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Bane to our bliss, no more the wrinkled face
i that Life could scarce supply “ More than to look about him, and to die,” Had he but flourish'd in these Halcyon days, Might long have bid Life's little candle blaze, Have grown straight, handsome, brisk, and debonnair, The Muses' favourite, favourite of the Fair! Happy the Poet's lot, who can prolong, Till time shall be no more, his deathless song; And live himself to see his swelling name Roll, like a snowball, gathering all its fame! Happy, thrice happy he, who at his will Can drink of Life's sweet cup his constant fill; * Who, if excess of oxygene create Symptoms, which lean consumption indicate,
may be acquired over living as is at present exercised over some inanimate bodies; and that not only the cure and prevention of diseases, but the art of protracting the fairest season of life, and rendering health more vigorous, will one day half realize the dream of Alchemy!”-Beddoes's Letter to Darwin, p. 29.
* Dr. Beddoes, in a little tract addressed to the Author of this Epistle, entertains us with a long history of how he made himself very lean, very fair (bis complexion having been before of an uniform brown), very pretty, and very consumptive, by the use of a certain “ Cosmetic" called Oxygerous Air ; and how he afterwards cured himself of the said Leanness and Consumption at his
A sure specific can procure with ease,
Now rise, my Muse, and, warm with rapture, dart
Friend's, Quaker Reynolds's, in Colebrook Dale, by a diet in which Butter and Cream bore the largest proportions, See pages 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, and 55.
* To prevent our sailors from growing fat, and afterwards falling into the scurvy (of which obesity, we are informed, is the first symptom), Dr. Beddoes proposes that the jolly tars should eat their food raw ! Observations, p. 60.
Who, foes to power despotic, dare defy
Soon shall we view no more the glittering things
Mark with the Peer and Prince the * canting priest, Forbidden on his country's fat to feast,
* “ It is a law of human nature, the less of ecclesiastical in. Auence, the less of deadly animosity among men,"mor" It is rea
While peace looks down sweet smiling on the swains,
sonable to presume that the majority of French Priests in England partake of the spirit of their brethren; and to a large portion of the popish priesthood, Christianity is believed, upon good grounds, to be as much foolishness as it was to the Greeks. Their faith in the advantages of the immense emoluments which those Reverend Robbers, their predecessors, had extorted from superstitious Barbarians, never suffered any abatement; hence probably that conduct to which their sufferings are to be imputed.”— I'hrough all the calumny that has been vomited forth against the French, the most injured and most enlightened people upon earth, it is easy to discern some advantages which the nation owes to Liberty-Tythes, the accursed relic of Popery, have been abolished.-France is parged not only from Ecclesiastical Drones, which consumed the sweetest honey of the hive, but also from the monstrous debauchery of the richer, and the beggarly insolence of the poorer No. blesse.”—Dr. Beddoes's admirable Reasons for believing the Friends of Liberty in France not to be the Authors and Abettors of the crimes committed in that country; humbly addressed to those who from time to time constitute themselves Judges and Jury upon affairs public and private, and, without admitting any testimony but the gross lies of Beldame Rumour, damn their neighbours individually, and the rest of the world by the lump; the celebrated hand-bill circulated in Shropshire, which eventually occasioned his resignation of the Chemical Chair in the University of Oxford.
Lo! Babylon is fallen ! That mystic
eyes, With rapture riot round your rotten styes ! Stretch your triumphant throats, and strive to make The frighten'd welkin with your gruntings shake!
Written in a LADY's POCKET-Book, 1761. Whilst hour to hour and day succeeds to day, And weeks, and months, and longer years decay; May'st thou, my favourite, and my friend, employ Each hour in happiness, each day in joy! May weeks, and months, and years those joys increase With health, (best blessing) and domestic peace! Whilst here thy actions mark’d on every page Shall teach employment to a future age. Here every page shall amiably declare Thy mind, thy manners, like thy person fair.
F. N. C. MUNDAY, ESQ,