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infifted upon by the right honourable Mover had taken to draw from the Rajah the extra of the question.

fupplies of money and troops; and read exOn the first of these branches it would be tracts froin the several minutes of the Council preposterous to assert that there could exift a Board at Calcuita, in which the Members had government without a power to command acceded to the demand of the five lacks for resources in the time of exigency: All go three years; and even Mr. Francis himself vernments in the world, whether despotic or had

gonc so far as to give his consent to fine limited, muft of necelli y posless such power. the Rajah in one lack, as a punishment for The history of our own country, under the having neglected to comply with such defeudal system, was a striking instance of it. mand. Nay, further, that Mr. Francis had Without such a power indeed, no regular actually, in the first instance, given his congovernment could exift.

sent to threaten the Rajah with military exeAs to the second head, the constitution of cution, if he made any further excuse or deAgatic principalities; it appeared to him Jay, with this proviso, that “ he hoped the that the land of the country, by a sort of threat would be sufficient." This Mr. Pitt feudal shackle, was bound to answer every urged was fairly recognizing the power, alcall which the Nabob, Rajah, or Prince (by though the blamé was now entirely thrown whatever title he was dittinguilhed) should upon Mr. Hastings. Having thus made out make upon the owners; nay, it was even a the two positions, viz. the right of calling for question in India, whether the Zemindar had the aids in question, and the propriety in doany natural righe to the soil, or whether he ing it; he ihen traced Mr. Hastings step by and all his under tenants were not considered step, until he arrived at the city of Benares, merely in the light of stewards to the Nabob with the avowed intention of enforcing comunder whom they held.

pliance to his demands. He did not mention these circumstances by And here he came to the most painful part way of giving the least approbation of them ; of the task imposed upon him by the duty that but he must reason upon the state of India in he owed to the cause of Justice. the situation in which it REALLY was, and Mr. Hastings knew, when he departed from not what it ought to be. In this view of Calcutta, ali che circumstances that had atthe constitution, and the tenure on which the tended the Rajah's delay. He therefore left Rajah held, it was evident that Mr. Hastings, that place with a full determination of insiston behalf of the India Company, might law- ing upon his demands being complied with, fully call upon him for allistance whenever and with no OTHER INTENTION whatever. pecellity required it. He then adverted to Nothing new happened on his passage, except che third head, namely, The agreement be- that the Rajah met him, and made the most I ween Sujah ul Dowlah and Mr. Hastings, on humble submission -a fubmiflion, which, by the one part, and Cheyt Sing on the other. the way, showed the inferior condition in

Herc he entered into a variciy of forcible which he considered himself. When Mr. and ingenious arguments to shew, that altho' Hastings arrived at Benares, without taking by the agreement in question, a certain annual any preparatory feps, he determines to fine sum was stipulaied, after payment of which him 50 lacks, (about half a million) and arthe Rajah was not to be called upon; yet this rested him in his palace, in order to enforce was to be considered as a fort of peace esta immediate payment. Here it was, that the

blishment, and by no means precluded Mr. transaction affected Mr. Hastings-allowing · Hattings from calling for auxiliary aid, when him every merit in the previous transactions,

the ueccility of the einpire demanded a gence and exculpating him entirely from any crimes ral exertion. In order fully to clear up this on that score. Yet this was such a bieach of point, he entered at large into the manner in faith such a cruel oppression, such a heavy which the territory of Benares became in the exaction and upon the whole, a conduct lo possession of Cheye Sing, by m:ans of Bulwant cruel, unjust, and oppreslive, that it was imSing, his father, -Here the Hon. Gentleman possible, he, as a man of honour or honcfty, evinced a thorough and compleat knowledge or having any regard to faith and conscience, of his subject ; and very clearly proved, that could any longer rehilt; and therefore he had the tenure by which he beld, was entirely fully satisfied his conscience, That Warren fubordinate, and therefore liable to all those Hallings had been guilty of such enormities sefraints incident to such Stuations in India. and misdemeanors, as constituted a crime As an auxiliary argument to support this opi- sufficient to call upon the justice of the House nion, he lhewed, chat at a period when War- to impeach him. -A great cry from all parts ren Hastings had propoled io make the Rajah of the House, hear ! hcar! hear !--- Mr. Pitt Dowlah entirely independent, under a con- then went into several particulars of the subfideration that it would strengthen his hands, fequent conduct of Mr. Haltings, and excula he was opposed by a majority of the Council, paied him froin any charge. and in parucular by Mr. Francis.

The above is only a faint idea of the won. Having thus cleared his ground, he next derful display of oratory, sound sense and adverted to she several iteps that Mr. Hanings sonhbility which Mr. Pitt displayed upon this interesting' occasion; and to which nothing acceded to Mr. Pitt's opinion, that Mr. Hallo but want of room should prevent us from at- ings was impeachable for having wantonly and tempting to do justice.

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unnecessarily exercised an arbitrary and crud Mir. Dempster agreed with the last Hoc authority over the Rajah. nourable Speaker in all but his conclusion. He Lord Mulgrave, Mr. Grenville, Mr. Powys was confident that Mr. Hastings' motives and Mr. Piit replied to each odhet, but adwere pure ; that we owed the preservation of duced nothing new; wben at Half aftur an empire to his exertions.

Twelve the Gallery was cleared, aod the Lord Mulgrave, Mr. Grenville, Mr. Van- Committee divided, fittart, Col. Phillips, and Major Scoli, lup- Ayes for the motion ported Mr. Hastings.


79 Mr. Powys thanked God that the Minister had declared himself in so honourable and

Majority 39 manly a manner ; but at the same time he for IMPEACHING Mr. HASTINGS of besaw him stand alone; his friends avowed the ing GUILTY of HIGH CRIMES and MIS arbitrary principle which was so jully and DEMEANORS, in his Conduct to the RAhonestly reprobated by the Minister. He then JAH of BENARES.




But since my Stella's angel charms Written at Midnight, by WM.PARSONS, Esq.

Have fillid my soul with soft alarms;

Sadly I waste the night in fighs, Now ebon shades obscure the room,

And no kind numbers close mue eyes. And no kind rays the scene illume, Oh come ! diffuse thine influence bland, Save through the pane in languid streams Steal on my sense with downy hand; The wan moon lheds her yellow beams, And, Morpheus, on thy friendly wing With chequer'd radiance decks the ground, Some sweetly-soothing vifion bring. And gently gilds the gloom around,

I ask not dreams of high renown, At this lone hour, when midnight reigus The Poet's wreath, or Monarch's crown, With filence o'er the twilight plains,

Or to deform the fancied plain While drowsy birds forget to sing,

With clouds of smoke, and bills of lain; No echoes in the forest ring;

Far, far, such awful forms remove No zephyr through the valley blows,

From him who only thinks of love: But all is hulh'd in deep repose ;

But bear me to some vernal scene, Shall I alone sad vigils keep,

Empurpled mead, or alley green, Why dost thou fly me, gentle sleep?

Where o'er fam'd Arno's gentle tide O'ercome with toil, the cottag'd swain The dark pines wave their umbrage wide, Is sure thy partial (miles to gain ;

And bring my Stella to my mind, On hardy bed nutitretch'd he lies,

Ah! bring her fair and bring her kind! And ready Numbers close his eyes. L'en * the poor sea boy on the matt

Thou deign'st to lock in fetters fast,
Tho'round him blows the whistling gale,

By - MERRY, Esq.
And rattling shrouds his ears affail.
Nor dost thou to the Nave refuse


PEACE to yonder tumult rude, 'The balm of thine oblivious Jews;

That bursts upon my fo!itude ; He, yielding to thy welcome away,

And mingles with the storm afar, Flies from his tyrant far away,

The frantic ravings of despair ; Escapes the scourge and galling chains, While thro' the dreary deep of air And temporary freedom gains.

Thy fatal voice is heard, o blood-stain'd war! Lo! where with weight of sorrows prest, Yes, now the passions wildly rage, Pale Grief reclines and links to rest ;

And sadly gloo:n the human scene ; E'en pining Care forgets his woes,

Forgotten all the poet's page, And Pain to thee a respite owes.

His pensive joy and hour serene. Love only thou forsak'st, О Neep,

O hence, ye furious paffions, hence! Love only wakes and wakes to weep! But welcome to my longing arms, Once thou wert wont unfought to thed

Array'd in all thy sober charms, Thy peaceful poppies on my head ;

Mild tranquil Indolence! * Shakespeare's Henry IV.


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For much I love to view thy melting eye, The upland lawns, the Nadowy vales,
Thy wanton tresses careless fly,

Cool lucid streams and tepid gales,
The zoneless breast, the open grace,

And where the feather'd choirs around The vagrant undetermin'd pace,

Wanton amid the wilds of found. The aspect bland, the form benign,

Each baughty tyrant scorns tu cread
The winning air, and smile divine.

Thy simple puth, with flow'rs bespread.
Amid the filent noon of night,

He, too, whose sordid soul requires
When sailing on in lustre bright

Still to increase his daily heap, O'er pathless wilds, and mountains crear,

Who leaves th' unfriended race to weep, The pale moon throws her filver ray, Base, wretched victim to his own desires; Guiding the pilgrim's lonely way

Alas! his borom ne'er shall feel To where the convent's distant spires appear; The bliss thy radiant smiles bestow, O then thou lov'lt, at ease reclin'd,

When soft thy 'luring llumbers steal, With Contemplation by thy side,

And charm away the fense of woe. Where gently iteals the whisp'ring wind, But bright Content shall thee be near, And soft the ling'ring waters glide,

And oft, to catch the breeze, unfold To think, alas ! how short, how vain, Her waving locks of downy gold, The rich man's boalt, the poor man's woe !

And chase the rising tear. What madness to exult below,

Thore glowing Genius Thall in rapture muse, What folly to complain!

And round his holy rays diffue ;
See Hope's gay altars by fresh vot’ries drest, With comprehensive thought shall scan
The swarm of yesterday at rest !

The windings in the maze of man :
Those budding flow'rs their seasons gave, And thus with thee my limbs reclin'd,
Have prov'd the blossoms of the grave; Far from the world shall foar my mind.
And Death alike shall foon efface
The glories of the preļent race.

HORACE, Book II. ODE 16.
O goddess! wave thy lily hand,

Olium Divos, &c.
That meekly bears the magic wand,
To soothe the mental storm to rest !

And now Life's drops unrufled fow,

On board the Barrington in his Voyage from Nor burn with rage, nor chill with woe,

Bengal to England in 1785.
But all is sweet and tranquil in the breast :
Nought now the placid foul can move, Addressed to JOHN SHORE, Esq.
Save P.ty comes with tearful eye,

FOR ease the harrass'd seaman prays,
Or the fixt gaze of feeling love,
Or gentle Mercy's heart-felt figh.

The Cape's surrounding wave ;
Yet these will not difturb thy cell,

When hanging o'er the recf he lears For Echo's dirge-like notes, and clear,

The cracking mait, and sees or,
Shall oft inform thy liftning ear ;

Beneath, his watry grave.
With these the Virtues dwell.
And see the fleecy clouds transparent fly, For ease the nw Mabralla spoils,
Leaving serene the summer's sky:

And bardier Sie erratic toils, · And see gray evening's gloom appears,

Wbile both their ease forego ; While Nature melts in dewy tears.

For care, which neither gold can buy, O hither come, and bring with thee

Nor robes, nor gems, which oft b-lye
The rural nymph, Simplicity.

The cover'd heart, bestow.
Where Arno's waves uncertain flow,

For neither gold nor gems combin'd
Where rapid rolls the brighter Po,

Can heal the foul or suffering mind. Oft have I woo'd thee, goddess dear!

Lo! where their owner lies : To bless with ease my future days,

Perch'd on his couch Difteinper breithes, From censure far, or noisy praise.

And Care, like smoke, in turbid wreaths 0 máy thy clarion, Fame! fublime to bear,

Round the gay ceiling flies. Be ever to my senses mute: 'Tis true, the thrilling notes are strong,

He who enjoys, nor covets more,

The lands his father beld before,
Yet cannot charm like Pity's lute,
Nor Philomela's plaintive song.

Is of true bliss possess'd,

Ler but his mind unfetter'd tread
Beneath his courser's boundings fleet,
The laurell'd bero, as he goes,

Far as the paths of koowledge lead,
Tramples unseen full many a rose,

And wile, as well as bieít.
Nor heeds the perfume sweet. [way, No fears his peace of mind annoy,
But thou, indulgent power ! canst point the Loft printed lies his fame destroy,
Where all the milder pleasures stray,

Which labor d years have won;



Nor pack'd Committees break his rest, Touch'd by thy genial strains, the borom glows. Nor avarice sends him forth in quest Now smiles illume, now trickling tears dittain : Of climes beneath the sun.

This soothes to reft, that plants the thorny pain! Short is our span; then why engage

Here scenes of bliss, there rise unnumber'd In schemes for which man's transient age

woes! Was ne'er by Fate design'd?

Fair fav’rite of the Nive! those paths pursue, Why night the gifts of Nature's hand ? Which lead to Virtue's, Learning's bright What wanderer from bis native land

abode. E'er left himself behind ?

Thy modeft merit, unafTuming claim, The restless thought and wayward will,

Not Envy's canc'rous tooth Mall dare corrode. And discontent attend him ftill,

Still copy life : So Thall the portrait true, Nor quit him while he lives;

Its skilful artist crown with deathless Fame. At sea, care follows in the wind;

S, A, At land, it mounts the pad behind,

SONNET on leaving
Or with the post-boy drives.
He who would happy live to-day,

FAREWELL, bless'd seat of all my youth

ful hours ! Muit laugh the present ills away,

No more, alas ! I feel that calm delight, Nor think of woes to come ;

Which erst my willing footsteps did invite For come they will, or soon or late,

Thy winding (treams to trace, and woodland Since mix'd at best is man's estate,

bow'rs. By Heav'n's eternal doom.

For me no more shall joy thy Thades illume, To ripen'd age Clive liv'd renown'd, Peace, chearful Peace! within thy vales apWith lacks enrich’d, with honours crown'd,

pear. His valour's well-earn'd meed.

For ah ! this tortur'd bosom, wrung with care, Too long, alas ! he liv'd to hate

Conteni's (mouth image strives in vain t'assumc. His envied lot, and died too late,

Yet tho' far distant from thy rurıl plains, From life's oppression freed.

Where oft I've mark'd th' approach of peafire An early death was Elliott's doom ;

eve, I saw his opening virtues bloom,

When thy lov'd haunts fore'er, perhaps, I leave, And manly sense unfold,

Thy haunts endear'd by Philomel's sweet it rains; Too soon to fade. I bade the stone

Still Thall remembrance each known path Record his name, 'midtt * Hordes unknown, pursue, Unknowing it told.

And liveliest Fancy stamp the prospect true.

S. . To thee, perhaps, the Fates may give, I wish they may, in health to live,

G. W. to Miss A. B. on his leaving ENGLAND. Herds, flocks, and fruitful fields; Thy vacant hours in mirth to thine;

Comparison · The Heart and BEE-HIVE. With these, the muse already thine,

TITHIN the heart are various cells: Her present bounties yields. For me, O Shore, I only claim,

Thip dwells. To merit, not to seek for fame,

For ev'ry virtue there's a place, The good and just to please ;

That dignifies the human race. A state above the fear of want,

Sometimes, indeed, the Vices drive

The envied Virtues from their biye, Domestic love, heaven's choicest grant,

The drone Insensibility Health, leisure, peace and ease.

Invaces the cell of Sympathy ;

While the mors active wafpith train, SONNET, addressed to Miss SEWARD. Eager to seize the rich domain,

(Should Virtue feep) with poison'd dasti
HILST others waste the swiftly- Envenom all the honey'd parts.-

Specious without, but foul within,
'Mid the loose pleasures of a glittering ring, That artful, undermining fin,
Be thine, sweet songstress of the groves, to sing Hypocrisy, usurps the cell
The chaster transports of the humbler bower. Where plain Sincerity should dwell!

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* Mr. Elliott, (the brother of Sir Gilbert Elliott) died in October 1778, in his way to Nanpore, the capital of Moodgee Boona's dominions; being deputed on an embally to that Prince by the Governor General and Council. A monument was erected to his memory on the spot where he was buried; and the Mahrattas have fince built a town there, which is salled Elliott's Gunge, or Elliott's Town.

O, ever

That bade each sorrow from my soul remove, Banıth'd despair, and gave me peace and love.

Let each fond nymph and rustic (wain

Proclaim Amintor's faith and truth; Echo, each grove, and verdant plain,

The praises of the godlike youth !

Amintor, emblem of the Spring,

Diffuses bleflings all around ; No jealous pangs his bofom fting, No worthless deeds his conscience


O, ever dearest Maid ! beware The artful man who speaks you fair ! 'Twas congue of Guile, and heart of Gall, Infur'd the first weak female's fall: That Viper, base Ingratitude, Doth oft (alas ! too oft) intrude Into the Paradise decreed For mem'ry of a “ Friend in need." How happy, lovely Anna, you, To whom praise unalloyd is due. Your heart, most justly, charming Fair, We to the BEE-Hive may compare, Virtue its QUEEN, fole empress there! So sweetly have I known it fill’d, The honey from the lips distill'il. Of those small cells within the heart, Where ev'ry virtue reigns apart, It has by all been long confeft, Friendship’s is larger than the rest ; Or io expands, that numbers may Unenvied hold united sway ; While in the monarch Cupid's cell One favour'd guest alone can dwell. Since I, fair Anna, dare not aim To kindle in your heart Love's flame, Haply I may, without offence, To Friendíi ip's part make some pretence. O let me ever then remain Where Friendship holds her social reign; 'Till (the long years of absence v'er) “ Safe anchor'd on my native shore,'' Your sparkling eye and lips unfold, In language to be felt, not sold, Nor time nor absence could impair The traces of my image there. En Artois, Yune 16, 1786.

G, W.

Like Summer's heat his friendship glows,

Exempt from ev'ry sordid view ; By him the wretched find repose,

And future blissful scenes pursue.

His gen'rous and expanded mind,

The sweet abode of heart-felt peace, Like Autumn crowns the lab'ring hind,

And gives to industry increase.

When stealing Winter vents his rage,

Each earthly prospect to destroy, o blefs kind Heav'n! Amintor's age

With gleams of never-fading joy !


THE chiding Winter now resigns his reign,

And verdant Spring diffuses joy and

peace ! A thousand varied colours deck the plain, And nature's bloom bids warring paflions

ceare: The airy chori ters in wanton ringlets move, And grove, and mead, resounds with artless

tales of love!
In this soft season let me stray,

Far from the lawless feats of strife,
Where Peace and Virtue lead the way ;
Where Truth emits her chearing ray,

And innocence gives joy to life !
On some enameld bank reclin'd,

Where varied scenes euch sense delight,
Oft let me fealt my wand'ring mind,
And that sweet confolation find,

Which tells me ALL IS RIGHT.
But chief with gratitude my soul be fraught,
To Heaven be ev'ry ardent pray'r addrest,
To crown with joys, surpaffing human

thought, The hand--the kindly hand, which made

me bleft,

T W 1 L I G H T.
TEEK Twilight! (often the declining

And bring the hour my pensive spirit loves,
When o'er the mountain low descends the

That gives to filence the deserted groves.
Ab, let the happy court the morning fill,

When in her blooming loveliness array'd,
She bids fresh beauty light the vale or hill,

And rapture warble in the tuneful thade.
Sweet is the olour of the morning's flow'r,

And rich in melody her accents rise ;
But welcome is to me the softer hour
At which her blotfums close-her musick

For then, while Nature drops her weary

She wakes the tear its luxury to shed.

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