchion bears, That swept his rage away, and calm'd his furious soul.

But strike to sadder sounds the lyre!

O muse, a melancholy strain!

Tell how the hero's fame-the poets fire→→→→

How beauty-wisdom-worth-decay

And fall to grim Forgetfulness a prey;

Though lost to view yet shall they not expire, Futurity can boast an unborn day,

When stronger fate shall burst this iron chain And blazing brightness bid the world admire, Now shall the muse in Lydian measures Goddess, sing thy hopes, thy pleasures : See revelry and mirth combine; And pour to thee the ruby wine: While music lends her varied note,

To charm thee to a mortal dwelling, Hark! how the liquid murmurs float, In high majestic numbers swelling! To thee, to thee, the sounds aspire,

And in compliance with my prayer,

Mov'd by the music of my song, Thou wouldst awhile my mem'ry spares My fame a little while prolong.

Alas! how vain the fond desire! The world engross'd with other themes, With pleasure's songs, ambition's schemes, With folly's tales, of fancy's dreams,

Say, can it hear thy lyre?

Ah, no! for soon, fond Friendship dead,
And Hope, the beauteous flatt'rer, fled,
The Muse will vainly sighing roam
To seek a patron, or a home;

Pour'd from each tuneful voice, and soft sympho-Till she on cold oblivion's breast,

nious lyre.

Hence, hence, O väin unreal joys!
Wild rout and Bacchanalian noise;
Wealth, ambition, honour, glory,
Ye no solid joys can bring:
On fleeting wing,

Like fairy dream or summer story
Your transient gleam of happiness expires i
But, rather, come, ye joys refin'd,

And fill with rapture pure the mind,
Joys that Retirement's self inspires,
Where earthly visions ne'er intrude;
Calm peace, and studious solitude;
Th' immortal muse of heav'nly mien ;
And Fancy, visionary queen.

Then, goddess, come, with softly soothing sway;
Enwrapt in extacy or musing dream,
Olet me drain thy sweet oblivious bowl,
Whose blisful taste can charm the visual ray

To view enraptur'd Hope's resplendent beam, Can banish ev'ry woe, and memory's pangs controul.

J. G. S.

TO FORGETFULNESS. "On their fallen fame, Exultant, mocking at the pride of trian, *Sits grim Forgetfulness."

H.K. WHITE.-"Time."

O! Thou, from whose appalling frown, Nature trembling-shudd'ring flies — Whose sway the great, the good, the wise,

Must undistinguish'd own:

Behold! I bow before thy shrine,

Tuning to thee ny artless lays ;
And ere, Forgetfulness, thy gloom
Enwraps my shade, conceals my tomb,
And ere my song be wholly thine,
I would attempt thy praise.
O for the lyre! whose magic spell
Could soothe the dark brow'd king of hell!
That lyre divine, that tuneful art,
Might touch, relentless pow'r thy heart :

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At last unnotic'd sinks to rest.

Thy harp unstrung,

In silence hung,

The lumber room of Time awaits, Where mingled, tost,

For ever lost,

Moulder in unlamented fates,
The former favourites of fame,
The vanities that once had name,

The worn-out themes of former praise,
The long lost deeds of elder days,
And many a tose-bud, many a gem,
And once resplendent diadem,
Ambition's laurels, virtue's tears,

"And all the refuse of six thousand years."

Say in what dreary plain,

Or desolated fane,

Hast thou thy favourite palace, awful queen?
Or, when fierce teinpests sweep
Along the black'ning deep,
Dost thou in silence love to view the scene?
To watch the shatter'd bark, where at the helm
Sits mute despair, the seaman's last endeavour,
To see the conqu'ring waves the wreck o'erwhelm,
For lo! they sink, and they are thine for ever!
Hide, vain ambition, hide! *
Oblivion mocks thine efforts, upstart pride!
Go now, in fruitless labour pile
Pyramid on pyramid ;

Exceed what Babel's builders did,

And fondly hope the while,

That there in silent state secure,

Thy fame exalted shall endure:

Shal dark oblivion's power defy,
And emulate eternity:
Forgetfulness shall smile

Upon thy boast, proud creature of a day!
And call on Ruin to behold her prey.
Yet some there are, who at thine altars bend,
Who bless thine influence, and implore thine

aid;
Sister of sleep, thou art pale sorrow's friend,

And coward guilt seeks refuge in thy shade.

When man had sinn'd-when mem'ry's cheerless light

Shone but on woe-and hope alone could bless, On thee he call'd to shroud in endless night

The murder'd hours of former happiness, And when to woe abandon'd, sceptic grief Denies thy pow'r, and wooes the tardy grave, Thou art, unseen, preparing sure relief,

And hasting those that thank thee not to save.
Ah should it be my fate to prove

The stings of hapless hopeless love,
Then may my plaints thy pity move,
Nor sigh in vain regret!

Or if it be my lot to feel

That sharper than the murderer's steel
Is slander's shaft ;-hasten and heal,

And teach me to forget.

And oh when long my harass'd breast
Has been with care and toil oppress'd
How sweet within thine arms to rest,

Mine aching eyes to close!
How pleasant to thy soft controul.
To yield awhile my weary soul,
To drink from thy Lethean bowl

A balm for all my woes!→→
When sorrows cloud our setting sun,
Ere yet the race of life is run,
How sweet, Forgetfulness, we find
Thy soothing twilight to the mind:
When gleaming thro' the grey serene
The past is indistinctly seen!

When, view'd in mem'ry's temper'd light,'
E'en thorns with glitt'ring tears look bright:
And c'en the rugged mountain's hue
Looks lovely as it fades from view ;
While hope, life's evening star, on high
Diffuses radiance o'er the sky.

Oh! when upon the tomb shall shine
The dawning beams of endless day,

When earth and ocean shall resign Their dead, the Grave give up his prey, The mists of time shall roll away,

While the last trumpet's awful blast, Through all thy caves in thunder deep,

Shall loud proclaim thine empire past,
And burst the iron bands of sleep,

Shake on her ancient throne, primeval Night,
Ah, what dark secrets then shall be dragg'd forth

to light!

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ALLA SPAGNA,ALL' ITALIA, ALL' EUROPA.
Ogni diritto nel sanguigno brando,
Freme 'Tiranno altero, che sul pone

Che, soggigar il mondo desiando,
Britannia sola al suo voler s'oppone.
Quindi pien di furore qual Nerone,
Mentre decreti ognor va fulminando,
Geme l'Europa, e dice sospirando,
"Nel tuo valor confido, invitta Albione!
L'unica speme sei di libertate,

Col tuo sovran magnanimo, che regna
Con virtù, con vigor, con dignitate.
Deh! resisti al feroce, che disegna,
Dopo te, calpestar l'umanitate;
Satan l'incita, e l'empio il ciel disdegna.”
Ma già pena condegna

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Mandagli giù da la sfera superna
La Providenza eterna!

Di generoso sdegno i figli tui,
Iberia sconsolata,

Volan qual turbo a vendicar l'onore,
Su l'empio usurpatore,

De la lor Patria si contaminata!
Magnanimo il Britanno

Efficace soccorso a voi già manda,
Alle invitte comanda

Squadre sue di sol far guerra al Tirano.
Ne le vicende de la dubbia sorte
L'Ispan prisco valor vi sia presente,
Confermezza, alla mente:

Per la Patria, e 'l Souvran bella è la morte.
Con l'orrenda perfidia, non ascosa,
La pace è vergognosa.

Scuoti l'indegno giogo; Italia mia,
Siegui d'Iberia 'l glorioso esempio!
Vile serva d'un empio

Sarà chi Gran Regina esser dovria?
Ma già l'Europa, di rossore tinta,
Dalla gloria rispinta,

Risorge à cancellar da la sua fronte
Gl' errori gravi, e l'onte.

Qual Attila, flagel del germe umano,
Vinto; di rabbia insano,

Fugge 'l terror de' vili, non de' fieri

Angli, Ispani guerrieri!

Van' è'l fuggir! reciso è 'l teschio orrendo,
Ancoi d'ira fremendo,

Qual d'Oloferne, o di Nadir atroce !
Si rasserena 'l ciel, torna giocondo;
Ride, respira 'l mondo;

Mentre giù spinta è l'anima feroce!
All' orribile porta fa tragitto,
Dov' al barlume è scritto,

"Lasciate ogni speranza, o voi, ch' entrate,"
Scettri rapendo all 'anime dannate.

L. E. DISCENDENTE DI UN
VERO SPAGNOLO.

Londra, Luglio, 1808.

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