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ENGLISH POET S.
POEMS OF CHARLES CHURCHILL.
The town divided, each runs fev'ral ways,
As paision, humour, int"reft, party sways. R 0 SC I A D.
Things of no moment, colour of the hair,
Shape of a lez, complexion brown or fuit, OSCIUS deceas'd, each high aspiring player A dress well chofen, or a patch misplacid,
Puh'd all his int'rest for the vacant chai:. Conciliate favour, or create distaste. The busin'd heroes of the mimic itage
From galleries loud peals of laughter rall, No longer whine in love, and rant in rage ;
And thunder Shuter's praises he's so droll. The monarch quits his throne, and condescends Embox'd, the ladies must have something smart, Humbly to court the favour of his friends :
Palmer! Oh! Palmer tops the janty part. For pity's fake tells undeserv'd mishaps,
Seated in pit, the dwarf, with aching eyes, And, their applause to gain, recounts his claps. Looks up, and vows that Barry's out of fize; Thus the victorious chiefs of ancient Rome, Whilft to fix feet the vigʻrous (tripling grown, To win the mob, a suppliant's form affume, Declares that Garrick is another Coan. In pompous it rain fight o'er th' extinguish'd war, When place of judgment is by whim fupply'd, And thew where honour bled in ev'ry scar.
And our opinlons have their rise in pride ; But though bare merit might in Rome appear When, in discourling on each inimic elf, The strongest plea for favour 'tis not here ;
We praise and censure with an eye to self; We form our judgment in another way ;
All must meet friends, and Ackman bids as fair And they will best succeed, who best can pay : In such a court, as Garrick, for the chair. Those, who would gain the votes of British tribes, At length agreed, all squabbles to decide, Must add to force of merit, force of bribes. By some one judge, the cause was to be try'd ; What can an actor give ? in ev'ry age
But this their squabbles cit afresh renew, Carh hath been rudely banish'd from the stage ; Who should be judge in such a trial : Who? Monarchs themselves, to grief of ev'ry play'r, For Johnson fume, but Johnson, it was fear'], Appear as often as their image there :
Would be too grave; and Sterne too gły appeard : They can't, like candidate for other seat,
Others for Francklin voted ; but 'twas known, Pour seas of wine, and mountains raise of meat. He ficken'd at all triumphs but his own : Wine ! they could bribe you with the world as soon, For Colman many, but the peevith tongue And of roast beef, they only know the tune : of prudent Age found out that he was young : But what they have they give, could Clive do more, For Murphy fome piif ring wits declard, Though for each million he had brought home four ? Whilft Folly clapp'd her hands, and Wisdom star'd. Shuter keeps open house at Southwark fair,
To mischich train'd, e'en from his mother's womb, And hopes the friends of humour will be there ; Growa old in fraud, thu’yet in manhood's bloom, In Smithfield, Yates prepares the rival treat Idopting arts, by which gay villains rise, For those who laughter love, instead of meat ; And reach the heights which honest men despise ; Foote, at Old House, for even Foote will be, Mute at the bar, and in the senate loud, In felf-conceit, an actor, bribes with tea;
Dull ’mongst the dullest, proudest of the proud ; Which Wilkinson at second-hand receives,
A pert, prim, prater of the northern race, And at the New, pours water on the leaves, Guilt in his heut, and famine in his face, WOL VHI.