The New-York Weekly Magazine, or Miscellaneous Repository / Forming an Interesting Collection of Original and Select Literary Productions in Prose and Verse

by Unknown

MARRIED,

On Monday the 28th ult. at Smith Town (L.I.) by the Rev. Mr. Hart, Mr. Elkanah Smith, merchant, of this city, to Miss Mary Arthur, of that place.

On Tuesday evening last, by the Rev. Dr. Moore, Mr. James Parkin, to Mrs. Rebecca Clarkson, both of this city.

At Boston, on the 11th inst. by the Rev. Dr. Thacher, Ezekiel Brush, Esq. merchant of New-York, to Miss Sally Shattuck, daughter of Wm. Shattuck, Esq. of that place.

METEOROLOGICAL OBSERVATIONS.

From the 20th ult. to the 10th inst.

	Thermometor observed at				Prevailing winds.		OBSERVATIONS on the WEATHER.
	6, A.M. 3, P.M.				6.	3.	6.	3.
Nov.	deg.	100	deg.	100
20	54	75	55		ne.	do.	cloudy high wind	rain
21	48	50	52	25	e.	do.	foggy light wind	do. do.
22	46	50	45		ne.	do.	cloudy rain	do.
23	36		36	50	nw.	do.	clear lt. wind	do. high wd.
24	30	50	35	50	nw.	do.	clear lt. wind	do. do.
25	28	50	32		w.	do.	clear lt. wind	do. do.
26	22	50	29		w.	do.	clear lt. wind	do. do.
27	21	50	27		w.	nw.	clear high wind	do. do.
28	25	33	75		w.	sw.	clear lt. wind	cloudy do.
29	27	50	37		n.	nw.	clear lt. wind	do. high do.
30	33		40	50	sw.	nw.	clear high wind	do. do.
Dec. 1	29	75	29	50	sw.	nw.	cloudy light wind	do. do.
2	22	50	32	50	n.	do.	cloudy light wind	do. do.
3	30	75	37		n.	w.	clear light wind	clear do.
4	32		37	50	sw.	w.	cr. h. wd.	cloudy lt. wind
5	36		44		w.	do.	clear high wd.	do. do.
6	36		45	75	w.	do.	rain light wind	do. do.
7	35	50	84		nw.	se.	snow 3 inches deep
8	28	50	31		nw.	do.	clear light wind	do. do.
9	26	50	33		nw.	do.	clear light wind	do. do.
10	29		34		w.	do.	cloudy light wind	do. do.

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[ RESULTS OF METEOROLOGICAL OBSERVATIONS.]

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FOR NOVEMBER 1796.

Mean temperature		of the thermometer		at sun-rise	38	74
Mean	do.	of the	do.	at 3 P.M.	45	60
Do.	do.	for the whole month			42	34
Greatest monthly range between the 19th and 27th					35	25
Do.	do. in 24 hours			the 17	21	50
Warmest day the				19	56	75
Coldest do. the				27	21	5

It rained a little, or rather misted four days.
14	Days it was clear at	sun-rise, and 3 o’clock
8	Do. it was cloudy at	do. do.
	Two days it was foggy
16	Do. the wind was light at	do. do.
4	Do. the do. was high at	do. do.
23	Do. the wind was to the Westward of north andsouth.
7	Do. the do. was to the Eastward of do. do.

The 9th, 10th, and 11th, the Atmosphere was darkened, with apparently thick smoke, which for most of the time, obscured almost the sun, and caused the sky to be very dark, a very uncommon phenomenon, and 8 days the Mercury at sunrise, was below the freezing point.

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For the New-York Weekly Magazine.

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LINES
ON THE LATE SCOTCH POET.

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“Full many a gem of purest ray serene,

“The dark, unfathom’d caves of ocean bear;

“Full many a flow’r is born to blush unseen,

“And waste its sweetness on the desart air.”

Gray.

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The brightest rays of genius fail

To guard its sons from earthly grief,

Wisdom alas! can naught avail,

Or to the suff’rer yield relief.

The sons of Genius hapless race,

To often are the sons of woe;

The dreary path of want they trace,

Or to the grave unheeded go.

Such, Burns, was thy unhappy fate,

Such the reward of worth like thine;

The muse deplores thine humble state,

Which thy bright talents could confine.

Offspring of nature—self-taught Bard,

Thy memory respect commands:

And though on earth thy lot was hard,

Thy shade th’ applauding lay demands.

To thee, the muses lov’d to bring,

The sweets of Poetry refin’d;

’Twas thine in humble strains to sing,

The mild effusions of thy mind.

Seduc’d by nature’s pleasing sway,

Her influence fashion’d ev’ry line—

Her beauties shone throughout thy lay,

Her beauties made the lay divine.

But many a gem, both rich and bright,

Th’unfathom’d caves of ocean bear:

And dark seclusion hides from sight

Full many a flow’ret, sweet and fair.

ALEXIS.

New-York, Dec. 6, 1796.

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To a Gentleman who attempted drawing
the Picture of a beautiful Young Lady:

Vain the attempt of Phœbus’ darling boy,

To guide the flaming chariot of the sky;

Vain the attempt of Dædalus’ favourite care,

With artificial wing to cleave the air;

But vainer still thy fond attempt to trace,

The matchless beauties of that heavenly face:

Where every grace, and every charm combin’d,

Confess an angel’s form, an angel’s mind;

How couldst thou then a likeness hope to strike?

The task requires a Reubens or Vandyke!

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