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A Question in Anatomy. By D. R.:

THE blood is faid to be conveyed from the ventricles of the heart

to all parts of the body by the arteries, and from thence back again by the veins. Query, when a limb is cut off, how does the blood communicate itself from the arteries to the veins.

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The BRITISH MUSE:

CONTAINING

Select Pieces from the most celebrated ENGLISH Poets, &c.
A Petition for WISDOM.

NTO thee, Wisdom, to thy facred fhade
I humbly bend, imploring of thy aid.
Minerva, gentle goddess, lend an ear
Unto thy wretched fuppliant's earneft prayer.
Some chufe for pleasure, riches gaudy train,
And think all bleffings are compris'd in gain.
Ambition fome with eager fury fires,

They know no joy but that which fame ac-
quires.

And fome there are whom gentler paffions

move,

That think all happiness depends on love.
These transports; all a vifionary scene,
That are to day; to-morrow that have been
Are gone and past. Oh may we not despise
The world, and all its tranfitory joys!
Yet there is one, one bleffing that I crave,
The only one that I defire to have;
O grant me that! an empire o'er my mind,
A foul that not to temporal life confin'd
May fly at large, to wifdom's fearch re-
fign'd.

That in purfuit of knowledge e'er employ'd,
Can never of itself be pall'd and cloy'd:
Like the fick mind that with more trifling

toys,

And various change of momentary joys,
Fatigued and spent it wishes on the
years,
And finks in fpleen beneath imagin'd cares.
But he that is with perfect knowledge bleft,
That is of wisdom's facred gem-poffest,
Wishes each moment back as time rolls on
To improve his mind, a tafk which ne'er is
done.

The only foother to a human breast,
Whenever with misfortunes it's oppreft,
Is wifdom's aid, that teaches us to know,
This tranfient life is but one scene of woe.
And when we through this trackless path have
run,

After our journey through this maze is done,
Eternal happiness we e'ermore fhall have,
If we fpend well the talents that were gave.
Then grant me wisdom to direct my course,
Wisdom to know; and to repel with force
All the impatient fallies of my youth,
That I may live in uprightness and truth.

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A Morning Hymn.
OD of my life, this early dawn
I dedicate to thee:

As thou hast been, fo may'ft thou still,
My kind protector be.

2.

When cover'd by the midnight gloom,

And veil'd in fhades of night;
Thou, Lord, my wathful guardian was,
And kept me in thy fight.
3.

The curtains of Almighty love

Were drawn around my bed;
And while I flept, thy providence
Its bleffings on me fhed.

4.
Thy love deferves my best returns
Öf gratitude and praise;
And while I live, I fhall delight
To thee my voice to raise.

5.

Bless God, my foul, whose power divine
Has thy protection been;
Who has thy life fecur'd from ills,
Which were by thee unseen.
6.

As each return of day declares
The greatness of thy love;

So may each day my thanks renew,
And gratitude improve.

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And may I carefully purfue
Whatever is juft and right,
That I may always be approv'd,
In my Creator's fight.

K. T.

An Infcription on a Tomb.
Nmark'd by trophies of the great and vain.
Here fleeps in filent tombs a gentle train,
No folly waifted their paternal store,

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No guilt, no fordid av rice made it more;

By your Jacks, your Jews, and your Turks With honeft fame, and fober plenty crown'd,

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The Maid that is made for Love and me. Set by Comte de St. German.

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Who joys to hear the fighs fincere ; Who melts to fee the tender tear : From each ungentle paffion free,

O be the maid that's made for me.

3.

2.

Even he, whofe life is uncorrupt,

And ne'er from virtue does depart; Who ever with right reason acts,

And truth flows from his upright heart.

3.

Whofe heart with gen'rous friendship glows; He, who is never meanly wont
Who feels the bleffings fhe bestows:
Gentle to all, but kind to me,

Be fuch the maid that's made for me.

4.

Whofe fimple thoughts devoid of art,
Are all the natives of her heart:
A gentle train from falfhood free;
Be fuch the maid that's made for me.
5.

Avaunt, ye light coquets, retire
Where flatt'ring fops around admire;
Unmov'd, your tincel charms I fee,
More genuine beauties are for me,

Pfalm XV. imitated.

1.

Gracious Lord, what living man

Thy throne beatify'd fhall fee?

Or who afcend thy holy hill,
And reft to all eternity?

His neighbours tender name to ftain ☛ Who knows not how to do amifs,

Nor flanders in his breaft retain.
4.

He, who thinks humbly of himself,
And cultivates a lowly mind;
Efteeming high the faithful few
Like him unto their Lord refign'd.
5.

He, who does innocently fwear,
And facredly his oath obferve;
But never disappoints his friend,
His own advantages to serve.

6.
He who doth not his riches lend
Unto that canker úfury,

Nor robs the innocent, himfelf
Shall ne'er deftroy'd and ravish'd fee.

Eugenio

To the Proprietors of the UNIVERSAL MAGAZINE.

GENTLEMEN,

The Reputation, which the late Poet Mr. Thompson has merited by his ex cellent Compofitions, might be fufficient to recommend his pofthumous Tragedy of Coriolanus: But as every Reader may not have Leifure to confider this Part of his Labour for the Entertainment and Inftruction of the Public, I beg Leave to publish the following Remarks on it, by the univerfal Channel of your Magazine, who am yours, &c. SAPPHO. Remarks on Mr. Thompson's Tragedy of Coriolanus: With a curious Reprefentation of the fame engraved in Copper.

R. Thompson intending, as I prefume, to correct the unnatural attempts of bafe minds, who are ready to facrifice their country to a private refentment, or to their own infatiable ambition, forewarns them of the miferable end of fuch Trayters, by producing upon the ftage the real character, certain hiftory, and tragical end, of the Roman General Caius Marcius Coriolanus.

In the confufions, which the change of government in the Roman ftate, firft from Monarchy to Ariftocracy, and at laft to Democracy, railed; the Volfci, a neighbouring people, and envious of the grandeur of Rome, refolved to attempt its ruin, and to

ferve themselves of its inteftine broils. They invaded the Roman territories but were as often repulfed by the Romans; who, feeing their country attacked, had wifdom and honefty enough to lay afide and stifle all private pique and animofities for the prefent, and to unite against the common enemy.

It was in these wars that the Hero of this drama obtained the triumphant furname of Coriolanus, who was an eminent Patrician, and Commander under the Conful Cominius at the fiege of Corioli, the capital of the Volfci: where, obferving that the troops detached by the Conful to fcale the walls were repulfed in their first attack, and

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