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Poetical ESSAYS in OCTOBER, 1751.

4.

The mountains clad with purple bloom,
And berries ripe invite my treasure ;
Enamell'd flowers breath perfume,
And court my love to rural pleasure.
O my bonny, &c.

5.

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Come, lovely Katie, come away, [dows;
We'll chearful range the flow'ry mea-
Thy fmiles fhall gild each live-long day,
And love and truth for ever bed us.
O my bonny, &c.

A COUNTRY DANCE.

WILL-O'TH'WISP.

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Poetical ESSAYS in OCTOBER, 1751.

LIBERTY REGAINED: An Ode. After METASTASIO.

TH

To

HANKS, Celia, to your artful wiles, At length I breathe again at eafe, At length, my better genius (miles, And grants, in pity, my release.

I feel, I feel, with joy fupream,
Myfelf, for this time, clearly free:
No! no! my darling liberty

No longer now is but a dream.
My paffion's off: I break my chains;
So much my heart your pow'r defies,
That not a fpark of pique remains,
To lend to love its ftale difgu.fe.

Your name I hear without alarms;
No more my conscious blushes start;
No longer palpicates my heart;

While I furvey those dang'rous charms,
My fleep is grown fo friendly-kind,
No dream prefents you to my view,
And when I wake, now pleas'd I mind,
That my first thoughts are not on you.
Far off I rove o'er hill, or plain,
Nor of your abfence am aware;
As little, when with you, I care,

Or feel of pleasure, or of pain.
I learn the triumphs of your eyes,
Nor can they move me to relent:

My wrongs to my remembrance rife,
Nor can they move me to refent.

My awful fears are at an end: No more your empire I avow, And with my rival felf, I now

Could talk of you, as with a friend.

Arm all your looks with fierce difdain, Or gentle-kind, and foften'd, fhew;

It matters not: Your fcorn is vain : And just as vain your favours too.

Thofe lips of their defpotick (way Are now for ever difpoffeft, And to th' interior of this breaft, Thofe eyes no longer know their way. For now my good or evil days, Your fhare in caufing them difclaim: Am I in mirth? not yours the praise ; Nor if I'm fad, is yours the blame?

The joys of town, the rural chear, Tho' you're not with me, can amufe, Nor wou'd a place, I shou'd not chufe,

Difplease me lefs, tho' you were there.
Mark me, and mind if I'm fincere :
Still, ftill, I think you wond'rous fair;
But you no more to me appear
That prodigy beyond compare :

And let not truth too much offend,
Some little faults I now espy,
Once beauties in a lover's eye,

But which my fancy fince could mend.
When first I fnap'd the fatal dart,
('Tis what with blushes I confefs)
Methought! to fhivers went my heart,
Like death itself was my diftrefs.

But for th' atchievement of a cure, To ease the tortures of one's breast, To difinthral a wretch oppreft,

What is there one wou'd not endure ? Thus joys the warbler unconfin'd, When juft efcap'd the bird-lim'd spray;

Some feathers may be left behind, But what to freedom's price are they?

Thefe

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Thofe feathers a few days repair; Mean while grown by experience wise, Away, at liberty, it flies,

Nor tempts again the treach'rous (nare.

I know you think these boasts are vain, That ftill unbated burns my flame,

For that I can't thefe boafts refrain,
For that I dwell upon the fame.

Yet, Celia, is this more, at laft,
Than what that common inftinct proves,
From which one naturally loves

To talk of dangers one has paft? For when the cruel conflict's done, 'Tis pleasure to recount one's pains :

Thus proud of wounds in battle won,
The warrior fhows his fcars, as gains :
Thus landed on his native shore,
From long captivity, and woes,
The flave redeem'd, exulting shows

The barb'rous chains, that once he wore.
I talk; 'tis true, but talking mean
Merely an innocent relief.

I talk; but with a calm ferene, And careless quite of your belief.

I talk; but nothing have in view,
How what I fay by you's approv'd;
Or if you think of me unmov'd,

Or fpeak as cool, as I of you.
I quit but an unconftant fair;
You lose a heart fincere and true;
Nor will I venture to declare,
To which of us is comfort due.

But this I know; fo true a fwain,
Celia muft never hope to find;
But for a falfe one of her kind,

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At me to peep, attending of my ewes ?
He saw me look; and sculk'd among the
boughs.

Thou furely loves me ftill; did I not find
An emm, new-carved on yon beech's rind?
This was thy work; what other cou'd it
mean?

wrote.

No Mally elfe, but me, lives on our green.
By this, it feems, I am not quite forgot ;
He, fure enough, this emm, for Mally
[me?
And, pray, what lafs is liker him, "than
Birds of like feather will together be.
His fheep with crabs, and him with plums
I'll beat ;
[fay't.
Crabs been too hard: he does not hear me
He'll chace, and take me; if he let's me
go,

That he may take again, again I'll throw.
He may love Nan o' th' dale; but he's
[care;

not fair;
Nor kon the rightly tend a fhepherd's
Nor heal their ills, with fimples well pre-
par'd:
[herd:

Nor fhear the corn; nor milk the brindley
She little knows the dairy maiden's care;
Or cheese to prefs, or butter to prepare ;
All which I do. I have full twenty ewes ;
Befides their lambs; and tway right fair-
fleck'd cows :

A milking pail, a skimming dish, a churn,
A sheep-hook rarely carv'd, but somewhat
worn ;
[old;

A cyprefs cheese-vat, fpinning-weel, tho'
A chaff bed, and green rug, to keep from
cold.
[faid,
What wou'd one more? and yet my mother
She'd give me th’elbow chair when I was

wed.

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Why fcorned I? ah me, why did I fcorn?
And not thy love with equal love return?
Ah, why ? but 'tis too lete, 'tis all in vain,
My dear is gone, and cometh not again.
O come again; why thus impair my charms?
My door stands open; open are my arms.

A SOLILOQUY.

By a Gentleman on bis BIRTH-DAY.

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He, who can temper nature's fprings,
Who knows the effences of things,
And all their wond'rous ties ;
He only has the pow'r and skill
To order matters as he will

In earth, and air, and skies.
5.

Full ten times five revolving years,
With all their joys, and toils, and tears,
I fpeedily have past :

How like a vifion or a dream
Do all these revolutions feem!

How vain from first to last !
6.

Now tell me, O my conscious heart,
How well have I perform'd my part
On life's amusing stage;
Have I been honeft, just and true,
And giv'n to all what was their due,
From childhood up to age?

7.

Or have my paffions oft prevail'd,
And I as oft in duty fail'd,

Or decency tranfgrefs'd?
Heav'ns bleffings have I not abus'd?
Have I not wantonly refus'd

To fuccour the distress'd?

8.

Alas! tho' free from groffer crimes,
In recollecting former times

I find great cause of shame;
Unnumber'd follies I lament,
And for much precious time mif- fpent
Myfelf feverely blame.

9.

My God, by whom I live and move,
Do thou to me a Father prove,

Indulgent ftill and kind;

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Thy weak and guilty creature spare,
And to the laft thy wonted care
And mercy let me find.

10.

For all thy goodness heretofore,
Which makes me humbly hope for more,
Thy name be ever bleft:
Thro' future life thy grace vouchsafe,
And when I die conduct me safe
To everlasting reft.

QUINQUAGENARIUS,

A Farewel to CHLOE.
By a Sea Captain. (See Mag. for 1746, p.

WHY

544-)

1.

HY, my deareft, all this anguish?
Dearest friends muft fometimes
part ?

In vain you fret, and pine, and languish ;
Fretting ne'er will cure the smart.
Rather far allay your forrow

With the hope of future joy;
Tho' I muft depart to-morrow,
Abfence can't our love destroy.

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It is not lucre makes me leave you ;
Pomp and grandeur I despise;
Nought but duty could bereave you

Of the company you prize.
Yet to go tho' duty calls me,

And reluctant I obey,
Still I'll bear whate'er befals me
Better, if you now look gay.
5.

Ceafe then, Chloe, ceafe your anguish;
Smile upon me while we part;
Don't, for shame, thus pine and languish
For a wound from Cupid's dart :
Hymen foon, with pleasing arrow,
Shall difarm the am'rous boy,
And shall pierce your heart and marrow
With a fweetly thrilling joy.

ANA KEONTIADES.

On

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Poetical ESSAYS in OCTOBER, 1751.

On the DEATH of a favourite LINNET,

Aug. 6, 1751.

ILENT and cold beneath this mould,

Salovely linnet lies,

And now no more, as heretofore,
With neighbour * Dicky vies.
His little throat with many a note
Once charm'd the ravish'd ear,
While wanton plays and pretty ways
Made ev'ry note more dear.
His early fong was loud and long,
His ev'ning lays the fame ;
Chearful and gay he pafs'd the day
Without reproach or blame.
But what defence was innocence,
Or mufick's fofteft airs,
Against a fate, that, foon or late,

Nor lord nor linnet spares !
Vain man, be wife; before your eyes
Keep ftill your latter end;
The life of lin was free from fin;
Yours, pray, in time amend ;

FIDELIA.

EPITAPH on an OLD MAID.

ERE lies the body of Martha Dias,

H Always noily, and not very pious;

Who liv'd to the age of threefcore years and ten ;

And then gave to the worms what she refus'd to men.

CARE and GENEROSITY:

A FABL E. LD Care, with industry and art, At length to well had play'd his part, He heap'd up such an ample store, That av'rice could not figh for more: Ten thousand flocks his fhepherd told, His coffers overflow'd with gold : The land all round him was his own, With corn his crouded granaries groan. In short, fo vaft his charge and gain, That to poffefs them was a pain; With happiness opprefs'd he lies, And much too prudent to be wife.

Near him there liv'd a beauteous maid, With all the charms of youth array'd; Good, amiable, fincere and free, Her name was Generofity. 'Twas hers the largess to bestow On rich and poor, on friend and foe. Her doors to all were open'd wide, The pilgrim there might safe abide : For the hungry and the thirsty crew, The bread the broke, the drink she drew ; There fickness laid her aching head, And there diftrefs could find a bed.Each hour with an all-bounteous hand, Diffus'd fhe bleffings round the land: Her gifts and glory lafted long, And num'rous was the accepting throng.

At length pale penury feiz'd the dame,
And fortune fled, and ruin came ;
She found her riches at an end,

And that he had not made one friend→→→
All curs'd her for not giving more,
Nor thought on what she'd done before;
She wept, the rav'd, fhe tore her hair,
When lo! to comfort her, came Care :-
And cry'd, my dear, if you will join
Your hand in nuptial bonds with mine,
All will be well-you shall have store,
And I be plagu'd with wealth no more.→
Tho' I reftrain your bounteous heart,
You still shall act the gen'rous part.-

The bridal came-great was the feast,
And good the pudding and the priest:
The bride in nine months brought him forth
A little maid, of matchlels worth:
Her face was mix'd of care and glee,
They chriften'd her OEconomy,
And ftil'd her fair difcretion's queen,
The mistress of the golden mean.
Now Generofity, confin'd,
Is perfect eafy in her mind;
She loves to give, yet knows to spare,
Nor wishes to be free from Care.

The FARMER and the HARE

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TALE.

Belonging to a farm ;

to a garden get,

Where the threw up the earth, and eat,
And did fome little harm.

The farmer cours'd her round and round,
But got her not away;

Pufs took a liking to the ground,

And there refolv'd to stay. Well, quoth the fellow, in a fret,

Since you are grown fo bold,

I shall fome more affiftance get,
And drive you from your hold.
And ftrait he fends to a young 'fquire,
That he, by break of day,
Would with his pack of hounds repair,
And fport himself that way.
The 'fquire, as afk'd, attended came,
With folks, and horse, and hounds,
And in pursuance of the game,

Rode over all the grounds.

They leapt, and broke the hedges down,
And made most fearful waste;
They trampled all the garden round,
And kill'd poor pufs at last.

At this the farmer tore his hair,
And fwore moft bloodily,

Z-ds! What confounded work was here?
And what a fool am I?
Not fifty hares, in fifty days,

Had fo much mischief done,
As this good 'fquire (whom I must praise
And thank) hath wrought in one.

• A fine Canary bird in the fame room,

THE

THE

Monthly Chronologer.

A

BOUT the beginning of last month, the Hopewell, of Leith, Robert Burton maf ter, from Rotterdam, was unhappilycaftaway, whereby 10 perfons perished, among whom were Mr. Norman Mackenzie, brother to the late earl of Cromarty, and Mr. George Forbes, eldest fon to Sir Alexander Forbes, of Foveran, both officers in the Dutch fervice, and Mr. David Fordyce, profeffor of philofophy in the marthal college of Aberdeen, on his return from his travels in France and Italy.

By the late act for the better fecuring the duties on tobacco, which took place on Michaelmas Day, every parcel of tobacco, or tobacco ftalks, weighing above 24 pounds, and every parcel of fnuff, weighing above 10 pounds, that shall be carried by land from the port or place of importation, without a certificate with the fame, is liable to be feized with whatever package it is in, and fo is the cart or waggon, &c. in which it is carried, and the carrier is to be committed to goal for a month. And every parcel of tobacco, or tobacco ftalks, weighing above 24 pounds, and every parcel of fnuff, weighing above to pounds, that fhall be carried from one place to another in Great Britain, without having the words tobacco, tobacco ftalks, or inuff, wrote in letters at least three inches long, upon the outfide of it, is liable to be feized.

An order of council having been publifhed the 4th of September laft, commanding all ships and veffels that should arrive after that time from the Levant, to perform a quarantine of 40 days in Standgate Creek: And as fome doubts may arife concerning the extent of the Levant, the lords of his majefty's most hon. privycouncil judged it neceffary to declare and order, that the Levant be understood to extend itself eaftward from the Isle of Corfu, on the borders of Greece, in the Ionian fea, and from Cape Rufata on the coaft of Barca, in Africa.

SUNDAY, O. 6.

The court went into mourning for a week, for the late ele&refs of Bavaria, and the late prince of Modena.

Henry Simons, a Polish Jew (who swore that Mr. Goddard, an innkeeper, at Cranford bridge, near Hounslow, robbed him of 554 ducats, at his own house, where the Jew lay on Aug 27, for which Mr. Goddard was tried laft feffions at the Old

October, 1751,

Bailey, and honourably acquitted, and the faid Simons was indicted for perjury) was this day met on the road to Harwich by Mr. Ashley of London, brandy-merchant, who knew him, and that he fo flood indicted, and that a warrant was iffued out by Mr. alderman Gascoyne, for the faid crime, and that fuch warrant was in the hands of Mr. Ford, deputy clerk of the peace of London': Mr. Ahley inftantly came poft for London, got the warrant from Mr. Ford, and returned with the utmost expedition, and took him fome miles fhort of Harwich, where he intended to take shipping for Holland; and putting him into the poffeffion of a conftable, he was carried to Chelmsford, in order to be examined before the bench of juftices, who were there fitting; and whilft waiting for a hearing, Simons contrived to put into the coat pocket of Mr. Ashley three ducats, and then earneftly preff.d to be heard by the juftices; before whom he declared, and defired to make oath, that Mr. Ashley was the perfon, who with the faid Mr. Goddard, had robbed him of the 554 ducats, and as a confirmation thereof, he was fure that Mr. Ashley had part of the faid ducats in his right-hand coat pocket; but it clearly appearing that the Jew put them in h mfelf, he was fent to London handcuff'd, with a proper guard, and carried before juftice Fielding, who committed him to New Prifon, in order to take his trial for the faid perjury.

FRIDAY, 11,

Was held a general court of the gover nors of Bridewell and Bethlem hofpitals, when John Sergeant, Efq; fole executor of the late Mr. alderman Arnold, fent a benefaction of 20cl. for the incurables of Bethlem hofpital, bequeathed by the faid deceased alderman.

SUNDAY, 13.

This day an exprefs arrived at his grace the duke of Newcastle's office, from Solo. mon Darolle, Efq; his majesty's refident at the ftates-general of the United Provinces, with an account, that on Friday the 11th instant, about two o'clock in the morning, his moft ferene highnefs William-CharlesHenry Frifo, prince of Orange and Nassau, hereditary ftadtholder, captain-general and admiral-general of the United Provinces of the Low-Counties, died after a very short illness, in the 41ft year of his age.→→ At night an exprefs arrived at Mynheer Hopp's, ambaffador here from the ftatesgeneral, confirming the above account.

His

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