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Poetical Essays in DÉCEMBER, 1751.


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Firft couple set, caft off and turn lead thro' the third couple, cart up and turn; elap partners, and back to back set four, and right and left with the top couple ; Poetical. Essays in DECEMBER, 1751.


I lov'd her the more, when she told,

How that pity was due to a dove, THEN forc'd the dear maid to forego, That it ever attended the bold, WHE

What anguish I felt ai my heart ! And she called it the filter of love, And I thought, but it might not be lo,

For her voice such a pleafure conveys, She was sorry to see me depart.

So much I her accents adore, She caft such a languishing view,

Let her speak, and whatever the says, My path I could no where discern;

I am lure still to love her the more. So sweetly the bad me adieu,

6. I thought that she bad me return. And now I muft hafte to the plain,

Come, thepherds, and talk of her My banks, they are furnish'd with bees,

ways Whose murmur invites one to sleep ;

I could lay down my life for the fwain, My waters are thaded with trees,

That will speak in my Phyttida's praise, And my hills are white over with theep.

When he fings, may the maids of the
I seldom have met with a loss,
Such health do my pastures bestow ;

Come flocking and liften the while,
And where they are cover'd with mors, Nor on him let Phyllida frown,
Ev'n there do the bilberries grow.

But I cannot allow her to smile.

7. Methinks, the might like to retire To the grove, I krad labour'd to rear;

To see, when my charmer goes by, For whatever I heard her admire,

Some hermit peep out of his cell, I hafted, and planted it there."

How he thinks of his youth with a ligh, Dear regions of Silence and shade,

How fondly he withes her well! Soft scenes of contentment and ease,

On him the may smile, if the please, Where I could have pleasantly stray'd,

It will warm the cool borom of age ; If ought in her absence could please.

Yet ceale, O my Phyllida, ceafe,

Such softness will ruin the fage. I have found out a gift for my fair,

8. I have found where the wood-pigeons

I have stole from no flowrets that grow, breed

To paint forth the charms I approve ; But then if I rob them, I lear,

For what can a blossom beftow,
She might say 'twas a barbarous deed ; So sweet, fo delightful as love?
For the said he could never be true,

I fing in a rustical way,
Who could rob a poor bird of its young; A Mepherd and one of the throng,
And I lov'd her the more, when I knew, Yet Phyllida's pleas'd with the lay;
Such tenderness flow from her tongue. Go, poets, and envy my song.




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Poetical ESSAYS in DECEMBER, 1751.

In outward form by far excel VIRTUE superior to all external Charms:

The beauty of the brightest belle,
ODE. Occafioned by tbe many late Pieces In inward lustre of the mind,
on celebrated Beaurics. Addri Jed to fucb Surpass the best of woman kind.
LADIES, and ebeir poetical Admirers. You, Mils, are fair and good, 'tis true,

But angels, child, qui shine e'en you
-Piftoribus, atque Poetis

Yet pride and vanity discard,
Quidlibet audendi femper fuit aqua Poteftas.

And truth beyond applause regard ;

At universa) virtue aim,

And (corn to injure or delame : Lies in their faces, or their birth,

Let in your breast these graces grow,
By fordid bards be praised

And you'll an angel shine below.
Shall fenre and wit neglected live,
While few to virtue honour give,

However great or

or rais'd? Sad emblem of degen'rate days, When poets outward beauty praise,

To bless the glorious morn, And court an empty face!

When, man's redemption to obrain,
Can virtue's charms go muse in pice

A God on earth was born,
In virtue's cause will none take fire ?
Oh blind mistaken race!

Who fram'd this world beneath,
Ah, could the bard with Flaccus write, And all those spheres op high,
Or foar in Maro's forty Aight,

Deign'd in an infant's form to breathe, Or boast a Naro's pen ; He'd lash with Juvenal the age,

On Mary's breasts to lie. Satire Tould swell in every page,

Pain, poverty, disgrace, Against deluded men.

And ev'ry finless griel, What, though the boasts a beauteous Obreur'd the loftre of his face, face,

To yield mankind rel.cl, And Aaunts, superb, in silk and lace : 1$ worth convey'd by cloaths ?

Mis life the law fulfillid,
What, though she thines at balls and plays, His fuff'rings pardon bring.
And gayly spends her fying days,

Hail, mighty Saviour ! justly ftild
Admir'd by belles and beaux ?

Our Prophet, Priest, and King.
What, I would ask, are crowns and kings,

What pomp, and titles ?--Aleeting things?

Divine Instructor, hail !
That mock th' alpiring mind :

Whore precepts form our lives ;
Princes, alas ! to dust return,

Nor will implor'd a distance fail
The rich, the great must fill the urn,

The soul that truly drives." ;
And leave their state behind !

6. Believe me, ladies, for 'tis true,

Hail, Saviour of our race!
Not all the di'monds of Peru,

Our facrifice for guilt !
One grain of worth can add ;

Who freely in the finner's place,
Not all the gold the Indies bear,

Thy clenging blood haft spider Not all the gems that glitter there,

7. Can beautify the bad.

The willing knee we bow, 'Tis innate virtue merits praise,

And han thee fov'reign Lord; 'Tis that alone deserves the lays,

For ever, King of faints, be thou
And all a poet's art :

Belor'd, obey'd, ador'd.
We spurn the bards, who meanly fing

Of charms, which {plendid fortunes bring,
But ne'er regard the heart.

A PO E M...
Despise, ye fair, the empty girls,
Whose beauty lies in fowing curls,

Virginibus puerisque canto.
Who shine in borrow'd charms :

Y nature savage, eill inftruAive art,
She, the alone's the happy maid,
Whose real beauties never fade,

heart, Whole bolom virtue warms!

Thro' vice and error the impetuou, youth D. R. Roams uncontroul'd, and shuns the paths

of truth ; Te a YOUNG LADY, wobe de fired fome Lines

Unruly appetites his virtue (way, on ANGEL S.

His will commands, and paffions lead the

way : Flatt'ry but ill becomes the mult)


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1751. 567 But when the schools have lent their social of things the secreat causes we explore, aid,

[Mhade, From whence the sun recruits his golden And from his brain dispell'd the aative


[lighie, His tender front the dawning genius tears, 'What period bounds each rowling orb of And shining virtue in her bloom appears. Where new fedo'd whitiwinds try their So on his furrow stands the lab'ring noisy fight;

(der springs, swaini,

(grain ; Where tempests Deep, and infant thun. And to the glebe commits the pregnant Why nimble lightning mounts on golden Lodgid in the earth an embryo harvest

wings ;

What binds the water in an icy chain,
Till the sun's genial influence bids it rise ; And from what source proceeds the pearly
Then joyous he surveys his fruitful ground, rain :
With plenteous crops, and golden Honours The soul forgets her gross restraint of clay,

[name, And, eager after knowledge, wings her way. The child, as foon as he can tilp his

Is strait committed to the careful dame :

HE name of a patriot, that's laid
Till by revolving years his mind is wrought

very low,

[grow ; To deeper kaowledge, and maturer thoughe: And the fruit that is seen on hedges to She to his hand the letter'd horn applies, These being join'd, make the name of a And with her fescue guides his wand'ring place

(lace ; eyes.

[god inspires, That's noted for making abundance of The youths, whose breast the warlike

And with a gen'rous thirst of glory fires,

Hi game that is often play'd by the
Within the lifts a bloodless combat wage,

great, With seeming hatred, and dissembled rage; And a din that is counted delicate meat ; Undaunted, when Britannia calls to fight,

Join these two together, and it will discover Shall crown her battles, and defend her The town wherein dwelleth my elder broright.


CROC U S. Some tollow nature in her gloomy maze,

Answer to tbe forf Rebus in our laß, P. 521.
And trace the goddess thro' unbeaten ways;

To Qui BU S.
A Audious race ! whose boundless prospects


HE part of your word must be Lecb,

And Lade was a justice well known
High o'er the clouds, and pierce che iomost

By which you plainly do teach,
They measure earth thro: all her distant

That Leblade's the name of the town. "lands,

They tell the Aars and count the yellow

Answer to the Second, Ibid.
Here, in throng'd schools, the Atern gram.

RAVES made of callow for dogs is marians teach

good prog, The beauties and proprieties of speech :

And an end is material to make moe or To love of arts they mould unpractis'd

Therefore, in Kent, it is plain to be seen, youth,

(truth. Gravesend you mean in the last Magazine. And form theit tender minds to {potless ANOTHER Answer.

Here too Britaionia's unexperienc'd fair THE food that's not fit to be given to
To the frequented dancing school repair;

[dogs : Each shining nymph improves her pretty I think must be graves, often us'd to feed face,

(grace ; If so, with the help of a gobler's end, With winning features, and becoming Join'd with graves, you will make the To the thrill haurboy and the fiddle's found, town of Gravesend. They Thift alternate feet, and press the ground.

To Miss J-5, of St. T-s, O-f-d, 4. Here that nice art the studious pupils try

ber several excellent Poems. Of paintiog words, and speaking to the eye;

HENE'ER thou deign'A to sweep Which, in their various shapes of figures

the quiv'ring lyre,

Anxiety is lulled to reft;
Give colour and a body to a thought. Paffion Yubmits to Cupid's gentler fire,
Thrice happy mortal ! on whole earthly And am'rous transports glad the breast,

The too, too pow'rful magick of thy fong,
The likeness of his Maker is impressed ! Fair maid, enchanting all around,
Tbrice happy mortal! -whore enlighened Draws the rapt (wains insensibly along,

Attentive to the heav'nly found.
To useful arts and wisdom is inclind! No longer shall the wanton Sappho reign
Thro' tedious schools we hunt the lovely Sole queen of wit, unmarch d in praise ;

No longer shall Methymna's distant plain
And by the prize confess ous toil o'er-paid; Monopolize the female bays,





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568 Poetical Essays in DECEMBER, 1751. In T-Ils more pure unfully'd laurek grow, Ten years ! small space, to finish the foll Where Phoebus and the nine repair,


[thine ; Maria, to adorn thy graceful brow, Thro' which perfections human fparkling

Thou learned Phoenix of the fair. He worthy was of life's extended date, Oxford, Dec. 13, 1751. J. P. But virtue cannot stop the pow'r of fate.

While I defiga'd to spread about him PROLOG U E.


Seeing the op'ning of his genius' pow'rs ; At tbe Revival of Every Man in his Hu.

Alas! I weep his merits round his comb, A COMEDY. Written by BIN

I only faw perfection in its bloom. JOHNSON

Fool that I was, to think his rifing day, Spoken by Ms. GABRICK.

Wou'd still increafing, fuller beams display; CR Riticks ! your favour is our author's That no cloud gath'ring wou'd obscure the right


(bright. The weil-known scenes, we fhall present which thone in breaking dawn to Iweetly to-night,

Short is the time of all shat lines be. Are no weak efforts of a modern pen,


[flow ; But the strong touches of immortal Ben; There's nothing fixt, all beauties ebb and A rough old bard, whole honest pride dis. Let cypress then furround his peaceful dain'd


[have. Applause itself, uoless by merit gain'd- "Tis more, perhaps, than many kings thalt And wou'd to-night your loudelt praise

His Epitaph, from ebe same Hand. disclaim, [doubtful fam.,

ENEATH this monument does lie Shou'd his great fhade perceive the Not to his labours granted, but his name.

A youth who honour had in view, Boldly he wrote, and boldly told the age, “ He dar'd not prostitute the uselul stage,

Who only what was virtue knew ;

But death thro' envy wou'd not spare « Or purchase their delight at such a rate,

Such beauty and perfe&tion rare ; “ As, for ir, he himselt must juftly hate : “ But rather begg'd they wou'd be pleas'd

He calmly met approaching fate,

Nor mourn'd his life's too fleeting date " to see

[shou'd be : " From him, such plays, as other plays

Tho' by a tender father lov'd, “ Wou'd leam from him to scorn a motley

Not death his youthful courage moy'd ; [" with men."

No eye did see him, but admir'd, e And leave their monsters, to be pleas'd His wit was great, his goodness more,

And all his happiness defir'd ; Thus spoke the bard And tho' the times

Who knew him, muft his lofs deplore. are chang'd,

(rang'd; Since his free Muse, for fools the city

J. DINSDALE. Add satire had not then appear'd in Itate,

On Misi G-nn.g's for coming from Ireland. To lain the finer follies of the great ;

In Imitation of Mr. Prior's Female Phaeton. Yet let not prejudice infect your mind,

HUS Molly youthful, gay and fair, Nor light the gold, because not quite refin'd;

(view, In sweet complaint, and easy air With no falfe niceness this performance Her mother oft address'd. Nor damn for low, whate'a is just and Must I to home be still confin'd, true :


By ev'ry one forsaken?
Sure to thore scenes fome honour Mou'd be Sure, I'm for something else defign'd,
Which Camden patroniz'd, and Shake- Or Molly's much mistaken.
spear piay'd :

Shall Periam reign publick toast
Nature was nature then, and ftill survives; In country and in town?
The garb may alter, but the lubstance lives, And V-ne with arrogance ftill boalt
Lives in this play where each may find

Tbat all tbe world's ber own ? complete,

[deceit- Shall they to drums and routs repair,
His pi&ur'd felf Then favour the And be admir'd alone ?
Kindly forget the hundred years between; While Molly, tho' perhaps as fair,
Become old Britons, and admire old Ben, Is not so much as known.

Let me, mamma, now quit this chain,
Upon ebe Dearb of Charles Godfrey Palmer, And but for this once try ;
Esq; Translated from tbe French of Mr. I'll have my lords as well as V-ne,
de Jallange.

Or know the reason why.
E manes of my constant, kend'reft Her fond mamma could not say nay,

And she at her desire,
Who now seem vanith'd into empty air, Obtain'd the chariot for a day,
You are not loft, but reign in light above ; And sa ibe world on fire.
You had my friendship, now you have my



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Monthly Chronologer.

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Extra37 of a Letter from NAPLES, dared

Nov, 16. N the night between the oth and Sth instant, from the new aperture which was made on the east fide of mount Vesuvius, (see p.

522.) there issued forth fuch a prodigious flame of fire, that, notwithfanding our city is situate on the weltern fide of the mountain, we saw every now and then an uncommon light in the .air. 'About two in the morning there were felt several shocks of an earthquake, in all the parts adjacent to the raid fiery moun. tain. Oa the gth in the evening, the interior banks of the aperture on the summit bruke in, and funk directly to the bottom of the Vulcano. As the wind was in the east all that night, and was pretty high, it carried fome of the embers as far as Porti. ci, where his majetty was then refident. Yesterday the top of the mountain likewise seemed to be all in a flame, and this very morning there proceeded from it abundance of sulphurous matter. Ever fince the 12th inst. all the weils belonging to the village de la Forre del Greco, fituate on the sea More to the south-west of the aforesaid • mountain, are perfectly dried up ; and some people affert, that the rea jirelf was confiderably drove back from its usual boundaries. Much the same accident hap. pened in the year 1631, and the whole port belonging to our city was almoft dry. In the year 1698 the sea retreated from the banks full 42 feet ; and at the same time there issued from the top of the aforesaid mountain a corrent of water, of much larger extent than that of the flames.

To the account we gave in our last, of the dreadful hurricane at Jamaica, we shall add the following description of that terrible tempeft, which came in a letter from capt. Hill, commander of the Queen- Mary, of Bristol, to john Toogood, Esq; one of his owners, dated, Kingiton, Sept. 21, 1751,

is Tho' it be impoffible at present to ertimate the losses sustained in the shipping, in the town, and over the whole country, it may not be disagreeable to give you some particulars of what I myself was an eye-witness 10.-On the icth intant, in the evening, the whole firmament appeared of a very livid colour, horrible to be. bold, and the greatest part of that night

December, 1751.

was attended with hard squalls of wind : About fix in the morning of the sith it blew very hard at north, which brought off great quantities of leaves and sprays of trees from the mountains aboard the ships which rede at anchor a mile and a half distant from the town, and was seen huila ing in the air like flocks of biruis. At half an hour after 8 the wind thisted to the east, and after that to the foutlı-eat, when inftantly it blew a hurricane, which raised the sea in this harbour to a most surprizing height, and in a few minutes it grew 10tally dark, equal to an eclipse of the sun at noon-day, not being able to see the tips that were driving foul of each other, nor scarce capable of fixing ourselves to the first thing we could lay hold on, the wind roaring above us as if the most tremendcus thunder had been dropping on our heads, so that no man could be heard to speak on board. The height of the gale lasted till between 11 and 12, when it something cleared ; and looking round us, nothing was to be seen but death and defruction, numbers lying on the shore drowned, and others floating on the sides and pieces of wrecks, till the following afternoon, when we ventured out our small boats to bring them off. The violence of the wind was ro great, that only 3 ships out of 40 sail of veftels rode out the gale, viz. the Corn. wall, Duncomb, the Mercury, Matthews, and the Queen Mary, who has suffered not the least damage, only the loss of my two boats, which I have fince found, and got safe off. In going round the harbour on the 14th to look for them, I made what observation I could of the veficle that were loft; of which, some that were drove ashore in the woods, overset, and stove to pieces. I numbered 27 ; and there are now riding before the town, without mafts, 14. The Fox man of war, from the Havannah, Mr. Manning on board, with a great quantity of specie, was obliged to cut away all her malls, and let go all her anchors, and after driving over 2 or 3 keys, brought up between two rocks, where it pleased God to preserve their lives, alıno' they had taken leave of cach other, and were preparing for their last moments. She is bulged, and her hold full of water."

The following is the confeffion of Normand Rols, condemned for the murder of lady Billie, in Scotland. " The

ening, Aug. 12, I entered lady Billie's room before the came from ler



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