Outshining in wealth and magnificence far The wealth of all Ind, and that ravishing star Whilst gorgeously shines o'er the mines of the east, (What a mind mine must be so resplendent in taste!) Or the treasures of Ormus,-or barbaric gold, Or pearls, gems, or diamonds!-oh senseless and. cold,

Is the fancy that vainly would seek to compare All that's brightest on earth with my SOVEREIGN'S chair!

-Oh, did I but manage our GRAND CORONATION, To say nought of the heart-feeling gratification, The glory and fame of this most famous nation Were established for ever-and then the

NEW

RESIDENCE

For royalty's self that out rivals all precedents.
And I think I may boast without danger of raillery,
That my novel design for a NATIONAL GALLERY,
(Where amongst other trophies of Genius divine
My works might be laid on antiquity's shrine,)

Is the best, most original, wise and discreet,

Of all thoughts that past, present, or future affords; And when in one soul such superb talents meet,

I appeal, ev'n to you, my discreetest of Lords! If my KING or my Country-my Land or my PRINCE, Can ever sufficiently nobly evince

Their just sense of my merits?-oh were I appointed To present to all EUROPE the LORD's own ANOINT

ED,

On so firm, so secure, and so safe a foundation,

I'd settle the peaceable peace of each nation,
That my zeal and my genius should both be rewarded,
And my name on a pillar of brass be recorded!-
I know my appointment must come, soon or late,
As chief autograph Sec. to his M—j—y's state—
For they ca'nt do without me, 'tis clear and 'tis plain,
As I tell them, and tell them, and tell them again-
Since the ruin of one mighty empire or more―

(As I've told them, and told them, and told them

before)

Might once have been saved, had they listened to me,
And chosen my PRINCE mediator to be

As once I proposed him, in staunch opposition,
To great SANDY of RUSSIA-that autocratician*
-But at once, my dear Lord! I conclude" VIVAT
"Rex!"-

Prays his proudly attached

J-M-D. of CKS.

*This word is neither in Johnson, Sheridan, Bailey nor

Walker,--passim.-P. Q.

LETTER VIII.

FROM ACERBUS SKETCH, ESQ. TO

WITH beauty's smile, we parted lastWith beauty's smile we meet again,And where that light has once been cast, Oh never come the clouds of pain! Then urge with me the ardent prayer That one so innocently fair

As FR-NKS, (whose most bewitching air Is sparkling now before mine eye),

May never breathe one burning sigh— May never shed one bitter tear!

But blooming bright and blest as now May Time, in many an added year,

Twine fresher glarlands o'er her brow!

And her young spirit's truth impart
Gladness to some as virtuous heart;
Whilst every blushing charm and grace,

And every sweet smile of her face,
Reflected in an infant race

Of Love's true pledges may we see !—

—FR-NKS, with this prayer I set thee free!—

-Ha! mighty MISTER HUMDRUM MUMBLE!— Your most obedient very humble;

Could bloated self-sufficiency

A smattering of gentility,

An air dégagé, and a mind

Nor coarsely vulgar, nor refined,

Could qualities like these atone

For wit-nor yet for wit alone,
But common sense and common spirit,
And every other earthly merit,
I might with philosophic grace
Endure your unpropitious face,