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Such be your venal task; whilst, blest with ease, Shall Galen's sons with privilege destroy,
Or is man's life less precious than his sin?
With palsied hand should justice hold the Still doom'd 'gainst wicked wit my pen to draw,
scale, Correct each bard by critic rules of law;
And o'er a judge court-complaisance prevail, 'Twixt guilt and shame the legal buckler place, Satire's strong dose the malady requires : And guard each courtly culprit from disgrace? I write--when, lo! the bench indignant fires; Hard task ! should future jurymep inherit Each hoary head erects its load of hair; The city-twelve's self-judging British spirit.7" Their furs all bristle, and their eye-balls glare ; While you, my Thompson ! spite of med'cine In rage they roar, " With rev'rend ermine sport! save,
Seize! seize him, tipstaff!--Tis contempt of Mark how the college peoples every grave!
court." See Mead transfer estates from sire to son,
Led by the meteor of a mitre's ray, And ** bar succession to a throne 8!
If Sion's sons through paths unhallow'd stray,
Quit all the saint, and truckle all the tool;
To cure this loyal lethargy of grace,
Probe but the mortal part of the divine;
No benefit of clergy may I plead; Undone's the doctor, if the patient smart; With every canon pointed at my head, Superior pow'rs his mental bill control,
Alive I'm censur'd, ard I'm damn'd when dead. And law corrects the physic of the soul).
Lawyer and priest, like doctors, still agree;
'Tis theirs to give advice; 'tis ours, the fee: buffoonery) consists in a truly poetical negli- To them alone all earthly rule is giv'n, gence of his person.
Diploma'd from St. James's, and from Heav'n. 7 Alluding to the constitutional verdict given Yet ills there are, nor bench, nor palpit reach; on the trial of William Owen, for publishing In vain may Ryder charge, or Sherlock preach; “ The Case of the honourable Alexander Murray, For law too mighty, and too proud for grace, esq. "-a pamphlet written by P. Whitehead.
Lurk in the star, or lord it in a place; 8 This line furnishes a melancholy memento Brood in the sacred circle of a crown, of the most fatal catastrophe that perhaps ever
While fashion wafts their poison through the befel this nation. Among the various tributary
town: verses which flowed on that occasion, our author Hence o'er each village the contagion wings, wrote the following; and which he here takes And peasants catch the maladies of kings. the liberty to insert, being willing to seize every
When purpled vice shall humble justice awe, opportunity, to perpetuate his sense of our pub- and fashion make it current, spite of law; lic loss, in the death of that truly patriot prince,
What sovereign medcine can its course reclaim? Frederick
What, but the poet's panacea--sbame!
Thus wit's great Esculapius '* once prevail'd, When Jove, late revolving the state of mankind' And satire triumpb’d, where the fasces faild: 'Mong Britons no traces of virtue could find,
No consul's wreath could lurking folly hide,
The poignant verse pierc'd through each fair dis-
balm Ammon, grasping his bolts, aim'd at Britain the Can cure the itching of a courtier's palm? But pausing-more dreadful, his wrath to evince, Where thechaste canon, say, thou hallow'd sage, Threw the thunder aside, and sent fate for the The virgin's glowing wishes can assuage? prince.
Let but the star his longing lordship see, · A like correction, with regard to the physic | Hang but the sparkling pendant at her ears,
What pow'r can set the captive conscience free? of the body, might prove no bad security for what trembling maid the gen'rous lover fears? the life and property of the patient, as the faculty are at present accountable to no other power but that of Heaven, for the rectitude of the province of the physician, and the apothetheir conduct. And perhaps no civilized nation cary pluines himself in ihe perriwig and plunder can afford such an instance of physical anarchy
of both professions.-- In a public spirited endeaas ours, wbere the surgeon is permitted to usurp discipline in practice, consists a Thompson's em
vour to cure this anarchy, and restore a proper * Alluding to the preceding earthquakes, in piricism.--Ilincillæ lachrymæ.1750.
ia Horatius Flaccus,
When lawless passion seiz'd th’ imperial ( Fix'd in Hibernia's hemisphere to rule, damell,
And shed your influence o'er each knave and Brothels '2 were only found, to quench the flame;
fool 20. No routs, or balls, the kind convenience gave, Whilst the sad summons of a mortar's knell To lose her virtue, yet her honour save. The rival deeds of each diploma tell ; In Cupid's rites, now, so improv'd our skill, And death's increasing muster-rolls declare, Mode find the means, when nature finds the will. That health and Thompson are no longer here; Each rey'rend relict keeps a private pack,
How shall the Muse this salutation send? And sturdy stallion with Atlean back;
What place enjoys thee? or what happier Where British dames to mystic rites repair,
friend? Nor fail to meet a lurking Clodio there;
Say, if in Eastbury's 21 majestic towers, In amorous stealths defraud the public stews, Or wrapt in Ashley's 22 amarantine bowers, And rob the Drury vestal of her dues; (gown, By friendship favour'd, and unaw'd by state, Who hapless mourns her last, long-mortgag'll You barter science with the wise and great : While Douglass 13 damns the drums of lady O'er Pelham's politics in judgment sit, Brown.
Reform the laws of nations, or of wit ; By names celestial, mortal females call; With attic zest enrich the social bowl, Angels they are, but angels in their fall.
Crack joke on joke, and mingle soul with soul ; One royal phenix 14 yet redeems the race, On laughter's wanton wing now frolic sport, And proves, in Britain, beauty may have grace. Nur envy Fox 23 the closet of a court. Vain shall the Muse the various symptoms find,
Lost in this darling luxury of ease, When every doctor 's of a diff'rent mind. Alike regardless both of fame and fees, In **'s palm, be foul corruption found,
“ Let Shaw'' (you cry) “o'er physic sov'reign Each court-empiric holds, his grace is sound; Or W'** boast his hecatombs of slain : (reign, In Sackville's 15 breast let public spirit reign, Be mine, to stay soine friend's departing breath, Blisters! (they cry) the cause is in his brain ; And Child's 24 may take the drudgery of death." So, Talbot's want of place is want of sense,
Yet, Thompson! say (whose gift it is to save, And Dashwood's 10 stubborn virtue, downright Make sickness smile, and rescue from the grave) insolence.
Say, to what end this healing pow'r was meant ? When ills are thus just what the doctors please, Nor hide the talent, which by Heav'nis lent. And the soul's health is held the mind's disease ; | Though envy all her hissing serpents raise, Not all thy art, O Horace ! had prevail'd; . And join with harpy fraud to blast thy bays : Here, all thy Roman recipes 17 had fail'dl. Shall wan disease in vain demand thy skill,
Had fate to Flaccus but our days decieed, While health but waits the summons of your What Pollio would admire? what Carsır read?
quill? Great Maro's 18 self had dy'd an humble swain, Shall Egypt's plague 25 the virgin cheek invade, And Terence sought a Lælius now in vain. And beauty's wreck not win thee to its aid? Science no more employs the courtier's care, O! stretch a saving hand, and let the fair No muse's voice can charın Northumberland's Owe all her future triumphs to thy care :
Resume the pen! and be thyself, once more, The solid vote aërial verse outweighs,
What Rateliff, Friend, and Syd'nbam were And wins all courtly favour from the bays;
before Hence flow alone the sacred gifts of kings,
Yet, when reviving patients set you free, Staves, truncheons, feathers, mitres, stars, and Let Vaughan 2 yield one social hour to me.
strings. Hence cradles, see! with lisping statesmen 20 As our author lamented the occasion of these spawn,
lines, so no one more sincerely rejoices to find, And infant limbs beswaddled in the lawn; that the beam of public spirit is likely to dispel While honest Boyle 19, too impotent for place, the clouds which had interposed between loyalSets, in meridian glory of disgrace :
ty and patriotism-A new political star in our Nor all the patriot music of Malone
days, and which some more eastern magi would Can charm a court, like Sackville, or like Stone; do well to follow. Blest twins of state ! whom love and pow'r con- 21 A seat belonging to the right hon. George join,
23 Lord Holland. "Pompeia, consort to Julius Cæsar, whom 24 A coffee-house noted for the resort of our the young Claudius took an opportunity of seduc-modern Esculapics, where they ply for those ing at a solemn sacrifice of the Bona Dea. patients the apothecary is pleased to consign 12 Intravit calidum veteri centone lupanar. over to them; and where another appe to
Juv. physic (called the undertakers) never fails to 13 An infamous, famous bawd.
attend the physical levee, in order to receive the 14 Princess of Wales, mother of his present lucrative news of their joint endeavours. majesty George III.
25 The small pox, said to have first appeared at 15 See a proposal for a militia, published by Alexandria. See the doctor's treatise on this lord Middlesex.
distemper. 16 Sir Francis Dashwood, afterwards lord Le 26 Owen Evan Vaughan, esq; of Bodidris Despenser, the patron and protectorofour author. castle; a gentleman, in whose friendship the 17 Satires. 18 Virgil. 19 Lord Orrery.
doctor and our author more particularly pride
Come then, my friend ! if friendship's name No wreaths I court, no subsidies I claim, can woo,
Too rich for want, too indolent for fame. Come! bring me all I want, that all in you.
Whilst here with vice a bloodless war I wage, if rural scenes bave still the pow'r to please,
Or lash the follies of a trilling age, Flocks, vallies, hills, streams, villas, cots, and Each gay-plum'd hour, upon its downy wings, trees ;
The Hybla freight of rich contentment brings; Here all in one harmonious prospect blend, Health, rosy handmaid, at my table waits, And landscapes rise, scarce Lambert's 27 art And halcyon peace broods watchful o'er my can mend.
gates. Thames, made immortal by her Denham's Here oft, on contemplation's pinions bore, strains,
[plains ; | To Heav'n I mount, and nature's works explore; Meand'ring glides through Twick’nham's flow'ry Or, led by reason's intellectual clue, [sue; While royal Richmond's cloud-aspiring wood Through errour's maze, truth's secret steps purPours all its pendent pomp upon the flood. View ages past in story's mirror shown, (own : By Rome's proud dames let storied Tiber flow, And make time's mould'ring treasures all my And all Palladio grace the banks of Po;
Or here the Muse now steals me from the throng, Here nature's charms in purer lustre rise, And wraps me in th' enchantment of her song. Nor seek from wanton art her vain sopplies. Thus flow, and thus for ever flow ! my days,
Lo! Windsor, rev'rend in a length of years, Unaw'd by censure, or unbrib'd by praise ; Like Cybele, her tow'r-crown'd summit rears; No friend to faction, and no dupe to zeal ; And Hampton's turrets, with majestic pride, Foe to all party, but the public weal. Reflect their glories in the passing title :
Why then, from every venal bondage free, There British Henries gave to Gallia law; Courts have no glitt'riny shackles left for me : Here bloom'd the laurels of a great Nassau 28. My reasons, Thompson ! prithee ask no more; O! could these scenes one monarch more but Take them, as Oxford's Flaccus sung before 33. please:
“My ease and freedom if for aught I vend, No frozen climates, no tempestuous seas, Would not you cry, to Bedlam, Bedlam, friend! For Brunswick's weal alarming fears shall bring, But to speak out-shall what conld ne'er engage Nor Britain envy meaner courts her king. [ see, My frailer youth, now captivate in age ?
Here Campbell's 23 varied shades with wonder What cares can vex, what terroirs frightful be, Like Heaven's own Eden, stor'd with every tree ; | To him whose shield is hoary sixty-three 35? Each plant with plant in verdant glory vies ;
When life itself so little worth appears, High-tow'ring pines, like Titans, scale the skies; That ministers can give no hopes, or fears ; And Lebanon's rich groves on Hounslow's deserts Although grown grey within my humbler gate, rise.
I ne'er kiss'd bands, or trod the rooms of state ; But chief—with awful step, 0! let us stray, Yet not unhonour'd have I liv'd, and blest Where Britain's Orpheus tun'd his sacred lay, With rich convenience, careless of the rest ; Whose grove enchanted from his numbers grew, What boon more grateful can the gods bestow And proves, what once was fabled, now is true. On those avow'd their favourite sons below35 ?" Here oft the bard with Arbuthnot retir'd; Here flow'd the verse his healing art inspir’d30 ;
on the north side of Twickenham Common, Alike thy merit like thy fame should rise,
sacred to the muses. It was afterwards inha. Could friendship give, what feeble art denies :
bited by the lady Bridget Tallınach, daughter Though Pope's immortal verse the gods refuse, of the late lord Northington. Accept this off’ring from an humbler Muse.
33 See conclusion of Dr. King's apology. Weak though her flight, yet honest still her
34 Though the translator's virtue is not yet strain,
secured by this palladium of his grand climacAnd what no minister could ever gain;
teric, yet he flatters bimself he shall at least be Pleas'd if the grateful tribute of her song,
able to rival our truly Roman author, in the Thy merit, Thompson! shall one day prolong.
practice of his heroic indifference, however short In marshald slaves let hungry princes trade,
he may fall of him in his elegant description And Britain's bullion bribe their venal aid31 ;
of it. Let brave Boscawen trophicd honours gain,
36 Libera si pretio quantövis otia vendam, And Anson wield the trident of the main.
Cui non insanus videar? Sed apertius audi : Safe, in the harbour of iny Twick'nam 32 bower, Quæ juvenem, infirmumque animi captare neFrom all the wrecks of state, or storms of power;
Illa senem capiant ? aut quæ terrere perîcla themselves, as he has never polluted his ancient
Posse putes hominem, cui climactericus annus British pedigree with any moderu Anti-British Præsidio est omni majus ? cui vita videtur principles.
Haud equidem tanti esse, ut quid caveatve 27 A landscape-painter, much celebrated. 28 William the Third.
petatve 19 Duke of Argyle, celebrated as a warrior and Si mihi non dextram tetigisse, aut limina regum
A regni satrapis, ullaque sit anxius hora. a statesman,
Contigit, & lare sub tenui mea canuit ætas : 30 Pope's Epistle to Arbuthnot. 31 Alluding to a modern kind of military traffic, Non inhonoratus vixi: neque gratins usquam
Attamen æquo animo, non ullis rebus egenus, which consists in the exchange of British gold Dii munus dederunt, cui si favisse fatentur. for German valour; and by which means, it is presumed, our politicians intend the native want of either party shall be reciprocally supplied.
32 He had a neat villa, in the style of a cbateau,
Your fortunes and lives,
Your children and wives,
To defend, 'tis the time now or never ;
Then let each volunteer AS PERFORMED BY MR. BEARD, IN THE CHARACTER
To the drum-head repair-
King George and old England for ever!
King George, &c.
How our monarchs of old
SUXG BY MR. BEARD IN THE ENTERTAINMENT 01 As when brave George the Second did reign,
APOLLO AND DAPHNE.
As when brave, &c.
The meadows all spangled with dew-drops beLet Fame no more speak ;
[day, Though their arms did the Old world subdue,
Hear! the lark's early matin proclaims the new
And the horn's chearful summons rebukes our Through the nations around Let her trumpet now sound,
delay. How Britons have conquer'd the New,
can vie, Fast, west, north, and south,
While jocund we follow the hounds in full cry. Our cannou's loud mouth
Let the drudge of the town make riches his sport; Shall the rights of our monarch maintain ; The slave of the state bunt the smiles of a court; On America's strand
No care and ambition our pastime annoy, Amherst limits the land,
But innocence still gives a zest to our joy.
With the sports, & Co
The priest hunts a living-the lawyer a fee, Each fort, and each town,
The doctor a patient--the courtier a place, We still make our own,
Though often, like us, he's Bung out in the chase. Cape Breton, Crown Point, Niagar ;
With the sports, &c. Guardelupe, Senegal, And Quebec's mighty fall,
The cit hunts a plumb-while the soldier hunts Shall prove we've no equal in war,
The poet a dinner-the patriot a name; (fame, Brave boys! And 'the practis'd coquette, though she seems to Shall prove we've, &c.
In spite of her airs, still her lover pursues. Though Conflans did boast
With the sports, &c. He wou'd conquer our coast, Our thunder soon made monsieur mute ;
Let the bold and the busy hunt glory and wealth; Brave Hawke wing'd his way,
All the blessing we ask is the blessjug of health, Then pounc'd on his prey,
With hound and with horn through the wood. And gave him an English salute,
lands to roum, Brave boys ! | And, when tired abroad, find contentment at And gave him, &c
With the sports of the field there's no pleasure At Minden you know
can vie, How we frighten'd the foe,
While jocund we follow our hounds in full cry. While homeward their army pow steals,
“ Though,” they cry, “ British bands
Are too hard for our hanels,
THE PRESIDENT, VICE-PRESIDENTS, GOVERNORS, Whilst our heroes from home
&c. Of The LONDON HOSPITAL.
Of Prussia's brave prince, or of Britain's good
king: No wooden-shoed foe
[display, Can with freemen in battle compare,
Here the poor claim my song; then the art Pill Brave boys! How you all shall be gainers-by giving away. Can with with freemen, &c.
Derry down. VOL. XVI,
OCCASIONED BY LADY
OF SOME ANTIQUE
THE STREETS WHEREOP WERE FOOLISH LY SAID TO BE PAVED WITH JACOBITES.
The cruse of the widow, you very well know, Whom no courtier can datter, no patriot can blaine: The more it was emptied, the fuller did flow : But, our president's here-or I'd tell you his So here with your purse the like wonder you'll
When Bacchus, jolly God, invites
In vain his altars I surround,
Derry down. No charm has wine without the lass;
'Tis love gives relish to the glass. The gamester, who sits up whole days and whole pights,
Whilst all around, with jocund glee, To hazard his health and his fortune at White's; In brimmers toast their farrite she; Much more to advantage bis bets he may make, Though ev'ry nymph my lips proclaim, Here, set what he will, he will double his stake. | My beart still whispers Chloe's name;
Derry duwn. And thus with me, by am'rous stealth, The fair-one, whose heart the four aces control,
Still ev'ry glass is Chloe's bealth. Who sighs for sans-prendre, and dreams of a vole,
[drille, Let her here send a tithe of her gains at qua
VERSES And she'll ne'er want a friend in victorious spadille.
STATUES TO OXFORD;
1x Oxford's stones, as Blaco writes, For safe is the venturewhich Heaven insures. And Pitt affirms, are Jacobites,
That bid the court defiance; The stock-jobber too may subscribe without fear, How must the danger now increase, In a fund which for ever a premium must bear; When stones are come from Rome and Greece, Where the stock must still rise, and where Scrip
To form a grand alliance! will prerail,
Yet, sprung from lands of liberty, Though South-Sea, and India, and Omnium, These stones can sure no Tories be, should fail.
Or friends to the Pretender;
Derry down. And Pitt himself can ne'er devise, The churchman' likewise his advantage may
That Whiggish stones should ever rise
Against our faith's defender.
TO DR. KING.
OFT bave I heard, with clam'rous note,
of beauty. When you, O King, offend his sight,
The spaniel Blaco bays.
(ease : Here's the place will afford you rich profit with When the bason comes round-be as rich as
BUTTERFLY AND BEE. you please.
SEE! Flavia, see! that flutt'ring thing, Then a health to that 'patron, whose grandeur Skim round yon flower with sportive wing, and store
Yet ne'er its sweet explore; Yield aid and defence to the sick and the poor; While, wiser, the industrious bee Additional stanza for the annual feast of the Extracts the honey from the tree,
And hives the precious swre. ons of the Clergy • Ditto for the Magdalen Hospital,
So you, with coy, coquettish art, • The late duke of Devonshire,
Play wanton ruund your lore.'s bcart,