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THE LOVER.
A SONG.
Some few years ago,
Mv poor brother Joe,
Got m love with a damsel as tat as a
plover,
And ever si me then,
Most certain I've been,
That Nature ne’er could,
In most frolicksome mood,
Make a comic’lcr thing than a lover.
CHORUS.
“What a whimsical dog is a lover
Flames and darts
Broken hearts,
Sudden starts,
Fearful eyes,
Sobs and sighs,
Grunts—groans,
Skin and bones ;
O ! what a queer dog; is a lover.
To think of his vapours,
And comical capers,
By my sold I have laughed lull a hun
dred times over;
The tievi I u bit
Could we get him to eat,
He’d whimper and whine,
lie’ll mope, and he’d pine
And look full as sad
Asa dog running mad,
t) what a sad fellow’s a lover.
CHORUS.
’What an ill-looking dog is a lovCr,
llis eyes dull and red,
And sunk in his bead
If is face thin and pale,
His pace like a snail ;
0 blood, fire and thunder,
What is there l wonder,
In the world that looks worse than a
lover.
O ne’er was poor wight,
In such terrible plight,
Doctor Squab swore by Galen he’d ne
ver recover,
He’d rip ami he’d tear,
And he’d foam like a bear
And he’d swear that in nature,
There was not a creature,*
So charming as Tabitha Rover.
CRORUS.
0 what a blind <log is a.lover ;
Girl [dump and fat,
Or poor as a rat—
Hale looking',
Pale looking,
Clear ey'd,
Blear ey'd
Long spliced,
Strong spiced,
This—that;
No matter what;
Ah ! such a blind dog is a lover.
Full well I remember,
Ojir in TVccemUPr,
1 wish'd that the devil had Tabitha Ro
ver—
For while I was sleeping
Ami Joe vigils keeping
He kick'd oil'the t lothes,
And the. frost bit my toes ;
Ne'er again will I sleep with a lover.
CHORUS.
O zounds,who would sleep with a lover,
With his mutt'ring and mumbling,
llis tossing and umbling,
His bouncing and burning,
His flouncing and turning,
By the squirt of ohl Chiron !
What perils environ
The poor devil that sleeps with a lover.
But its all o\er now,
For two years ago *
Brother Joe pop'd the question to Ta
bitha Rover,
Sweet Tabby, says be,
Will you marry me (
Her bosom turn'd red,
She hung down her head,
And suuk in the arms of her lover.
CHORUS.
What a changeable dog is a lover :
Sobbing —sighing,
Groaning —'lying,
M oping—-pining,
\Y niinp'ring—whining,
Sheep's eyes—glances killing,
Pops the question—-very willing,
Pretty Misses —hugs, kisses,
Raptures —blisses :
Then the wedding,
Then t*ie bedding,
Honey moon,
Over soon,
And then, good bye to the lover.
See hew the flowretblushes in the moPn,
A thousand colours o'er its bosom play;
But soon these hues, that nature's robe
adorn,
Rent by the winds, are scatter'd far
away.
•’Tis thus with beauty,lovely, transient
flower—
How soon, alas ! its maiden sweetness
flies ;
How soon it fades in life's declining
hour,
And in the di s* a withering rose-bud
lie?.
ma o'jwwlawt*
Remarks upon the American Publica
tion, entitled “ Ji Sketch of Old En
gland hr/ a England-Alan
copied from the Edinburgh Scotsman
o f January 22, 1823.
Men are seldom losers in tlu> end
by fair conduct, or gainers by cal
umny and abuse. For many years
English travellers and English re
viewers nave found it either pleas
ant or profitable to let out their ilii
beralitv and petulance upon the peo
ple of the United States. Honest
John Bull received the effusions
of these persons whh satisfaction,
because they gratified, his self-love,
and furnished him with reasons for
despising those whom he was rath
er inclined to dread. But these re
peated injuries and insults have
roused a New-England Man to
look a little more closely into John’s
character and pretensions, and the
result is the two volumes row be
fore us, on the character, manners,
literature, and institutions ot Eng
land, written something in the spi
rit ot the lex tcilioiiis. W c cannot
say that he returns “ measure tor
measure,” for, in vigour ot intel
lect and talent as a writer,, he is a
grant among the pigmies who have
teased and goaded him by their im-
pertinence into this act of retributive
justice. He has shown, that how
ever low our vanity may rate the
acquirements of the Americans,
they have at least literature enough
to repel insults. Her men ot lettei s,
like her seamen, begin apparently
to think that the time for taking kicks
is past, and that there might possi
bly be some small clanks in her
adversaries’mail through which
home thrust could be made. In
truth, nobody has been so much ad
dicted to mistake his own character
and that of his neighbor's—to cry
himself up for qualities he wanted,
and to cry down others for failings
with which he was himself chavge-
able, as John Bull. Certainly it
is not his interest to provoke a cen
sorious spirit, for he has his full
share of the vices as well as the
virtues, the shame as well as the
glory, of civilization ; and wluit is
wrong in his character it is not easy
to conceal. — Fo say nothing of
more serious charges, such as our
bloody criminal code, our swarms
of bankrupts arul convicts, our two
millions of paupers —how much
ood for ridicule would an Ameri
can find, in the fopperies of our
ners —in the forms, powers and pre
tensions of our civil and judicial
unctionaries and our old corpora
tions—in our close burghs, where
the representative elects his consti
tuents —in our large salaries for
small duties, or no duties at all—in
all those matters where we have
thrown sense and reason behind us,
in deference to “the wisdom of
our ancestors?” The New Eng
land Man has not neglected his
advantages. He has drawn a por
trait of John Bull, in which his
false pretension, follies, and absur
dities, are brought out with every
advantage of light and shade. Wc
do not mean, however, that he vis
ited England on purpose to misrep
resent the character of the people,
but the falsehoods and calumnies
so zealously propagated by English
writers against America, had evi
dently given him a bad impression,
• both of the people who found grati
fication in them, and of the literary
artizatu who pandered to the de
praved appetite of the public by
manufacturing them. He has not
done us justice in some things, un
less we give that name to the retalia-
tion of injustice, lie has made some
mistakes in facts and circumstan
ces ; yet we believe he is infinitely
more accurate and better informed
than those English travellers who
pass for authorities in every thing
relating to America. Where he
does err, there is so much truth
mixed up with his errors, and so
much reason with his wrong judg
ments, that the worst othis pictures
have still veri-similitude enough to
wound our national vanity. But he
finds much in England to commend,
and his praise has the merit of dis
crimination. He seems, too to de
scribe our faults and vices fully as
much in pity and sorrow as in 3corn
or anger. He is honest cnougti in
deed to tell his brother, to whom
the letters are addresaed, that he
had been much beset by the blue
devils boih in England and on the
Continent, and warns him todeduct
three per cent, from his descrip
tions of life and manners. About
one third of the book consists
of the narrative of our author s pil
grimage through England and
Wales, and the other two thirds of
a critical description of our manners,
morals, customs, laws, judicial and
civil establishments elections, taxes,
charities, arts, drama and literature.
He takes a wicked pleasure in draw
ing parallels between our Parlia
ment and the Congress of the Uni
ted States, our king and their presi
dent, our taxes and their nc-taxes,
our starving farmers and their well
fed laborers; and though he is bom
an American and a republican,con
trives to be singularly clever, witty ,
and amusing. He not only savs
that there is more honesty and dil
igence in Congress than in our 1 ai
liament, which we would place to
the account of American igno
rance ; but after witnessing many
debates, he maintains there is more
eloquence, dignity and order. He
has a respectable knowledge ot our
history and antiquities, yet such is
the force of American prejudice,
that he cannot discover the beauty
and virtue of rotten burghs, sine
cures, tithes and standing armies,
which, according to some modern
authorities, lie at the root of all
that is excellent in the constitution.
He is infinitely sportive upon the
superlatives “ vast,” and w grand,”
and “ stupendous” bestowed by
English tourists on such hillocks as
Snowden, such creeks as the Severn,
or little garden cascades fifty feet
ligh. He complains bitterly of the
our or five different tongues spo
;en in England which rendered his
English useless to him, and forced
him to hire an interpreter, whom
he calls a professor ot languages.—
He is irreverently merry upon the
Coronation, at which he was pres
ent, and has something very piquant
upon the happiness of a nation
where the Minister of Finance, de
clares taxes to be a blessing. He
is so ungenerous as to judge of the
spirit of our government from the
Manchester tragedy, the six bills,
Oliver’s plot, Hone and Car
lisle’s prosecutions, the Queen’s
funeral, and various other small
acts at home and abroad. His in
dignation is provoked by the vanal
ity of our Reviews, and he describes
with great force the delusions prac
tised on the public by booksellers,
who employ innumerable arts to
puff off an author and procure him
a run for the season . The book is
written with great talent. The au
thor has the accuteness of Simond
without his fastidiousness with a
greater grasp of intellect and
greater boldness and decision of
charicter. His stvle is clear, nerv
ous, abounding in figures artel allu
sions, full of vivacity, but easy,
flowing, and unlabored. He cannot
be long unknown, and when he
comes forth, will be entitled to take
his place among the most powerful
writers of the clay in either continent
In the United States the work can
not fail to become prodigiously po
pular. He has avenged the inju
ries of England in a stylo which
must turn the laugh against us in
America, and would probe John
Bull’s sdlf-love to the quick if it
could reach him. We neither adopt
nor commend all the author’s opin
ions—far from it—but we think it
j would be Well to put the book into
j John’s hand, for the correction of
j that inordinate national pride,which
blinds him to his own defects, and
makes him so insufferable to for
eigners. This, however, is not
likely to happen, for without a spe-j
cial license from the Attorney Gen-j
eral, no printer would put his name;
td the work. To have our whole!
system, with all its ancient and gro
tesque accompanyments, anatomi
sed by a most sagacious, able, anil
thorough republican, who writes
without the fear of prosecution be
fore his eyes; to have all the sut
lime parts of our constitution teste 1
by the hard and rigid rule of denu
cratic utility, is evidently a species
of political torture, altogether it
variance with the modern rules cf
civilized disputation. The Amer
icans are hardy enough to reprint
all the libels we manufacture upon
their national character and govern
ment. But this is a rule it does not
suit us to follow. Cutting out,
however,a few passages about King,
Lords, and Commons in which the
author has visibly indulged his pre
judices, rather than exercised hi3
judgment, the book might be reprint
ted in London, and have some good
effect. The following extracts will
give r.n idea of the author s manner.
<• \ .r,, (H I taste in the relish lor ura-j
rrnitic exhibitions, is, beyond doubt,
one <weat criterion of the state ol mo-1
rals Jam! whenever I sec the stage cun-.
verted into a bear-garden for drunk
anls, wild leasts, puppet ahowa, an.l
pantomimes I take it lor granted the
audience must be pretty much on a pa.
with the exhibition. Above all, wncu
people, called well .educated and po
lite are find of seeing murders, mad
men, and extiavagant caricatures of
every hunan passion represented on
the stags. it ‘ s il surc S ‘Js ! ’ 1 lt,r tasto
approximates to that of the mob, who
are most outrageously addicted to run
nin,r uftw executions and funerals.
f used often to go to the theatres
here, u itil 1 grew tired of their abom
ination-. —The dramatic art is certain
ly at the lowest ebb in this country,
owing to a variety of causes. The
first is the ind ifference of the fashion
able world, who, one and all, prefer to
go to deep at the Italian opera, to sit
ting /but one of Shakspeare’s best
plays; the second cause l apprehend
to be lie bigotrv of a considerable por
tion ts that class, which furnished a
vast if any spectators to the theatres:
1 meat the respectable middling class,
many of whom will nut go to the play
because they are told that it is immo
ral ; afd many for no other reason, than
because it is no longer fashionable. It
actual v smacks of radicalism, to : 3 o of
ten tolthe theatre.
“ Fu- these, and other reasons of less
extensive operation, it happens, that
except! when anew well bepuftim actor
—a u|dl bepuffed play, by some well
bepufrd author, the king, the queen,
the effphant, or some other monster at
tracts them, the theatres are but little
visiter by fashionable people. The
drain!is uo longer a fashionable topic
of conversation ; and the man who ven
tured, to introduce the name of Shak
speart into the best society, would,
beyond doubt, be voted a great bore by
the Corinthians and the young ladies
of tonj. Fhe theatres are consequent
ly in possession of the vulgar, who can
relist/nothing but spectacles or broad
caricatures; country gentry that come
to ton, and are taken thither by their
fashionable friends, because it is a sort
of oitt-of-the-way-place, where their
awkwardness and old-fashioned dress
es cannot disgrace them ; and strangers
driven thither by the desperate fiend,
Ennui, which is a native of London,
though baptized in French, and hovers
niglit and day over this cave ot spleen.
These last, whatever they may think
or say, on the subject, can have little
or no influence in correcting the taste
of the town.
* The result is as mightbe expected.
Tile taste of the mob must be consult
ed, as by the mob the theatres are
principally supported. Every species
off monster, moral, and intellectual,
twfo-legged and four-legged, riots, on
tii! stage. Horses, dogs, cossacks, el
ephants, camels and dromedaries are
tlye heroes of the drama, so that 1 have
oijten been tempted to cry out with the
excellent mayor of Qninborough,—
“ Give me a play without a beast 1
charge yon.”
“ These exhibitions of quadrupeds
tike precedence over all others, and
command the most outrageous plaudits
of the discriminating audience. The
next hi public attention is the melo
drama, where the passions are expres
sed by the fullers, and the author is
saved the trouble of. attending to such
jjovv matters. All he lias to do is to
produce striking situations, at all haz
ards, at every risk of probability, and
n defiance of common sense. After
these comes the legitimate comedy, as
ihe excellent critics call it, which owes
jail its effect to a drunken Irishman or
sailor, two or three non-descript and
original monsters not to be found on
earth nor in the waters under the
earth ; a smart hero compounded of
opposite extremes of harem scarem
impudence aud profound sentiment,
together with a sentimental young la
; cly, always ready to make a fool of her
! parents. The dialogue must consist
in cant phrases, gross slang, offensive
| double-entendre, and inflated senti
ment on the part of the young lady—
as also her lover, whenever he has time
to he iii love. A fourth class of plays,
very much approved of by John
Bull at present, are those not abso
lutely written by any body. They
consist of the united labours of the
scene-painters, the mechanics, the
scene shifters, and the “ Great Un
known,” whose works are regularly
dramatised by an industrious journey
man playwright. They are made up
of all the most striking incidents of
the novel or poem, crowded as thick
as hops and jumbled together pretty
much at random. The whole ma
chinery of these faragoes is held to
gether by the fiddlers, who whenever
the playwright is at his wits’ ends, or
on the verge of absurdity or impassi
bility, flourish their bows, ami thunder
away in the very nick of time, while
the lucky wight escapes under their
cover to the next incongruity. The
audience, which in London always
goes to sleep while the music is pfty
‘lng, forgets what came last, a l l
I next scene commences with .all 1
! advantages of an utr oblivion of;, I
i past. The nice taste of the in •:> ~ I
! thus perfectly satisfied, in witsie sia I
a quick succession of sinking iiici. I
j dents, without the necessity ol i i O . I
i fatiguing efforts to make them ap u*, ; I
probable, that have thrown such oi ,; a .
cles in the way of many dramatic an.
thors.
“ But the most popular of all tin .o
inspired writers, who have lately ~ts.
sisted at the resurrection of irag ( .fl
is Mr. Maturin, an Irish
who is ia the region of fiction, whai
Counsellor Phillips is in that of l aw _
There is certainly some of the sniokc
of genius in this writer, and where
r.hero is smoke, they say, there must.
lui lire. But it seems to be a sort <>;
clumsy, unpuroosed and discriminate
facility, engendered in horrors, and
nestled in the same cradle with the
g.-eat “ law head and bloody hones” of
ihe nursery. It seems always labour
ing with some mighty godhead, and
ytff produces nothing but shapele-*
m (fosters. Devoted to a mere am.
m illation of horror upon horror, extra
voigance upon extravagance, his efforts
seem those of the Cyclops, Polyphe
mus. the result of energy and blind
ness combined. His genius appears,
in fact, entirely devoted to the saluta
ry purpose of exciting a people, like
tiie citizens of London, the gcntecU*
portion of whom are so used to I:x\n*r ‘
matches, and the lower classes to ex
ecutions, that their blunted syinpr,
thies can only be awakened on the.
stage bv the most disgusting exhibi
tions of extravagant horrors.”
The . following anecdote, (says the
Norwich, N. York, paper,) is said to be
a fact. A member of the legislature,
whose observations upon the city man
ners and customs were rather limited,
put up at one of the most fashionable
taverns in Albany. After dinner, as
was his usual practice, be sat regaling
himself with his pipe and tobacco.—
‘Fhe room was well carpeted and near
him stood a spit box. The waiter ob
serving him to make no use of so ne
cessary an appendage,moved it nearer;
but the legislator pushed it aside with
liis foot, and continued to spit upon
the carpet as before. Again rhe ser
vant replaced it, and again it was re
moved by the representative. Once
more the servant offered to replace it
when the wise man exclaimed, “If
you don't take that thing out of the
way, I vow I‘ll spit in it.”
Ueovi’m-- - Monroe. € o\\ v\t\
o * •
In \Munroe Superior Coujrt, March
Term, lß23.
Jonathan Parrish, Informer,')
vs. , V Sci. Fa..
Berry lledd. J
“W T appearing to the Court by the:
1 Sheriff's return in this case, that
die defendant is not to he found : On
motion of the plaintiff’s attorney, it is
thereupon ordered that service be per
fected by publication in one of the
public gazettes of this state, that the.
defendant appear at the Superior
court to be held in said county, on the
fourth Monday in September next,and
make his defence, and that this rule lie
published monthly for three months,
previous to said court, according to*
law.
A true copy from the minutes.
W ATKINS HUNT, Clerk.
26th March, 1823. ir.Sm—B
•Volute.
NINE months after date, applica
tion will be made to the honorable
Inferior Court of Jefferson county,
when sitting for ordinary purposes,
for leave to sell one tract of land con
taining two hundred acres, more or
less, lying in the county of Burke,
adjoining lands of John Pierce and
others, it the real estate of
Isaac Harris, fide of said county,
deceased, and tope sold for the bene
fit of tlfe heirs and creditors of said
deceascm-r^”'^
Amifeyi Bryan,"}
Dunfer Green, V adm’rs.
John Shly, J
September 4, 1822, m9m
We ave authorised la
announce Capt. Charles Bul
lock a candidate to represent this
County in the Senatorial branch of
the next Legislature of this State.
We are authorised to
announce Timothy Matthews
esq. a candidate to represent this
county in the Senatorial branch of
the next Legislature of this State.
Stephen Williams is a
candidate to represent this county in
the next Legislature of this State.
We are requested to sa\j
that Charles Ingram Jun’r. is a
candidate for the office of Captain
of this district.