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"Come, Pity, come! by Fancy's aid,
E'en now my thoughts, relenting maid,
Thy temple's pride design:

Its southern site, its truth complete,
Shall raise a wild enthusiastic heat,
In all who view thy shrine.

There Picture's toil shall well relate
How chance, or hard involving fate,

O'er mortal bliss prevail:

The buskin'd muse shall near her stand,

And sighing, prompt her tender hand,

With each disastrous tale.


THE intelligence of Montauban having, with a party of his brave followers, been taken prisoners by the enemy, was soon known at Turin, and almost universally



Even count Anselmo, al though highly exasperated against him, felt, in common with every true patriot, the sincerest concern for the loss of the services of this gallant soldier; he therefore acquainted the senate, that, if with their permission, he would send a ransom of considerable magnitude to the enemy, to obtain the release of Albert de Montauban.

At the period we last took leave of Anselmo, he was enshrined within the gloomy walls of a state prison; now, however, the duke of Savoy having arrived at Turin, and in consideration of his former exalted station, he experienced some alleviation of the rigid decree of the senate under which he was confined, by being permitted to return to his own mansion, and there to remain until the day of trial; at which time, the count was informed, he would be publicly arraigned with having been concerned in the murder of the late general c 6.


De Montauban; advising him, therefore, to be active in preparing for his defence, as the proofs of his knowledge, and participation in that horrid transaction, were too feasible to admit of much doubt.

The residence of Anselmo was strictly guarded by soldiers; and the two officers who took him into custody were in constant attendance on his person. Signior Rodolphus, who was now in Turin, and officiating in the very department of the state lately so honourably filled by count Anselmo, was the only one permitted to visit him at this humiliating juncture.

For this favour the count addressed a letter to the duke of Savoy, returning his royal highness the most grateful thanks for such an indulgence; expressing himself on the subject in the following sentence: For what is so dear to the heart of man in adversity, as the society of a true friend p" and in continuing, with increasing warmth, to expatiate on the act of grace bestowed, said, "Friendship,


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my noble master, I consider to be the healing balm, derived to us from our first parents, to soften the evils they unhappily brought on human kind. Invaluable, therefore, is the gift; it has ever been my leading star; and although the clouds of misfortune press hard upon me, yet does the etherial flame burn with undiminished ardour in my breast." Referring to that part of the letter which recommended an active defence in order to save his life, the count wrote in answer, "I have none to make-I rest alone for justice on my general character-the part I have acted on this great theatre of the world as a man, and, I hope, a Christian. My life is of the least concern I have existed long enough to know this truth, that I must resign it at one time or another. With this impression on my mind, I have endeavoured so to prepare myself, for that common event which alike attends on all, as to procure a pardon, not here, but hereafter;

which I hope alone to obtain from the mercies and intercessions of our blessed Redeemer! It is, therefore, an everlasting defence, my royal sire, that I am employed in-not on one of sublunary interest. I contemn the very idea of itso unworthy the name of an Anselmo. What! to become the vaunting herald of my own praise! to beg that which is not worth the keeping-a longer space of time to my mortal career! Were I thus to act, the spirits of my glorious ancestors would rise from their graves to reproach me for my imbecility, and for ever brand me with the name of coward.

"If silence will condemn, therefore, most surely I shall be its victim. To posterity I leave my cause-they must be its counsellors. When this hand, which now guides the unerring pen, shall be withering in the dust, I look forward with hope, that all private animosities, all public enemies to my repose when living, will then be at rest,


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