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chair, and covering my face with my hands, became absorbed in a thousand ideas which such, scenes had excited, when a sudden burst of thunder made me start from my seat-and, looking forward, I perceived that the MIRROR, with all its magical illusions, had vanished away! My preternatural guide then placed himself before me, but in an altered, female form. A hundred varied coloured wings sprung from her arms, and her feet seemed to be shod with sandals of rubies, around which numerous cherubs entwined themselves. The perfume that arose from the flapping of her wings was inexpressibly grateful; and the soft silvery voices of these cherubic attendants had an effect truly enchanting.
No language can adequately describe my sensations on viewing this extraordinary change of objects. I gazed with rapture upon my wonderful guide, whose countenance 'now beamed with benevolence and beauty: Ah! exclaimed 'I, this is a vision of happiness
never to be realized. Thou art a being that I am doomed never to meet with in the world below.' Peace:' whispered an unknown voice, “injure not thy species by such a remark: the object before thee is called by a name that is familiar to thee--it is ·CANDOUR.' She is the handmaid of Truth, the sister of Virtue, and the priestess of Religion.'
I was about to make reply, when a figure
of terrific mien, and enormous dimensions, rushed angrily towards me, and taking me up in my crystal chair, bore me precipitately to the earth. In my struggles to disengage myself from this monster, I awoke; and, on gazing about me, with difficulty could persuade myself that I was an inhabitant of this world.
The sun had now entirely sunk behind the hills; and, as the shades of evening began to prevail, and a chilly moisture to impregnate the air, I retired
slowly and pensively to my study. This dream,' said I to myself, “can never perish from my memory-The Mirror of Truth will always be before my eyes.'
In the last number of the Director, the bibliographical student might probably have been amused with the fine
* The curious collector was, I am sure, too well pleased with the last extract from Mr. Brand's sale of books, to be out of humour with a further account of the prices for which some rare articles were sold. He will see that it was reserved for the refinement of these times to appreciate justly the value of
pithie, plesaunt, and profittable' discourses, and will figure to himself the high glee with which the ghosts of · Maisters Caxton, W. de Worde, Pynson, &c.' must contemplate the sharp contentions carried on in Mr. Stewart's Auction Room, between the H's. and M's. and C's. and T's. of the day, for little besmeared BLACK LETTER TRACTS about. Butchers and Bakers, and Candlestick-makers.' ,
things said about the Fleetwood, and Dr. Askew's, collection. I have now
No. 272. A. England's Parnassus, 8vo.
Hooke and Line, 1600. A
Jester to his Majestie, but
terburie's Malice, very rare No. 337. A new Dialogue between the
Angell of God and Shep-
- bours, concernyng Ceremo
nyes in the first Year of
nary Delivery of Rabbits,
2 10 0
2 12 6
to submit to him an account of books of equal value in point of rarity; and,
£. s. d. the Rabbit Woman; very curious
1 8 0 No. 417. A short Inventory of certayne
idle Inventions, black letter,
2 15 0 No. 418. A JUNIPER LECTURE, with
the Description of all Sorts
very rare, Lond. 1639. 1 16 0 No. 422. A New Dictionary of the
Canting Crew. The Scoun
drell's Dictionary, 1754 0 10 0 No. 454. A Quip for an Upstart Cour
tier ; or, a Quaint Dispute betweene Velvet Breeches and Cloth Breeches, wherein is set downe the Disorders in all Estates and Trades, with portraits. Lond. printed by G. P. 1620
2 16 0 No. 462. Articles to be enquired into by
the various Bishops, &c. in
2 2 0 No. 476. A brieff Discours off the Trou
bles begonne at Franctfort,