derived from the happiness of those around her, must have the effect by degrees of turning her mind from the memory of what she has lost to the contemplation of what still remains to her. Mrs. Windham and I regretted not a little the absence of Miss H- 9 as well on her account, if indeed on that account it was to be regretted, as from the consolation and aid which she might have afforded to Mrs. HHer own situation, left to herself, was in fact truly pitiable, though free from every sentiment of self-reproach, which people on such occasions are so apt to conceive, as having been absent by any want of prudence or foresight, or by any act which she could attribute to herself.

"Most deeply are we interested in the welfare of all that remains of the family, and have heard, therefore, with no small satisfaction, what I hope is a true representation of the present and probable future situation of your affairs. Mrs. Windham has forborne to write to Mrs. H knowing

that such a letter could convey nothing but what Mrs. Hwould feel already assured of, and depending upon my writing to you which she supposes me, indeed, to have done long since. I have been, in like manner, little anxious about writing, from a full conviction that you would never doubt for a moment how I felt upon this occasion, either with respect to your father, whom I loved and valued beyond most men I ever knew, or with respect to those whom he loved and valued; yourself, my dear Sir, in the first instance, whom I have always considered as the genuine representative of your father's virtues. Every sentiment of affection and attachment which the merits, as well as kindness, of each individual of your family claim so strongly from Mrs. Windham and myself, must be enhanced by the memory of what we felt for your father, and of what he proved so amply that he had the goodness to feel for us.

"With my mind full of such a subject, I cannot bring myself to touch on any other, and therefore can only request

you to receive and convey to Mrs. H and all your family, the assurance of our most affectionate regards, and to believe me to be, dear Sir,

"Your sincere and unalterable friend,

" W. WINDHAM."

The Writer of the foregoing Narrative is happy to avail himself of the permission which has been obligingly given to him by J. COURTENAY, Esq. (a gentleman with whom Mr. Windham maintained a long and valued friendship) to lay before the Reader the following

CONGRATULATORY

ADDRESSED TO

ODE,

WILLIAM WINDHAM, ESQ.

OF FELBRIGG, NORFOLK,

ON HIS RECOVERY FROM A DANGEROUS FIT OF ILLNESS,

* Mr. Windham had very lately distinguished himself by a

II.

Again, he'll shine in bloom of youth,
Endu'd with genius, science, truth ;
Fitted for Virtue's shrine:

Let the same skill + our WINDHAM save,

That snatch'd a GLO'STER + from the grave;
I'll sing its power divine.

III.

When anxious fears the mind deprest,
No festive mirth could touch the breast;
Slow mov'd the languid hours;

Of thee, my Friend, alone we speak,
While sorrow dims each pallid cheek,

And on each visage low'rs.

IV.

For you, the timid, blushing Maid,
With tend'rest wishes, fervent pray'd;

Love every accent wings:

But now she tunes her grateful voice,
And bids the vocal lyre rejoice,

While rapture wakes the strings.

wich, in support of the American War. He set off the night before from Mr. Sheridan's house, and just arrrived in time to attend the Meeting.

For an account of the illness from which Mr. Windham had recovered, see page 10 of the preceding Narrative. ED.

+ His Royal Highness the Duke of Gloucester, who had lately been attended by Dr. Jebb.

V.

Again, in social circles gay,.
Unrivall❜d talents you'll display,

While brilliant fancy glows;
And language, splendid and refin'd,
O'er your luxuriant, vivid mind

A double lustre throws.

VI.

O! born to bless the common weal;

To emulate a KEPPEL'S zeal,

In naval annals bright;

When each indignant sailor rav'd,
And Victory's signals vainly wav'd,
To call the recreant Knight.

VII.

Oft have I seen thy spirit rise,

Oft mark'd the lightning of thine eyes,
Along th' embattl❜d line;

Ardent, proud Freedom's sword to wield,

To lead her offspring to the field,

And like a HAMPDEN shine.

VIII:

Again, we'll turn the classic page,
Where Greece defies a Tyrant's rage,

And soars above controul;

Then Liberty her sons could charm,
Nerve every gallant Chieftain's arm,

IX.

TOWNSHEND, with quick sensations blest,
Will snatch you to a Soldier's breast,

By sacred ties ally'd ;

Who priz'd and lov'd thy noble Sire;
To all his fame sees thee aspire,

And feels a father's pride.

X.

Already see the Patriot Band,

By hope elated, press your hand,
And mutual welcomes blend;
From BURKE the tear of joy will start,
While SAVILLE* clasps you to his heart,
And CA'NDISH + hails his friend!

XI.

When Britain shall revere your name,
And plausive Senates spread your fame,

Unbought by paltry art 92

Still o'er your voice will truth preside,
And bold, indignant, manly pride
Sway your intrepid heart.

XII.

While long debates protract the night,
Marking Time's yawning, tedious flight,

In every languid eye;

Your wit the dullness shall illume,

As flames electric chase the gloom
That clouds a somb'rous sky.

* The late Sir George Saville. + Lord John Cavendish.