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erted; and Mr., Justice BEST will have the honour of setting the precedent. It is easy to conceive cases in which such a power might be applied to the most dreadful purposes. During the sittings of the infernal Revolutionary Tribunal in 1793, a similar practice was frequently adopted to supply victims for the guillotine. It is contended, in support of Mr. Justice BEST's conduct, that Courts of Nisi Prius being Courts of Record, all their incidents attach, among which is the power of fining and committing for contempts; but surely this must be understood of such contempts as proceed from actual obstructions, or the impertinent or disrespectful interruptions of persons not parties to pending suits; and this doctrine cannot be held to apply to constructive contempts arising from observations made by a defendant, which, to the presiding Judge, may be unpalatable. In all prosecutions, whether for blasphemy of offences against the State, unless a defendant suffers judgment to pass against him by nil dicit, topics, of necessity, must be introduced, in justification or extenuation of the imputed charges, which might subject the defendant, in cases not punishable with death, to penalties severer than those with which the law would visit the crimes specified in the indictment, if Judges are armed with this power.-Morning Chronicle.

In addition to the above, the Editor of the Chronicle might have said, that when the profound Horne Tooke was interrupted by the Judge, then presiding, Mr. Tooke said, "I believe, my lord, your province is the same as that of the Crier of the Court to keep order.".

A King, incapable of vice, must also be incapable of acts of virtue; such a description only agrees with Fielding's Log King, which was free from all tyranny, pride, passion, avarice and ambition-never in the wrong, and always in the right! There are circumstances in these disgraceful measures that require explanation. If the projectors of this notable scheme believed for years that the Queen was breast high in iniquity-if they believed that she was eating the cates of wantonness, and was as openly bestial as the cynic Diogenes, was there not among them one merciful enough to pity her condition, and to whisper to her that shame and disgrace would follow such a course? or were they, like the thief-takers of the metropolis, watching her motions and marking her sinuosities, with the delicious expectation, that in time she would be rotten-ripe?- MORNING CHRONICLE.



THE prompt insertion of the following lines, in your Miscellany will oblige

Your's &c.


Camberwell, Nov. 10, 1820.

A Declaration of Love to the Queen.

Carolina, I love, as life,

More than Georgey hates his wife,
More than Ministers to rule,

More than Clarence,-play the fool,
More than Vansittart loves pelf,
More than Canning loves himself,
More than Gifford to draw a cause,
More than Abbot to wrest the laws,
More than Quidnuncs love politics,
More than Statesman scurvy tricks,
More than Nabobs a black Jagueer,
More than Eldon the royal ear,
More than Liverpool, state wiles,
More than Castlereagh, Court guiles,
More than Jersey, loves his Jilt,

More than Conningham, horns well gilt,

More than Ministers, to reb,

More than Bridges, dreads a mob,

More than Brown, informers, spies,

More than Powell, perjured lies,
More than Majochi, his grimace,
More than De Mont, her brazen face,
More than Court, the Cits to spite,
More than Wellington, to fight,
More than Curtis, love's his gut,
More than Jemmy Jacks, to strut,
More than Dr. Slop to scribble,
More than Fools at Wits to nibble,
More than Sidmouth, false teachers,
More than Wilberforce, field preachers,

More than Southey loves to write,
More than Carlile, bold to bite;
More than Bishops, want of grace,
More than Judges, fear loss of place,
More than Guelph loves his pimps,
Or the Devil loves his imps.

Bull Land, Nov. 10, 1820.




Too long we've borne what freemen ne'er
Can breathe and bear again,

Be men at length! and bravely dare
To burst the accursed chain!
O'er hills and vales we'll pour along
And raise the inspiring cry,

Be this the burden of our song
This day our Tyrants die!

Then be bold, prompt and steady,
Our hearts and arms are ready,

As onward we go, to quell the proud foe,

Be bold, prompt, and steady.

We'll prove e'er long, how true our song,
This day, our Tyrants die!

Let Despots league their dastard slaves,
We mock their vain array

A single sword which Freedom waves
Shall sweep whole ranks away;
We thirst not for their baser blood,
But now our flag's unfurled

Let's onward like a fiery flood

And cleanse the infected world.

Then be, &c.

Hark, hark the cannon's murderous roar
Proclaims the fight begun;

Oh, ne'er may Britons hear it more

When once this fight is done;

But dauntless now our hearts must be,
Our soul's in every blow,

We'll live and see our country free
Or die and leave it so.

Then be, &c.


THE publication of this day's Republican is delayed in the hopes of laying before our Readers, the cause and particulars of the legal, though tyrannical and unjust, arrest of Mrs. Carlile, last night. We have been with Mrs. Carlile at the King's Bench, the whole of this morning, with two gentlemen, as bail for her appearance when called for, but they were not accepted through the "informality" of delivering in the names of the bail; thus is Mrs. Carlile dragged from her business for no specified offence, as the prosecutors will not inform her, or her friends, for what she is prosecuted, but we believe it is for a political, and not religious, publication, of last June.

The hypocritical Vice Society, are no sooner deprived of their intended victim, than the Attorney General pounces on a defenceless female, the husband of whom, his malignity has "legally" robbed of his liberty for publishing those opinions which Gifford has been accused of entertaining and never denied.

No. 13. Vol. 4.] LONDON, Friday, Nov. 24th, 1822. [PRICE 6d.

Second Edition.



Dorchester Gaol, Nov. 16, 1820. IN the first volume of the Republican I did myself the honour to address two letters to you, which, I am proud to say, were duly acknowledged by your Secretary for the Home Departinent, as well as by your Attorney-General. Before I sat down to this I reperused those two letters, and I assure you I read them with satisfaction, and would recommend their reperusal to you before you sit down to this. As far as political prediction can be used by a political writer they are correct, and what is there predicted and has not yet happened, is now supported by still stronger probabilities than at the time of writing. I told you that the continuation of your then career would inevitably bring upon you the fate of Charles or James. I told you that you would teach the English nation the necessity of Republican Government. I told you that the traitors to your country were in your Cabinet. I told you that then was the only moment that could be allowed you to change your Ministers and your course of government with an appearance of good intention; with several other things, all of which will strike you with considerable force if you will again peruse those letters. I will put the question to none but yourself as to the present probability of all the above assertions, and I will leave it to you to say, whether it could be a seditious spirit that penned them, or rather, whether they have now not all the appearance of honest and apparent truths. In the month of January last I addressed another letter to you, whilst in the character of Regent, but it was not published until you had changed the plume for the crown, which gave it the appearance of being ill-timed, and in addition to

Printed and Published by R. CARLILE, 55, Fleet-Street.

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