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that if he find not his passion ground. to ease that I cannot chearfuily fix ed on a false foundation, and that to any fludy which bears not a he have a continuance of the same pleasure in the application, which focerity, truth, and love to en makes me inclinable to poetry above gage him ; that then his reason, his any thing else. honour, and his gratitude may prove “I have very litele ellate but what too strong for all changes of temper lies under the circumference of my and inclination.

hat; and mould I by mischance “ I am a very great epicure, for come to lose my head, I fliould which reason I hate all pleasure not be worth a groat ; but I oughe that is purchased by exce's of pain. to thank providence that I cau by I am quite different from the opi. three hours study live one and tweniy nion of men that value what is dearly with satisfaction to myself, and conbought; long expectation makes tribute to the inaintenance of more the blessing always less to me, for families than some who have chou. hy often thinking of the future joy, lands a year. I make the idea of it familiar to me,

“I have something in my outward and so I lose the great transport of behaviour, which gives ftrangers a Surprize; it is k: eping the springs worse opinion of me than I deserve ; of desire fo long on the ruck--be. but I am more than recompensed by fides any one of a creative fancy, by the opinion of my acquaintance, a duration of thoughts, will be apt which is as much above my deserk. to frame too great an idea of the “I have many acquaintances, very objc&t, and so make the greater part rew intimates, but no friend, 1

his hopes end in a disappoint- mean in the old romantick way; I ment.

have no secrei so ne ghty, but what “ I am feldom troubled with what I can bear in my own breast; por the world calls airs and caprices ; any duels to fight, but what I may and I think it is an ideo's excuse for engage in wi hout a second; nor a foolish action, to say it was my can I love after the old romantick humour. I hatc all little malicious discipline. I vould have my pastricks of vexing people for trifles, or fion, if not led, yet at least waited teaziog them with frightful Hories, on by my real n; and the greatest malicious lies, stealing lap-dogs, proof of my affection that a lady scaring fans, breaking china, or the must expect is this; I would run like ; I can't relish the jest that vexes


hazard to make us both happy, another in carnelt; in fhort, if ever but would not for any transitory I do a wilíul injury, it must be a pleasure make cither of us miserable. very great one.

If ever, madam, you come to “I am often melancholy, but fel. Know the life of this piece as well as dom angry, for which reason I can

he that drew it, you will conclude be ferere in resentment, without in that I need nor subscribe the name juring myself; I think it the worst to the picture." office to my nature, to make myself uneasy for what another thould be punified.

"I am eafily deceived, but then I A SOLILOQUY. never fail at aft to find out the cheat ; my ove of pleasure and fe

HAT is life at beft ? but a dateness makes me very secure, and

tedious round of the fame the fame reason makes me very dili- dull farce over and over, and when gent when I am alarined.

it is attended with pain and poverty, ** I to natural a propensity di siculties and dilrels, it affords a 3


WHedious round of the fame


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Enigmatical Solutions and Questions. melancholy prospect indeed, till the 2. Onc third of a beautiful winged friendly hand of death drops the infect, balf the mother of Helen, curtain and closes the scene for ever. and a consonant. Happy, thrice happy is the man 3: 'I hirfty, and half a man's who in that treinandous moment, Christian name, has the pleasing consolation againt 4. Half a tree, and a vowel. the fears of diffolution, to look back 5. Three sevenths of a wild flower, on a life well spent, which alone half a metal, and one fourth of a can afford him any hopes of a happy city. immortality: he may then by true

W. B. R.
faith and sincere repentance, through
the merits of a merciful redeemer,
look forward to the blessed hopes of
everlasting life.

Enigmatical Lift of Plays.

W. H.

1. A beast, two thirds of a mea. sure, half of man's Christian name,

cwo thirds of a French wine, a Solution to the Enigmatical Lift of vowel, and a bealt inverted. FRUIT, f. 550.

2. Two fold, a town in Kent,

and two thirds of a mistake. 1, Peach. 2. Apricot. 3. Orange

3. A heavenly virtue, changing 4. Plumb.

the first letter.

4. A bird, changing a vowel, and one third of a inan's Chriftian

náme. An Enigmatical List of STREETS

$: A domestic beast, and a rowel. and Courts in Soho, London.

W. B.R. 1. A place of wornbip. 2. Aman's Christian name. 3. A great perfonage. 4. A town in the Itle of Wight.

Enigmatical List of Novels, 5. A reverend person.

6. Three fifths of what grows in 1. Half a god, one third of a hedges, and part of a candle. month, a consunant, the Scotch

7: What Jews often swear by, faint, and one third of the main. changing the firit letter, and where 2. A Spanish title, three fifths of loyalty refides.

expert, a beast inverted, and two 8. Part of a lock, and the twenty Thirds of a number. fourth part of a day, taking away 3. Three fourths of a sinall wine the first letter.

measure, half a colour, and twa 9. The reverse to narrow. ninths of a vegetable.

1o. What catole eat, a yowel, a 4. A bcast, changing the first ferpentine letter, and a seat of juf letter, and a vowel, rice,

5. An inftrument of chastisement, SOPHIA. | a vowel, an Indian corn, changing

the last letier, five sevenihs of a character in Douglas, and a conso

nant, Enigmatical List of Poets.

W. B. RA 1. Three fourths of a useful engine, and falhion,


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EPILOGUE "Bank Stock'- Navy Bills" Irish

Tickets at four!!
To the New Comedy of

“I'll do them at three"-Well, how THE

GERMAN HOTEL. many!'-" live score.” Sjoken by Mr. Ryder and Mrs. MAT.

Pale, panting, and breathless, lo! TOCKS.

here comes a bull! Enier M'Carnock and an Aarels. Of lies ready coin'd, with his mouth

brimming full ! M'Carnock.

“ Sugar Thands !''. -6 What!'.

« Taken !”- All?'-" News Bur what wad ye have, Maidam ?

came to-day !" What can I do?

Sure?'--"Certain !''Thank HeaI have not a line an ye'd geve me Peru? ven! Rare ridings! Hurray !! For Epilogue writing I have not the knack.

The hubbub increases, post haste 49. I doubt, fir, your Pegasus is enter Bear!

spair! but a hrack.

His face is the picture of rage and deaf Car. Why, troth! I've been Fast round him they flock ! -" Hey ?" spurring in vain for this week.

• The Messenger !'-" Well?" Ah! Could could I but write half as 16 We're ruin'd! How ?"

well as ye speak! [Bows. • Peace!'_" Peace! Flames ! But no! Not a theme can I find for the

Fury! and Hell !" mufe Aa. Píhaw! lord, fir, five hundred ! M'Carnock. (In raptures at her adYou have but to choose !

ing.) [With great volubility. Ah! Maidam, ye ken them! The rep. The serious, the folemn, the pleasant, tiles ! They'd dance the witty,

At the ruin of England, the flavery of Election, ftockjobbing, court, country,

France ! or city ;

Or all that plague, pastilence, famine The Auftrians, the Spaniards, the present, Turks, or the Ruffans,

So they could but make half a quarter The manning of fleets, or the marching

of Prussians ; The rights of the people, the wrongs Yas, peace now comes fmiling the of the nation,

nation to bless ; Brussels, Botany Bay, or the French The horrors and ruins of war to repress! Fæderation.

By philanthropy taught to forget and M'Car. Ye've glanc'dat a topic, which forgive, wad ye pursue

Like brothers mankind Ihall continue to 'Change Alley A8. Lamé ducks ? Oh, I have them The jealous precautions oftyranny cease, in view.

And freedom, and courage, and virtue The uprcar's begun! Hark! Ineffable

increase; din !

While reason and firmness our conquest [Changing to the cbant of different award, jpeukers.

And justice secure us more praise than 4 Five Fighils, Long Annuities!".

the sword! • llere!" Who buys in?”


per cent!

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Wal, ye're in the city, an ye wad | But now, alas ! no more she trips the but May

plain, To the feast and the dance

No more her charms to wound the

heart have pow'r; A8. Oh! Ay! Lord Mayor's Day! She like the rose enjoy’d'a short liv'd Where Deputy Dripping the dinner reign, adorns,

[horus ! Alike the transient beauty of an hour! And opens the ball to a full band with His wife fresh from Margate, from Her rip’ning charms were op'ning to raflling and dipping,

their prime,

[day, Applauds as he pusss --" There! Well

Like fragrant flow'rs expanding to the said Dippy Dripping!

When Death insatiate, as before his " I vow in my God he's as light as a time, feather!

Insidious fole and hurried her away. " How he and Miss Marrowfat hop up together!

Attended by a train of ills he came, “ Oim now grown quite copulent, else Whose glutted maws gap'd wide for you mould see,

mortal food, « For all he's fo lissum, he's nothing to Dire waiting pains attack'd her tender I moves with a grace, and a swim,


(her blood. and a fall!

And fell consumption, rav'ning drank And I makes the best curtshee that's made in the hall !”

I mark'd hisrapid progress on her cheek,

That cheek where erst had bloom'd M'Car. Brava, Maidam! Gude troth;

the roseate hue ; Ye're a whimsical elf,

For there, his pow'r on mortals proud I thought ye had been Mrs. Dripping

to wreak, herself.

The baneful harpy fat expos’d to view. Ah! wad ye but speak half a word in

In vain the Ffculapian art was tried, Twould save me!

T'espel the fiend, and blooming A&. Indeed! Well, I'll do, my en

health resore; deavour.

The pow'rful fiend, too strong in [M'Carnock gefticulates, but with.

ghastly pride, out buffoonery.

Mock'd all their arts, and held his On woe-begone authgr, in woe

poft fecure. begone ditty, Look, Ladies and Gentlemen, look From her bright eyes the sparkling ra and have pity!

diance fled, His brain quite exhausted, his pockets

Quick heav'd her borom, lab'ring the lame,

hard for breath; Condemn’d tu exist on the thin breath Like drooping lilies fell her penfive head, of fame,

She sunk exhaufted in the arms of Should you from compaffion join hands

death! in his cause, He may

live for a year on a first night's Low lies her head within the silent tomb, applause.

Nor youth, nor beauty, cou'd the

charmer fave; Truft not, ye fair, the pride of youth-'

sul bloom, Elegy on the Death of an amiable young

For it can ne'er protect you from the Lady, who died in a Decline.

grave. WEET as a flow'r that in the gay Thy dear remembrance, Anna, to my S parterre,

heart, Difpenfes odours, fan'd by the gentle

In pleasing sadness often I recall; gale, Of whilp'ring Zephyr's, fairest of the Thy fancied form to me can joy impart,

That form which living gave delight Shir,

(vale. The gent Ama bloom'd in

to all, 's

my favour,

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For thee the votive righ I filent heave,

Before all planets thee I prize, For thee my muse indites her humble Bright ornament of summer skies ; lays;

O deign, with influence divine, And, whilft rhy lofs in pensive thought On fair Morganug's plains to shine ; I grieve,

[pay's! Where thy all-feeing eye may trace, To thy lov'd memory this tribute A manly and a generous race,

From Gwent, for valiant men renown’d, CARLOS. To Neath, with royal forests crown'd.

For Gwilym's fake, a gifted bard, Ode to the Sux, by DAVID AP Gwi: Protect her hills and verdant plains,

Her vineyards claim thy first regard ; LYM, translated fron the Welli by From whirlwinds and o'erflowing rains, DAVID SAMWELL.

Nor frost, nor long continued fnow,

Let sweet Morganug ever know ; The author, who was a cotemporary No April monihs her bees destroy,

with Chaucer, having seduced the No blights her Autumn fruits annoy; wife of a person named Cynvrig Cy. But o'er her bright vales through the nin, was rigorously prosecuted by the

day, injured husband, and fined in a heavy Th'effulgence of thy light display, penalty; which not being able to

And court them ftill, in modeft pride, pay, he was imprisoned. In fuch With gentler beams at even tide. esteem, however, was the bard held by his countrymen, that the county Return and like a bridegroom dreft, of Glamorgan released him, by dil- Again illume the roly eaft; charging the fine. To testify his Again my love a hundred times gratitude for such a generous act of Bear to Morganug's pleasant climes. friendftip, he composed the following Greet all her fons with happy days, ode, wherein he invokes the sun to And gild their white domes with thy exert his divine influence over that rays; hofpitable country.

Their high woods waving to the gales,

Their orchards and their fertile vales. WHILE Summer reigns, delightful Great Sun, how wond'rous are thy Sun!

ways ! * For me with happy tidings run, Throngh ether dart thy warmest rays ; From Gwynedh's tow'sing hills fub- Profusely strew thy bleffings round, lime,

Let honey and the vine abound. To fair Ø Morganugis diftant clime. .

Through all her vales—for chieftains The faireft planet thou, that flies, fam'd, By God's command, along the skies! And commons, virtuous and untam'di mmense and pow'rful is thy flame! Those vales so eminently bleft, Thou to the fabbath giv'st thy name!

Whose fons are brave, whose daughters From thy firft rifing in the East,

chafte. How great ihy journey to the Welt!, Those vales, where hospitable fare, And tho at night we see thee lave Displays th'industrious housewife's care. Thy seeny locks in ocean's cave; Where oft by love and friendship borne, Th'ensuing morn thy steps we fpy,

With wine and mead I fill my horn. Advancing up the castern sky.

A name immortal fall belong Othou with radiant glory crown'd !

To those sweet vales in Gwilym's song: Thy beams are scatter'd wide around;

When fair Morganug shall be feen, Tis from thy ample orb fo bright, Of every country-peerless queen. The Moon receives her filver light; Were hospitality denied, Great ruler of the sky, thy force And fpurn’d by all the world befidea Controls the planets in their course ; Still there, in every splendid dome, Thou gem, in the th' empyrean set, The lovely guest would find a home. Fountain of light and source of heat. And should the bard of lofty lays,

Perchance have fall’n on evil daysa

Morganug, foother of his pains, in North Wales. Glamorgan. Would checih his immortal trains.

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