O Liberty! can Man resign thee? Once having felt thy gen'rons flame Can dungeons, bolts, and bars, confine thee? Or whips thy noble spirit tame? Too long the world has wept bewailing That falsehood's dagger tyrants wield; But freedom is our sword and shield, And all their arts are unavailing. To arms, &c. "I consider woman as a beautiful, romantic animal, that may be adorned with furs and feathers, pearls and diamonds, ores and silks. The lynx shall cast its skin at her feet, to make her a tippet; the peacock, parrot, and swan, shall pay contributions to her muff; the sea shall be searched for shells, and the rocks for gems; and every part of nature furnish out its share towards the embellishment of a creature that is the most consummate work of it." TATLER. Philosophers have speculated in vain on many of the phenomena of nature, searching for causes and rules of operation, but turning away from the investigation at last, with a humbling sense of the inadequacy of human power to measure the secrets of creation. With very much the same perplexity which has clouded the brain of the meteorologist, when after watching with fruitless patience the clouds, the weather-cock, the moon, the barometer and the weather-house, he finds himself farther than ever from a conclusion, with similar feelings, we say, have we repeatedly abandoned our search after the occult laws and secret principles which govern the changes of fashion, and as often |