No. XXXII.

June 18. We are indebted for the following Imitation of Catullus, to a literary Correspondent. Whether it will remove the doubts we formerlyexpressed, of Citizen Muskein's acquaintance with the Classics, from the minds of our Readers, we cannot pretend to say. It is given to us as a faithful translation from the French-as such, we present it to our Readers; premising only, that though the Citizen-Imitator seems to have Sans-cullotized the original in two or three places, yet he every where expresses himself with a naiveté and truth, in his verse, that we seek for in vain, in many of his Countrymen, who have recorded their victories and defeats in very vulgar prose.

AN AFFECTIONATE EFFUSION OF CITIZEN
MUSKEIN, TO HAVRE-DE-GRACE.

FAIREST of cities,* which the Seine
Surveys 'twixt Paris and the main,
Sweet Havre! sweetest Havre, hail!
How gladly with my tatter'd sail,

AD SIRMIONEM PENINSULAM.

* Peninsularum Sirmio, Insularumque,
Ocelle! quascunque in liquentibus stagnis,
Marique vasto fert uterque Neptunus;
Quam te libenter, quamque lætus inviso,

Yet trembling from this wild adventure,
Do I thy friendly harbour enter!

Well-now I've leisure let me see
What boats are left me; one, two, three-
Bravo! the better half remain ;
And all my heroes are not slain.
And if my senses don't deceive,
I too am safe,*—yes, I believe,
Without a wound I reach'd thy shores ;
(For I have felt myself all o'er)
I've all my limbs, and, be it spoken
With honest triumph, no bone broken-

How pleasing is the sweet transitiont
From this vile Gun-boat expedition;
From winds and waves, and wounds and scars,
From British Soldiers, British Tars,

To his own house, where, free from danger,
Muskein may live at rack and manger?
May stretch his limbs in his own cot,+
Thankful he has not gone to pot:

Vix mi ipse credens Thyniam, atque Bithynos
Liquisse campos,* et videre te in tuto.

+ O quid solutis est beatius curis,

Quom mens onus reponit, ac peregrino
Labore fessi venimus larem ad nostrum,
Desideratoque acquiescimus lecto.

Nor for the bubble glory strive,
But bless himself that he's alive!

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Havre, sweet Havre! hail again, O! bid thy sons (a frolic train,t Who under Chenier welcomed in With dance and song the Guillotine) In long procession seek the strand; For Muskein now prepares to land,

'Scaped, Heaven knows how, from that cursed crew That haunt the Rocks of SAINT MARCOU.

* Salve! O venusta Sirmio! atque hero gaude!
Gaudete! vosque Lydia lacus undæ !

Ridete † quicquid est domi cachinnorum.

No. XXXIII.

June 25.

AFTER the splendid account of Buonaparte's successes in the East, which our readers will find in another part of this Paper, and which they will peruse with equal wonder and apprehension, it is some consolation to us to have to state, not only from authority, but in verse, that our Government has not been behind hand with that of France; but that, aware of the wise and enterprising spirit of the Enemy, and of the danger which might arise to our distant possessions from the export of Learning and of learned Men being entirely in their hands, Ministers have long ago determined on an expedition of a similar nature, and have actually embarked at Portsmouth, on board one of the East-India Company's ships, taken up for the purpose (the ship Capricorn, Mr. Thomas Truman, Commander), several tons of Savans, the growth of this country. The whole was conducted with the utmost secrecy and dispatch, and it was not till we were favoured with the following copy of a Letter (obligingly communicated to us by the Tunisian gentleman to whom it is addressed) that we had any suspicion of the

extent and nature of the design, or indeed of any such design being in contemplation.

The several great names which are combined to render this expedition the most surprising and splendid ever undertaken, could not indeed have been spared from the country to which they are an ornament, for any other purpose, than one the most obviously connected with the interests of the empire, and the most widely beneficial to mankind.

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The secrecy with which they have been withdrawn from the British Public without being so much as missed or inquired after, reflects the highest honour on the planners of the Enterprize. Even the celebrity of Doctor P-r has not led to any discovery or investigation the silent admirers of that great man have never once thought of asking what was become of him; -till it is now all at once come to light, that he has been for weeks past on ship board, the brightest star in the bright constellation of talents which stud the quarter-deck of the Capricorn, Mr. T. Truman (as before mentioned) Commander.

The resignation of the late worthy President of a certain Agricultural Board,might indeed have taught mankind to look for some extraordinary event in the world of science and adventure; and those who had the good fortune to see the deportation from his house, of the several wonderful anomalies which had for years formed its most distinguished inmates, the stuffed ram, the dried boar, the cow with three horns, and other fanciful productions of a like nature, could not but

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