GALLERY. No. 1. LANDSCAPE-SUN-SET. Cozens. Low walks the sun, and broadens by degrees In all their pomp attend his setting throne. Judges xi. Ver. 30. No. 2. JEPHTHA'S RASH VOW. Opie. JEPHTHA Vowed a vow unto the Lord, and said, If thou wilt without fail deliver the children of Ainmon into mine hands, 31. 34. 35. 36. 39. ‹ Then it shall be, that whoso cometh forth of the doors of my house to meet me when I return in peace, shall surely be the Lord's, and I will offer it up for a burnt-offering." And behold his daughter came out to meet him with timbrels and dances; she was his only child; beside her he had neither son nor daughter. And it came to pass, that when he saw her he rent his clothes, and said, 'Alas, my daughter, thou hast brought me very low, for I have opened my mouth unto the Lord, and I cannot go back.' And she said, 'My father, if thou hast opened thy mouth unto the Lord, &c. And it came to pass at the end of two months, that he did unto her according to his vow. No. 3. POMERANIAN DOG. D. Catton. -STRONG dogs that match in fight The boldest brute, around their masters wait, The lurking savages. No. 4. COTTAGE GIRL. Russel. No. 5. FOX TEARING A COCK. Moist nutriment. No. 6. OYSTERS. Moses Haughton. -In their pearly shells at ease, attend No. 7. SEA-PIECE-BRISK GALE. BUT see! in confluence borne before the blast, No. 8 LANDSCAPE. No. 9. FOX ALARMED, STEALING FROM SHELTER. -FROM his kennel sneaks The conscious villain. See! he skulks along, No. 11. HEAD OF ST. PETER. Guido. No. 12. GRAPES. Jackson. -UMBRAGEOUS grots and caves Of cool recess, o'er which the mantling vine Lays forth her purple grape, and gently creeps Luxuriant. No. 13. ON A GOLDFINCH STARVED TO DEATH IN A CAGE. Russel. TIME was when I was free as air, I perch'd at will on ev'ry spray, But gaudy plumage, sprightly strain, For caught and cag'd, and starv'd to death, Soon pass'd the wiry grate. Thanks, gentle maid, for all my woes, More cruelty could none express; No. 14. THE GLEANER. Westall. Ar length, o'ergrown with tangled brush-wood round, Here her faint limbs she rests; high o'er her head It In one dim hue, conjoin skies, trees, and plain. |