[MACFUNGUS stands for SIR JAMES MACKINTOSH, who, after studying medicine in Edinburgh, settled in London, and wrote for the opposition newspapers, particularly the _Morning Post_, Daniel Stuart, the proprietor, being his father-in-law. The first work that brought him into notice was his _Vindiciæ Gallicæ_ (1791), in reply to Burke’s _Reflections_ on the French Revolution, which splendid philippic it greatly surpassed in philosophic thought, sound feeling, and common sense. It was enthusiastically received by the Liberal party, whose leaders eagerly sought his acquaintance and co-operation; and when the _Association of the Friends of the People_ was formed, he was appointed Secretary. His subsequent successful career as an Advocate, Indian Judge, Member of Parliament, Minister under Lord Grey, and as an English historian, bore out the promise of his youth. He was born in 1765 and died in 1832.—ED.] No. V. Dec. 11, 1797. We have already hinted at the principle by which the followers of the Jacobinical sect are restrained from the exercise of their own favourite virtue of charity. The force of this prohibition, and the strictness with which it is observed, are strongly exemplified in the following poem. It is the production of the same author [SOUTHEY] whose happy effort in English Sapphics we presumed to imitate; the present effusion is in Dactylics, and equally subject to the laws of Latin Prosody. THE SOLDIER’S WIFE. Wēāry̆ wăy-wāndĕrĕr, lānguĭd ănd sĭck ăt hĕart, Trāvĕllĭng pāinfŭlly̆ ōvĕr thĕ rūggĕd roăd; Wīld vĭsăg’d wāndĕrĕr—āh fŏr thy̆ hēavy̆ chănce. We think that we see him fumbling in the pocket of his blue pantaloons; that the splendid shilling is about to make its appearance, and to glitter in the eyes, and glad the heart of the poor sufferer. But no such thing—the bard very calmly contemplates her situation, which he describes in a pair of very pathetical stanzas; and after the following well-imagined topic of consolation, concludes by leaving her to Providence. Thy husband will never return from the war again; Cold is thy hopeless heart, _even as charity_; Cold are thy famished babes—_God help thee_, widow’d one! We conceived that it would be necessary to follow up this general rule with the particular exception, and to point out one of those cases in which the embargo upon Jacobin bounty is sometimes suspended;[18] with this view we have subjoined the poem of THE SOLDIER’S FRIEND. DACTYLICS.