The New Hampshire Gazette And General Advertiser

The MONITOR.

Pleasure's soothing siren song
Lures to death her giddy throng.

LEISURE is a phantom which perpetually eludes the vigilance of its pursuers of the various plans which its giddy votaries form to circumvent and detain the nimble deity, not one has ever proved competent to the design-the mortifying idea still recurs with reiterated force, when our most sanguine wishes have been gratified, that pleasure is an illusive, unsubstantial good--by pleasure here, we understand animal gratification. It is degrading, though just, to say of too many of our species, that the sublime pursuit of intellectual enjoyment, constitute but a very small proportion of their exertions. Stinted in their ideas, and intimately connected with sublunary objects, but few burst the narrow limits of sense and claim alliance with their HIGH ORIGINAL -Hence the majority of those who call themselves rational beings, calculate their views upon no sublimer a scale than that "of the beasts that perish," with this difference, that their superior talents for investigation, lead them to refinements in sensuality. The mere man of pleasure lives to little or no purpose ; an act of benevolence is a casualty to him, while the tenor of his conduct is a perpetual warfare with the finer feelings of the soul-His conduct is detestable, his example pernicious, and reproach, remorse and misery, finish his career.

FLORIO is a young gentleman, just setting out in life--born to handsome expectations, the maddening mazes of pleasure allure his fancy and captivate his heart--Possessing an handsome figure, external accomplishments claim a principal part of his attentions, and to excel in adorning his pretty person, comprehends the circle of his acquirements. Florio is to be pitied-unfortunately for him, he was neglected at the critical period, when the mind is susceptible of those impressions of virtue which the siren pleasure cannot eradicate bred in a round of dissipation, and sucking in the poisonous infection, his intellects are crowded with such sentiments as exclude the admission of the superior attainments of knowledge, benevolence and philanthropy. What are Florio's prospects in the world ? What consolatory reflections have the parents of Florio --Alas ! their wealth will serve but to exhibit their negligence in the education of their darling son, in a more striking object of infamy. O Education ! how great is thy transforming influence !-It was well said by one of the ancients, "that children are more indebted to those who give them a GOOD EDUCATION, than to those who were the means of their natural existence."