O thou king of terrors! why couldst thou not for once have deviated from thy accustomed mode of procedure? Why couldst thou not have pa.s.sed this fair flower and attacked the couch of feeble age? Methinks thy haggard cheek was never bathed with the tear of pity, or here certainly thou wouldst have relented.
O thou great Supreme! O Lord of life and glory, teach us to be resigned to our loss! may we never murmur at the dispensations of thy Providence, but may we learn in every trial to be content---and when death shall summon us hence may it be to never-fading worlds.
MELPOMENUS.
New-York, July 8, 1796.
For the +New-York Weekly Magazine+.
+On JEALOUSY.+
Of all the pa.s.sions which disturb the human mind, there is none more pernicious in its quality, or more dreadful in its consequences, than that of jealousy: it is looked upon, indeed, as the most certain proof of a strong and violent affection; yet it is such a proof as no one would wish to experience, since the beloved object is the greatest sufferer of the parties, by having to partake with his own, under conscious innocence, a large share in the unmerited sufferings of others.
MARS.
New-York, July 8, 1796.
_NEW-YORK._
MARRIED,
On Thursday evening by the Rev. Dr. Moore, Captain TIMOTHY DORGAN, to Miss SALLY JONES, both of this city.
The 11th inst. by the Rev. Dr. Moore, Mr. EDWARD BLACKFORD, merchant, of this city, to the agreeable Miss HANNAH MURRAY, daughter of James Murray, late of this city, but now of Newark.
On Monday last, by the Rev. Dr. Foster, Mr. SAMUEL CURIEA, to Miss SALLY BOWEN, both of Providence.
[->] _TO CORRESPONDENTS._
The answer of ORLANDO to MELPOMENUS, has been received, but as we deem the subject uninteresting, and as personal animosity, seemed to predominate over that coolness which should be observed in discussion, we think it better to drop the subject----The THREE CORNERED HAT, by TYRUNCULUS, is received and shall be attended to.
_METEOROLOGICAL OBSERVATIONS._ _From the 3d to the 9th inst._
_Days of the Month._ _Thermometor observed at 8, A.M. 1, P.M. 6, P.M._ _Prevailing winds._ _OBSERVATIONS on the WEATHER._
deg. deg. deg. 8. 1. 6. 8. 1. 6.
100 100 100 JULY 3 72 74 72 SW. S. do. clear cloudy do.
4 72 80 78 E. S. do. cloudy clear do.
5 72 81 79 50 S. do. do. foggy clear do.
6 80 50 87 50 79 S. SW. do. clear. do. do 7 76 75 84 75 83 SW NW SW clear do. do.
8 80 88 79 W. do. S clear do. cloudy 9 76 85 80 N. W. NW. clear do. do.
LINES
_Occasioned by the Death of Miss MARY BLACKBOURN, who expired of an apoplectic fit, on the 4th of July, 1796._
"Quis scit an adjiciant hodiernae crastina summae "Tempora Di superi?"
HORACE.
Attend, ye thoughtless!--Hear, ye young and gay!
Who chearly pa.s.s the buxom hours away; And let reflection for a while prevail, While the sad Muse unfolds her mournful tale: In pensive strains her solemn numbers flow, And shew the vanity of all below.
The day that mark"d, in majesty sublime.
The greatest epoch in the rounds of time, Since hymning angels, in exalted lays, Proclaim"d _salvation_ to our ruin"d race, Began the east with radiance to adorn, And joy and gladness usher"d in the morn; Each heart exulted, every bosom glow"d; Great _Liberty_ inspir"d the son"rous ode; And while the flame through every patriot burn"d, Responsive echo _Liberty_ return"d.
Now sportive youths in jovial bands combin"d, Tn social converse to unbend the mind; While ruddy nymphs, flush"d with unusual charms, That rouz"d the kindling breast with sweet alarms, To tuneful airs sung the harmonious lay, And swell"d the acclamations of the day.
Among the rest, with inoffensive glee, MARIA joy"d th" auspicious morn to see: A lovely virgin, a young charming maid, In youthful bloom and modesty array"d; Whose gentle soul ne"er knew the dangerous ways; Where innocence in paths of error drays: But in the spotless school of virtue taught, No other pattern for her conduct sought.
Thus undefil"d the graceful fair one grew, "Like the young blossom fed with vernal dew."
But lo! while she no fell disaster fear"d, And to receive her welcome guests prepar"d; When each warm transport in her breast reviv"d, The grisly messenger of _death_ arriv"d: In his cold arms embrac"d the helpless maid, And number"d her for ever with the dead.
Oh! matchless _cruelty!_ Thou haggard foe!
Grim king of terrors! Ghastly prince of woe!
Virtue immaculate thus to requite!
And on the innocent to wreak thy spite!
To blast the rose just op"ning into bloom, And hide its faded glories in the tomb!
O! could I touch, with sympathetic smart, The tender feelings of the melting heart; Then would I long on the dire subject dwell, And the sad verse with gloomy numbers swell: But "tis not mine,--I must the task forego, And let the gushing tear in silence flow.
Rest then, thou gentle spirit, rest in peace; All jarring _pa.s.sions_ now for ever cease; No more shall _sickness_ thy soft frame invade; And _grief_ and _pain_ eternally are fled, Ere long thy friends, who now thy fate deplore, Will follow thee and be beheld no more; And the young hand that pays this tribute, must Lie down in death, and mingle with the dust.
ETHICUS.
NEW-YORK _July 7, 1796_.
[[The quoted line "Like the young blossom fed with vernal dew"
is from Falconer, _The Shipwreck_, 1762.]]