"Having thus explained the difadvanta ges, which would accrue to thofe concerned in printing, if copies were common, I will now atk, how the making them fo could produce the leaft benefit to the public in general? Would leffening, or rather annihilating, the profits of printing, tend to encourage perfons to be adventurers in the trade of printing? Would it make books cheaper? So long indeed as the leaft legal idea of property in co, ies remains, moft persons will probably hold it both dishonourable and unfafe to pirate editions; and fo long only can the few, who now diftinguish themselves by trafficking in that way, afford to underfell the real proprietors. Such perfons at prefent enjoy all the fruits of a concurrent property without paying any price for it; and therefore it is not to be wondered at, that they should underfell those who have paid a full and valuable confideration for the purchase of their copies. But if the right of printing books fhould once be declared common by a judicial opinion; the advantage, which enables particular perfons to underfell those who claim the property, would ceafe; pirating would then become general; and perhaps thofe, who now practise it, would themselves be facrifices to their own fuccefs in the cause they support. Whilft the queftion of literary property is in a fufpended ftate, they have the harveft to themfelves; but if they should gain their caufe, like other Samfons, they would be crushed by the fall of the building they are pulling down."

From these extracts, the merit of this publication will be sufficiently apparent, without any laboured encomium.-Mon. Rev.

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Shock'd at my fall, to an untimely grave, (From which nor tears nor penitence could fave)

A tender mother drops ;-ah! there my heart Felt a deep wound, and finks beneath the fmart.

This hapless parent of a wretched child,
In life's laft fcene with fond affe&tion smil'd;
Smil'd, while the tear ran trickling down
her face,

And anxious clasp'd me in a laft embrace, Then fighing deep," Deluded girl!" the cry'd,

"Thy mother's bleffing shall not be deny'd; For though, too fure, my hopes to fee thee

"bleft,

"Ere heav'n had call'd me to eternal rest, "Are vanifh'd now, a better hope fhall rife, "We'll meet, my child, where ev'ry forrow

"dies.

"Till that bleft period i muft bid adieu,Remember that a mother died for you.

Yet think not that I'm wishing to destroy The calm of peace, the harmless hour of joy; So far remember, that the fpot of fhame May not be deepen'd on your fullied fame; So far remember, that if Henry plead, My child may ne'er repeat the guilty deed. So far remember, and content I die; May tears of forrow never damp thine eye; For you I've liv'd, and oh! may heav'n's care « Preferve theeyet from anguish and despair!

PARNASSUS.

"May virtue, peace, and all their joys be "thine, ["mine!" "And oh ! may heav'n's forgiveness equal

She fpake--fhe prefs'd my trembling hands, and figh'd,

Then gave a laft, last look,—and patient died.
Soon from that hour I bent my pensive way,
Where filent fhades arife, eftrang'd from day;
Alone in these unsocial bounds I rove,
For ever loft to thee, and guilty love.
And where the rocks hang bending o'er the
deep,

I haste at filent eve, to fit and weep;
See the dark cloud with fullen front defcend,
While tempefts rife that force the trees to

bend,

Nor e'er attempt to seek a friendly fhade, Tho' the loud blaft fweep whiftling round my head.

The child that caus'd a parent's tear to flow,
Should feel the full excefs of ev'ry woe;
Nor dare to murmur at almighty pow'r,
But turn each thought upon life's final hour:
That awful period haftens on its way,
I feel, I feel each vital pow'r decay;
See death approach, while yet in beauty's
bloom,

Yet fall refign'd, nor murmur at my doom.
Laft night, as on my bed of pain I lay,
And wept the long and filent hours away,
I heard, or thought I heard, a heav'nly strain,
The pleafing melody remov'd my pain;
While, rob'd in white, my mother's form
defcends,

And tow'rd my bed in fmiling afpect bends.
Then with a look which calm'd my beating

heart,

"Depart, (the cries) each mortal fear depart "From heav'n, where true unfullied blifs I "find,

"I'm fent to calm, and not difturb the mind. "Attend the ftrain which feems convey'd in ["there

air, "Thy lot is heav'n, and I fhall meet thee "Attend the ftrain, for I must hafte away "To realms of glory and unfading day.”

The vifion vanish'd, while a heav'nly found, And beams of radiant light, prevail'd around: Now from their happy ftations, fix'd on high, Immortal forms feem'd burfting from the sky; Rang'd in the air their tuneful harps they ftring,

While thus the cherub hoft began to fing;
"Lov'd repentant, ceafe to weep,
"Death fhall come like gentle fleep,
"Grief fubfide, and pain be o'er;

"No

"No more to feel his chaft'ning rod,
"Now thy father, and thy God,
"Calls thee to a happy shore.
"Blessed mourner, come away,
"Here a bright unclouded ray

"Ever gilds the vaulted skies;
"Come, and join the tuneful train,
"In a loud and folemn ftrain,

"That to Heav'n's King shall rife." They ceas'd, yet left such pleasing hopes behind, [fign'd; That foothe my pain, and make me more reNow with a real joy, unknown before, I wait the hour that wafts me to the fhore, Where endless joys in quick fucceffion reign, Unknown the fting of fhame, of guilt the pain.

Oh Henry, Henry, what's thy joys to mine! Oh! let my hope, and let my heav'n be thine! Nor vainly think, when health begins to fail, The pray'r which fear shall prompt will then prevail. [days Ah! no-the wretch that wastes his early In idle pleasure that too foon decays, Shall find despair attend his latest breath, Without one hope to cheer the hour of death.

Her blood, her fortunes were as great as

mine,

Which prov'd a ftronger motive to the crime. Proud of the prize, among th' unfeeling gay, I fpread her fullied honour to the day.

-Curfe on that wretch, who led my early youth

Far, far from honour, honesty, and truth;
Who, proud of empty titles, light and vain,
With dauntlefs front would glory in his shame;
With whom I haften'd to the midnight deed,
Where fome fweet innocent was doom'd to
bleed :

Some parent's hope, by art entic'd away,
To shame, to death, and cruel men a prey.
-Too well you know, by his example won,
Your friend, the noble Harcourt, was undone!
Unhappy youth!-thy hour was quickly past,
Thy joys, like mine, were never form'd to laft.
With deep concern I faw him yield his breath,
Unwilling fall beneath the stroke of death:
Doom'd at an early age to feel the dart,
Which fell disease had planted at his heart.
Paft were thofe fcenes of revelry and noise,
Where guilt prevail'd and pleasure's fleeting
joys;

No more for him intemperance held her bowl,
That drowns each nobler purpose of the foul;
No more, Amelia, lately ruin'd fair!

Shall yield her charms that he may riot there.
Not yet feventeen, fhe now, alas! muft rove
Thro' wretched fcenes of variegated love;
No friendly hand to lead her from the road,
That tempts the wand'rer far from heav'n
and God:

Soon must her breast be harrow'd by despair,
For ever lodg'd a wretched inmate there.
When palid fickness o'er her form shall prey,
And caufe each lovely tint to fade away,
Denied a parent's tear, uncheer'd muít lie,
Bend her fine form, and difregarded die.
in vain! for crimes like thefe the tear fhall
flow,

The pangs they give no interval can know;
For ever o'er the past, remembrance ftrays,
And former fcenes of guilt again pourtrays.

Oh! well my heart recalls the fatal day
When lov'd Maria wander'd far away;
While the poor wretch that at her manfion
fed,
bread;
Approach'd the gate, but miss'd his daily
Then fighing deep, he rais'd his weeping eyes,
Imploring heav'n to guide where'er the flies.
Where now, he cries, fhall want's fad chil-
dren go?

Where find relief from poverty and wee?
Who now from cold and hunger fhall defend?
Since the is gone, that prov'd our ready friend.

"Twas then fevere reflection forc'd its way,
And deep despair had mark'd me for a prey:
You, Edward, oft' have heard me curfe the
That gave Maria to my cruel pow'r. [hour,
A parent hurried to an early tomb;
A virgin ruin'd, ere the reach'd her bloom;--

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