million more, that the picture not only of the bleeding land alluded to, but of OUS THAN VICTORY. The greater part, however, of these Gleanings, being written on lefs local, and, of course, more comfortable, because more humane subjects-the beauties of nature and of art-will lofe nothing of their interest, by being thus "mixed with bafer matter;" for fuch war muft ever be confidered, whether flushed with conqueft, or humbled by defeat. The utility, indeed, of such observations, as are defigned to "Guide the traveller on his way," and affift him, in the article of expence, &c. &c. muft, of course, be practically suspended, till "Grim-vifag'd War has smooth'd his wrinkled front." 6 For, 1 For, while every path abroad is clogged with blood, it is to be prefumed that few, even of those who are difpofed to quarrel with their country, will, uncalled by duty, forfake that happy land, in whose bosom, amidst all their discontent, they ftill find a SECURE AND PEACEFUL HOME. On a return to that peaceful home, after looking for fo long a time on its turbulent contrast in other lands, the Gleaner hefitates not to confefs, that he felt all the ardour of a Briton, and, amidst the laudable enthufiafm of that character, woo'd once more the Mufe of Sympathy, to pay her honeft tribute to the country, which, in comparison of others, he found, literally, what that Mufe had called it, "Th' afylum of the fuffering earth." With the facred effufions then, that, on this conviction, flowed from his grateful heart, he fhall Sympathy, a poem, |