the theatrical attempt was not so appreciated at the time it was made. In
conclusion, we congratulate our friend upon his splendid recreation, for
such his ascent must have been.]

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PITY.--A FRAGMENT.

(_For the Mirror_.)


What is pity?
'Tis virtue's essence,--'tis benevolence
Itself;--'tis mercy, justice, charity;
It is the rarest boon that man doth give to man;
It is the first perfection of our nature;
It is the brightest attribute of heav'n:
Without it man should rank beneath the brute;
And with it--he is little lower than angel.
The generous mite of penury is pity;
Nay, ev'n a look.--
Not so the heartless pittance of the affluent,
That is hypocrisy. If you pity,
Your heart is liberal to forgive,
Your memory to forget--
Your purse is open, and your hands are free
To help the penniless.

CYMBELINE.