Disparaissez tristes images, "D'un tems malheureux qui n'est plus, "Nous réparerons nos dommages "Par la sagesse & les vertus. "Que la paix enfin nous rallie! "Plus d'ingrats ni de mécontens, "O triomphe de la patrie ! "Plus de Français indifférens. "Revenez phalanges guerrières, "Après tant d'effrayans hazards, bis. "Oh! vous qui, sous des catacombes, "Jusqu'aux siécles à venir, "Avec le burin de l'histoire, bis. SONG OF JOY, In honor of peace. Imitated from the French. To the same tune: de la Marche Triomphante. Come, lovely Peace, from heav'n descending, Those terrible afflictions ending, That long have griev'd a gen'rous race: We see Aurora rise refulgent; Serene she comes to bless our sight; While Fortune to our hopes indulgent, Bids victory and peace unite. Be gone, ye dark imaginations, Our private ease, and country's good. Re-enter, sons of war, your houses; "Disparaissez tristes images, "D'un tems malheureux qui n'est plus, "Nous réparerons nos dommages "Par la sagesse &les vertus. "Que la paix enfin nous rallie! "Plus d'ingrats ni de mécontens, "O triomphe de la patrie! "Plus de Français indifférens. bis. "Oh! vous qui, sous des catacombes, "Avec le burin de l'histoire, "Et les larmes du souvenir.” bis. bis. SONG OF JOY, In honor of peace. Imitated from the French. To the same tune: de la Marche Triomphante. Come, lovely Peace, from heav'n descending, Those terrible afflictions ending, That long have griev'd a gen'rous race: We see Aurora rise refulgent; Serene she comes to bless our sight; While Fortune to our hopes indulgent, Bids victory and peace unite. Be gone, ye dark imaginations, Our private ease, and country's good. Re-enter, sons of war, your houses; Departed heroes, crown'd with glory, While you are laid in Honour's bed, How Gallia's warriors fought and bled: The claims to patriot valour due, LETTER XVI. Paris, November 13, 1801. ENRICHED, as this capital now is, with the spoils of Greece and Italy, it may literally be termed the repository of the greatest curiosities existing. In the CENTRAL MUSEUM are collected all the prodigies of the fine arts, and, day after day, you may enjoy the sight of these wonders. I know not whether you are satisfied with the abridged account I gave you of the GALLERY OF ANTIQUES; but, on the presumption that you did not expect from me a description of every work of sculpture contained in it, I called your attention to the most pre-eminent only; and I shall now pursue the same plan respecting the master-pieces of painting exhibited in the great GALLERY OF THE LOUVRE. This gallery, which is thirteen hundred and |