A Memoirs of the Life and Writings of POETRY, ers CD Bn THE RESOLUTION. BY W. MAXWELL. ¥ said to my heart, it is time To leave off thy follies at last, For past is thy flourishing prime, Thy flourishing prime—it is past! And chang’d are the fanciful skies, Once rosy with Love and Desire, Yon star, and these shadows (hat rise— They say it is time to retire. Liove chain’d fe a while to her bower, As blooming as bower could bg, Where beauty with magical power, ~~ Sat smiling—too lovely for me. a gazed on ber languishing eye, And felt the wild throb of her breast, ‘But she left me, she left me to sigh; And what had become of my rest. Next pleasure seduc’d with her song, "Her song was ted sweet for my ear, Unheeding I mix’d with her throng; "Too merty to think or to fear, She gave, and I drank of her bowl, Nor knew what was lurking within ; Twas madness, “twas death to my soul; The chalice was poison’d with sin. i "Then {ame blew her trurapet aloud : And ty heart beat to arms at the sound And I rush’d with the daring and proud, Till my brow with her laurel was crown’d But sad was the wreath that I won, For it fever’d my temple with pain, 1 felt that my heart Was undone, And I sigh’d for sweet slumbers again, But ReL1610x now found mie estray, All languid and fainting with carey She rais’d me at once as 1 lay, And sav’d me from cruel despair; 4 Oh quit this dark valley of wo,” She said, with a whisper of love. + Ifyou would be happy below, Set your heart upon heaven above.” Farewell | now ye Passions of earth ! Too little, too base for my heart ! Ye have led me estray from my birth; It is time for you now to depart! 1 have wasted the fairest and best Of those days that my Maker has given Then oh ! let me husband the rest Henceforth Ilive only to Heaven, a .— BENJAMIN FRANKLIN. It is amusing to observe the continued efforts Gf the British borough-mongers and Mministeralists, to undervalue and depreciate this country; and every thing connected with it. This conduct proves, that while they affect to hold ug in contempt, they are, in reality; writhing under the tortures of jealousy. They admit that America has produced some great men, but modestly attribute it to their direct British descent ; as if nothing gond or great could possibly originate from any: but a British source. The arrogance and ridiculous vanity of John Bull have made hima laughing stock throughout the world ; and we believe the time is rapidly approathing, when his dis- gusting sclf-conceit will draw down upon his head the contempt it so richly merits The writer declares, that as we live among Indians, we shall shortly acquire their cus- toms and habits, and become Indians also. By the same rule, the savages from our lakes, who are now amusing the London cockneys with their yells and warwhoops; will return to this country polite and ac. complished. Englishmen! For the sake! of the Indians; however, we hope it will be otherwise ; as’ the exchange of their frank and simple habits for British duplici- ty and egotism, would be to them a most unfortunate occurrence. The following is the article to which we allude. It is from the London Evening Fost of March 13, 1818, LBost. Par, —— {ther her inhabitants descend from their {pressing on them, God has, by the gentle BENJAMIN FRANKLIN. reader’s time to occupy a moment of it mn tal place of his birth. His immediate pro genitor was English, and his education, his intellectual organization and even his phy siognomical character, were entirely so. How little amidst such circumstances; must be the influence of mere place of birth {when affecting a single individual, or a sin- ole generation, every naturalist knows With regard, therefore, to Franklin and the few other great men whom America could once boast, we unhesitatingly say, that she owes their greatness to English organization and Enghsh blood. With a more extended population, she can now boast of but few illustrious men; the fur British origin, the less will they retain of the. British, and the more will they acquire of that Indian character which the all pow- ful influence of climate, is unceasingly } and insensible influence of climate, given to the African, amidst his burning sands, tha This is the first volume of a series, in- {tended fo conclude the works of this cele {brated politician and philosopher, dnd ar {the same time to contain a great proportion; {of original and highly interesting matter grom his pen. It would be a waste of our lauding the first authentic publication of the works of Franklin. He was an Eudyou? «Four, sir,