QUESTION 72, by TASSO.* In a plane triangle, there is given the difference of the fides, the difference of the fegments of the bafe, made by the perpendicular, and the difference of the bafe and perpendicular, to determine the triangle. QUESTION 73, by SENEX." Mr. Simpfon, p. 38 of his Differtations, propofes to determine the height of the tides at any planet: it is here propofed to examine whether his computation be true or falfe; and if falfe, to point out the error. The anfwers to thefe queftions may be directed (poft-paid) to Mr. Baldwin in Paternofter-row, London. POETRY. PROLOGUE To Mr. HAYLEY'S Tragedy of LORD RUSSEL. bard, whofe tragic ftrains we now rehearse, A mere drag fcent to pull on th' author's back THEthos chirurg you with his varied verfe; Yet, of the sport no true keen honeft lover Beguiling o'er his lines the vacant hour, Oft have you felt and own'd his mufe's pow'r! The very faculties of cars and eyes!"' PROLOGUE To the new Farce of HUNT THE SLIPPER. Spoken by Mr. BANNISTER, Jun. T Hunt the Slipper! 'is a dangerous name, At once that hints the port, and finds the game, Will, like a poacher, mob the game in cover. But, left this hunted fimile we tire, His "airy nothing" don't prefume to claim The upper gallery. Our Our fun extinguifh'd, terror fhook the ball, And Murder throwded virtue in the tomb. By great'good-luck of fortune, wind, and weather, On thefe two grounds, our voluntary troop, (New-levied forces, an unpractic'd groupe, Comes forth to-night, in LITERATURE's de fence, And truits an AUTHOR to your better fenfe; Pray, damn it, and prevent their further blamel The ADDRESS Come the four corners of the world in arms," Spoken before the fecond and third representation of Unfhaken we, but by our own alarms: The OCCASIONAL ADDRESS Written and Spoken by Mr. Lucas before Dr. STRATFORD'S Tragedy of LORD KUSSEL, on Friday evening, Aug. 24. [The Prompter calls aloud in his place.] CALL, call'm, boy! where's he that's to begin? Dr. STRATFORD's Play of LORD RUSSEL. BE EFORE this brilliant houfe once more we bend, From deep diftrefs to fave a finking friend: [The speaker enters on the oppofite fide, trembling.] Plac'd Homer's crown of bays on Milton's head. M here, Sir PROMPT! tho' trembling in my I'M íkin. This aweful fight! I never can proceed -Unless their plaudits arm me for the deedWhat magic in that found! My fears difperfe, Another cheer-and then-I may rehearse!I bend in thanks. And tho' untram'd by ART, Tho' far unequal to one SCENIC part; Tho', like to all who tread these boards to-night, Unnerv'd, unhing'd, the victims of affright; Yet by YOUR favour thus infpir'd, and bold, A fimple tale, as fimply wrote as told, TO YOUR indulgent ears will I untold. Once on a TIME--the PLACA mutt fure be HERE, For who, like Britons, claim the Mufe's care?- Looking to + Looking round the house, frighted. But now around misfortunes, whirlwinds fly, Obfcure the day, and blot the light on high: Fate threats aloud, thro' all the stygian dark, To dath on Scylla's rocks his little bark. Loud furges roar, once pleating profpects frown, And floods of troubl'd waters prefs him down; Yet ftill our port, our hapless friend to fave, We brave each blatt, and ftem each ftormy waves No vain contention brought us here to-night, Or taught our bard, with other bards to write. Too much we dread the night's approaching heat, To rifk, in Drury's plains, a mean defeat; For who can fee furrounding ruin hurl'd, Or fland, unfhock'd, amidit a buifting world? Thio' all thefe fcenes we've us'd y pruning knife, And each part breathes with renovated life. Fresh flowers to your impatient eyes we bring, And the fott Mufe has prun'd each ruth'd wing. the whole house. Crouching back. § Bows to the audience. To you the ftrives each beauty to adorn, A EPILOGUE to the SAME. Written and Spoken by Mrs. BATIER. Sone who 'fcapes the horrors of a dream, And hails & grateful joy ý morning beam, So have I 'fcap'd the more than Stygian flood Of tyrants fcorn, and a lov'd husband's blood; 'Scap'd with delight from dark ideal pain, To the true bleifings of the prefent reign; Where every virtue fpark les round the throne, With native worth, and beauty all our own. Thus, tho' my veffel was on danger's brink, Bound for its Cape-Good Hope fhall never fink. And let creation's lords fay what they will, Thank Heaven! we have the odds of talking ftill; Elfe how could I, the tragic business over, So foon the power of utterance recover; Like Milton, caft on evil times and tongues, My part required prodigious ftrength of lungs; One lonely female, thro' five acts to brave On Sorrow's ocean each tempestuous wave, With no kind pilot in the tragic storm, Where grief aflaulted me in every form, Thrown by our author on that hectic age Of lawless appetite, and bigot rage; I freely own the melancholy part Has left a mournful fomething at my heart; A foft regretting languor, quite unfit For this attempt, where chafte, yet ready wit, Should, like the lightning of thofe radiant eyes, Correct, delight, enliven, and furprise. Wild are my numbers, and my feelings quick, Nor have I yet acquired one play-houfe trick: But fure the hearer will vouchfafe to blend, Nay, lofe the critic in the generous friend, In Friendship's caufe a volunteer I came, Intreating pity, yet fubmit to blame; And tho' a stranger to dramatic lore, I but prefume to tremble on this floor. Yet the great motive which infpires my heart, Might to a Siddons fome new charms impart, Extend her fame, if wider it can ipread, And add the faireft laurel to her head. Away then, fear, defpondency, and doubt, My better angels drive fuch traitors out; Command our labours, and let your defire Forbid that Ruffel fhould again expire. The dragon cenfure's wakeful eye-lids steep, Create and lengthen the dread moniter's fleep, While we the harveft of his flumbers reap; So fhall the author find this honour'd piece, And your protection prove a golden fleece. PROLOGUE By novelty all rivalship to fmother. I am an author, too; my name is Bayes; A comedy in rhyme! the thought's not new: As the piece ftands, no critic could endure it. EPILOGUE To THE TWO CONNOISSEURS. A you've feen a in S manners alter with the varying times, } Where wit-where moral, all in metre flows- There's nought fo damning as a profing poet. To Mr. HAYLEY'S Comedy in Rhyme, called For fure our little army foon mult yield, THE TWO CONNOISSEURS. Written by Mr. COLMAN, Spoken by Mr. Willon, in the character of Bayes. UR manager, long fince a connoiffeur, LOND. Mac. Sept. 1784. lure. When Drury's mighty monarch takes the field, Where crape and fables deaden all the scene, Oh! had fuch mighty forrows fill'd my mind! Where wit and argument for ever jar, Such are the novelties whofe force engage, *The gentleman who performed the character of Hubert, in Dr. Stratford's Lord Ruffell, attempted to quiet the tumult of mirth which his appearance always excited, by the following addrefs: "Ladies and Gentlemen, I beg leave to tell you that we are but volunteers in the fervice, and if you don't choofe to hear us, we can depart." LITERARY ARTICLE REVIE W. LXXX. ANECDOTES of the Ruffian Empire; in a Series of Letters, written a few Years ago from St. Petersburgh. 8vo. Cadell. (Concluded from Vol. II. page 324.) THE numerous claffes of new publications, and the fmall portion of our magazine which is allotted to the Literary Review, has obliged us to defer the conclufion of our account of this entertaining volume to the prefent number. We fhall now finish this article: LETTER XXs Contains an account of the funeral of the Princefs Kurakin, the ceremony of which Mr. Richardfon reprefents as being very folemn, though the loudnefs of the lamentations was fuch as to destroy the pleafing melancholy which fuch fights ought to produce. LETTER XXI. Exhibits a tranflation of the hymn chaunted at the afpafmus, or laft embrace of the princefs. It was written originally in Greek, by the famous Joannes Damafcenus, and tranflated from him, for the use of the Ruffian church, into the Sclavonian dialect. It is curious, as, indeed, is every part of the defcription of the funeral ce remony. LETTER XXII. Gives us an account of a poor library belonging to the Academy, and of fome relics of Peter the Great. LETTER XXIII. Contains an admirable tranflation of a German poem, intituled Abiran, or the Victim of fancied Woe, which our readers cannot but remember to have feen, in the poetical department of our magazine for February laft, Vol. II. p. 127. LETTER XXIV. Journal of the weather for fifty-five days during the winter 1769-79. LETTER XXV. Account of a comet, which was feen in Ruffia, in the year 1769, with an account of fome other comets. This is an ingenious and entertaining letter. LETTER XXVI. Prefents us with a defcription of the famous equeftrian ftatue of Peter the Great, and of the rock intended for the pedestal. LETTER XXVII. Imitations of fome German fables, which will have a place in fome future number of our magazine. LETTER XXVIII, to Letter XXXIV. Contains fome very curious and interefting accounts of the state of the Ruffians, as well peafants as men of rank, with reflections on their government, modes of punishment, and on their national character. In these feven letters our ingenious author has difplayed great infight into the human heart, and evinced no common share of obfervation. We lament that our confined confined limits will not permit us to tranfcribe the whole of them- we must content ourselves with referring our readers to the book. LETTER XXXV. Contains fome verfes on the death of a nightingale. LETTER XXXVI. Account of goods exported from St. Petersburgh in 1 1769, by 326 English ships, and 247 of other nations. Thefe commodities coft at firft above 6,964,504 roubles. LETTER XXXVII. Contains an account of the abdication of Victor Amadeus, King of Sardinia, in the year This curious and interefting 1730. narrative was tranflated from the Italian, by a friend of Mr. Richardfon. LETTER XXXVIII. Defcription of the Hofpodar or Prince of Wallachia, who was taken prifoner by the Ruffians, at the reduction of Chotzim. He was reftored to his dominions at the peace, but as he was fufpected of having proved falfe to the Sultan, our readers will not be furprised to hear that he was foon after aflaffinated in his palace. LETTER XXXIX. Contains anecdotes of the battle of Kahul, and of the Count Romanzow, who defeated the Vizir and the grand Turkish army. The following anecdotes deferve tranfcription: "The count's earlieft paffion was the love of military glory: his fuperior understanding foon convinced him, that improvement in his profeffion could not, at that time, be obtained in Rufia; and his eagernels determined him to a measure which his perfeverance and addrefs enabled him to execute. He left his own country without the knowledge of his friends, and inlifted as a private foldier in the army of his Pruffian Majefty. Here he continued for fome time; was at length difcovered; received promotion fuited to his rank; and did not return to Ruffia but in obedience to the commands of his fovereign. This anecdote receives fome confirmation from an expreflion in a letter from Romanzow to the British ambaffador, delivered by a Scotch officer who had been recommended to him by his lordship, and who ferved with dutinguished honour to himself as a voluntier in the Ruffian army. Of that letter, written originally in French, the following is an extract: I contefs I have always been ambitious of having the good opinion of your nation. I had much intercourfe with the natives of your country in my youth; and I reckon among them many particular friends. Befides, the obligations I owe to the late Marefchal Keith, that is to fay, all the knowledge I have in my profeffion, and confequently all my fortune, fhall make me, on all occafions, ardently defire to render justice to the merit of Englishmen. It is a fort of retribution; and the worthieft incenfe I am capable of offering to the manes of that great man.” LETTER XLI. In this letter, we find the following defcription of his Royal Highness Prince Henry of fent King, who was then on a vifit to Pruffia, the famous brother of the prethe Emprefs of Russia. Prince Henry of Pruffia is one of the most celebrated generals of the prefent age. So great are his military talents, that his brother, who is not apt to pay compliments, fays of him-that in commanding an army he was never known to commit a fault. This, however, is but a negaglory of fuperior genius, which, though capable tive kind of praife. He referves to himfelf the of brilliant achievements, is yet liable to unwary mittakes; and allows him no other than the praife of correctnefs. To judge of him by his appearance, fhould form no high estimation of his abilities. But the Scythian ambaffadors judged in the fame manner of Alexander the Great. He is under the middle fize; very thin; he walks firmly enough, or rather ftruts, as if he his air or geiture. He is dark-complexioned; wanted to walk firmly; and has little dignity in and he wears his hair, which is remarkably thick, clubbed, and dreffed with a high toupee. His forehead is high; his eyes large, with a little quint; and when he fmiles, his upper lip is drawn up a little in the middle. His look exprefles fagacity and obfervation; but nothing very amiable: and his manner is grave and stiff rather him, in a light blue trock, with filver frogs; and than affable. He was dreifed, when I firft faw He is wore a red waistcoat, and blue breeches. not very popular among the Ruffians; and accordingly, their wits are difpofed to amufe themfelves with his appearance, and particularly with his toupee. They fay he refembles Samplon; that all his strength lies in his hair; and that, confcious of this, and recollecting the fate of the fon of Manoah, he fuffers not the nigh approaches of any deceitful Dalilah.” The letter clofes with a humourous defcription of a masquerade, and bril liant firework. LETTER XLII. Prefents us with an account of the confecration of the waters. This ceremony is as follows: "A pavilion, fupported by eight pillars, under which the chief part of the ceremony was performed, was erected on the Moika, a ítream which enters the Neva between the winter palace and the Admiralty. On the top was a gilded figure of St. John; on the fides were pictures of our Saviour, reprefented in different fituations; and within, immediately over the hole which was cut through the ice into the water, was fufpended the figure of a dove. The pavilion was furrounded with a temporary fence of fitbranches; and a broad lane from the palace was defended on each fide in a fimilar manner. This paffage, by which the proceffion advanced, was covered with red cloth. The banks of the river, Ff2 |