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advantages of RHYMING. By Dr S.

Rhyme on then, mortals; and in verse

Your thoughts to climes remote disperse; Being a supplement to his fatires.

(To climes remote? Sir, you mistake; (19.506.619, 75. Ixvi. 40.95.) A neighb'ring fair, or country-wake): Ould you detain men from the stews ? For, were they not abroad to roam,

Let them bave commerce with the Mufe. What mischief might they do at home! Bir pasfions, that no limits know, Had Wilkes thus, whose far other lass is, I ever have some stated flow;

But woo'd the Mufe upon Parnassus; peat at all, a trifling care,

He had preserv'd bis wits and sense foil, manner how, or when, or where. Undamn'd by Hogarth's mighty pencil. flip from rocks secur'd by cables, To show what lengths the human heart

kep mankind from gaming-tables, May, ah! from rectitude depart; en falten with poetic fetters,

Doom'd to the scorpion lash of fame, skid from the alphabet of letters.

Nor burst with consciousness and shame; that one almost daily views

God said, in vengeance to his foes, Erders committed on the Muse;

Let Wilkes arise, and Wilkes arose. my might bid adieu to life,

Rhyme on then, mortals; better rhyme, bb'd, ruthless, by his brother's knife; Than suffer for some horrid crime. rery roofs secure no more,

Better lines meet, and jingle too, inmolt chambers staind with gore.

Than muffled bells ding dang for you. i at the alear force the Muse,

Better to chain a few poor letters, thue your modeft fuit refuse ;

Than you be clapt in iron fetters. an fhall our wives and daughters be Better the Mule and you- forgot,

your attempts unhallow'd free. Than in a dungeon you should rot. but robbers may our roads desert,

Thus had not Churchill spent his ire, ed from our houses thieves depart; And timely flash'd away his fire, ni portals all their cunning use,

This self-fame Churchill might have been reely to parloin from the Muse:

A robber on the highway seen; o rob, on purpose to conceal,

A cut-throat, muffled up in gloom, tr fom, is from herfelf to steal.

In some dark corner of a room : taking here, unknown they give, Escaping thus those dreadful pangs, * fafter , as they strive to live.

He feels who by his gullet hangs. bre, aiming to be more than frog,

Forgive him then, thrice noble B-; ells the fam'd monarch of the bog.

Newgate had claim'd a Churchill mute. bo'lted ftrength from the magnet gains, Thee he revil'd, else, with his fellows, be magnet Gil its pow'r retains.

Satan had sent him to the gallows. in bloftom Rill remains unsoil'd,

Thee he mistook, but not himself, ho', haply, of its honey spoild.

A very cunning wary elf: Mat for the harmless art of rhyming,

Self-preservation is a rule in would be fill offending Hymen;

First taught us in wife Nature's schools ight and accus'd (such Wilkes's use is) Thus, from the halter to be free, t kone foul capital abuses;

He drew his pen, and libel'd thce; y in the face of law and reafon,

And, of two evils both accurst, silty of herefy or treason;

He thus rejected but the worst; I which in Britain's annals we

Censure too from his pen we find, many dire examples fee);

Turn'd into praise by all mankind : beroes on the public road,

Forgive him then, thrice poble B--; Stare poor mifers of their load;

Thou but half-prais'd had he been mute. Inaich their brethren - with a knife,

Rhyme on then, mortals ; better rhyrne, all the miseries of life;

Altho' you reach not the sublime, e their fellow-inortals be

Than at temptation's mercy lie, cralıcd on a tree.

And feel all ills beneath the sky; me on then, mortals ; for in numbers Tofs'd to and fro, howe'er you ftrive, love of mischief often slumbers;

As whim, caprice, and passion drive. micked thought oft melts away,

Such ills had happen'd Churchill, and o

The mighty genius of Redondo, and T-, harmless now,

Had they not thus themselves amus'd, token, else, fome plighted vow;

And all their gall in rhyme essus d. from some too kind virgin more

Like ale in bottles they fermenid, they again could e'er restore.

Fate long their bursting kind prevented; then, the Muse, ye lordly brothers, But, ah! too hot policies grew, bring aunts, and tender mothers;

Out cork and froih abrupily few. no fair friend meets a difafter,

But happy this rude storm's o'erblown, tak noi the man, but poetaster.

Novgtit but the coik iilelf o'crurowo.


worded in a roundelay.

Churchill mounts Pegasus, and strives And gratitude demands it too;
To prove - how fait the dm drives; You should feed us, for feeding you.
Drives on, such San's plan to mend all, Good beef and pudding we afford,
Thro' Nander, obloquy, and scandal. And wines, to decorate your board;
Gross wits fierce clements engage,

Surely, you should return as good,
A deep dark Pıt't confines their rage : Fame, that light elemental food.
What devastations else had been

Thus, mutual giv'n, Mall mutual last In womens fair inclosures feren!

The eleemofory repast.
True; no exception here Mould be, But this fublime existence gives,
Let the fame cenfure light on - me.

Who eats with faith immortal lives; Thanks to the Muse, lo little fame

Those grant, with much intestine (trife, Can sport malicious with my name,

Only a temporary life; That, thro' life's crouded path below,

And ah! that lite oft Thorten'd too, I almost unobserv'd can go;

(Pause, critics, pause, while you review), Tho' scarce for good distinguish'a, still By those e ential means ordain'd, Not once remarkable for ill.

By which itself should be luitain'd. Tho' not, by infinite, so good,

Surely we need then no director, As God and Reason meant I should;

To tell, who's most the benefactor. Yet am I not, my conscience clear,

What complicated good the Muse Worse than to mankind I appear.

Loves thro'creacion to diffuse ! These, in the same proportion true,

Not ills alone would the prevent, Comprise my flame and glory too.

To her philanthropy's extent; But, reader, leit you should declare

But alíu, to all ranks below, Against the prim confeflor's chair ;

Would bleflings pofitive bestow! No more, fo your chagrin suspend,

Kings might their drawing-rooms decline Shall the pert egotist olend.

To pay their vilits to the Nine. Yet, haply, men well.pleas'd may

fee Commence for once (unfcepter'd) men, Their own apt characters in nie.

And wield in harmless glee their pen. For look with moral eye about,

Such only, then, would murder time, All's mediocrity throughout;

With monarchs, lure, a simple crime ; Save, whicre we only it lould find,

Not, for a feather or a gem, When fierce disputes distract mankind; Slay millions, nor once pity them: When W wields his fell pen

Millions, sprung from the self-fame clay O'er a strict set of harmless men;

Not less divinely form'd than they ! Who puffs, with rage-inflated cheek, To gratify their whim or spleen, And forms, to prove the spirit meek. Oft meaner than their scullions seen;

Rhyme on then, mortals; better rhyme, Rule mankind with an iron road, Than waste in idleneis your time;

And personate „ll things but — God! Or, which is worse, from discontent, The royal fons of Freedom here Your rage and spite on others vent.

Like gods in human form appcar. Could - employ his pen,

GEORGE fills iritannia's throne, to the That most noth-overcome of men;

Heav'n one ancinted boasts below. Did not the chaste and virtuous Muse

Rhyme on then, mortals; for by me To him her visit kind refuse;

Our taste of life becomes the sweeter; Would he be late and early found

Each hour, on downy pinion, herce A conftant plague to all around?

Brings some new rapture to the sense. The tons of metre too may boast,

Objects around we can arrange And claiming this they claim the most, Thro’one eternal joyous change ; That they, indeed, do all they can,

Within our cloicts worlds explore, To help a worthy set of men;

And act all mai kind o'er and o'er; Who, else, in nome-fpun rullet clad, Extend life's poor contracted span, Might handle ipades for daily bread. Beyond the common bounds of man; In mines poetic all such hewers

From fleep's ignoble periods take, Cut ample work out for reviewers.

And more than vulgarly awake. Such take the ready way to starve

For want of something else to do, I hemselves, their- betters to preserve. Some plan of action to pursuc; For mercy's fake, ye critics, then

How many doze away their time, Spare, {pare fuch charitable men!

Nor think they perpetrate a crime ! 0! graciously our ipirits raisc,

With bare existence, ah! content, And throw us out a little praise,

Behold their years and luftrums spent ! On which cur familli'd fouls


If you no glaring tins commit,
Eleled are they that freely give!

Thank not youneives, but llecp, for it

Stocks too and hones might merit claim, • Alluding to Rodondo.

Were you here to contend for fame.


Howe'er we draw alternate breath, Ecstatic dreams of --glorious things,
Sleep's but a temporary death.

Claret, ragouts, and fiddle-strings.
The fleeper, then, whoe'er he be,

“ But who is this, to merit blind, A murderer is in degree.

Who dares to satirize mankind ? Nature demands but little rest,

What noble lineage can he boast? Tho'much with daily coils opprest;

Has he travers d Europa's coast? 2, then, that lengthens out repose, What mighty duke rang’d states about with, Ser into much disorder throws;

To— lose what virtue they set out with? 0 er the blunt sense a torpor spreads, In what school academic bred ? which more than death the wife man dreads; In what fam’d fyftem deeply read? Casuans the fpirit, born to foar

Beneath what sophist taught to think, There Newton only foar'd before;

And at Pierian font to drink? (sbraces every nerve of strength,

At what Gamaliel's footstool plac'd, And all enfeebles us at length.

To learn the principles of taste ? Txe's a vast loan to mortals lent,

What fire Promethean has he stole, which but discreetly should be spent ; Not one bard damning, but the whole? Good Forks the int'reft Heav'n demands, What critic, at the midnight-lamp, i vikeful eye, and active hands :

Taught him the true fublime to stamp? E, theo, that slumbers time away,

Has he, to be admir'd for art, kefuses his arrears to pay;

Some rhyming-grammar gor by heart ?
Anears that, with just rigour fought, Has S, from bulkins sprung.
Vould make poor mortals worse than naught; Inform’d him how to use his tongue?
Et obftinately thuts his eyes,

Has B, mechanically fir’d,
And wakes a bankrupt to the skies. His thoughts poffeft, and brain inspir'd ?
Your moralifts in theory fay,

Or W, whöfe employ to parse is,
Why fhould the night incroach on day?. Taught him the secret to make verses ?
I fure looks somewhat like a crime,

Say, what romantic child of fun To live but half our destin'd time.

With cobwebs would obscure the fun ? To leep, each manly care dismist,

What pseudo-critic thus presumes 1 st to live, but to exist.

On kindling fires to end in- fumes ? " Like, at the best; is but a spaa,

Thou waspilh elf, with spleen o'er-run! Yes that bow oft curtail'd by man!

Thou Dennis's poetic fon! Like's unkind shortness we lament,

Wouldst thou, vile pedant, make me vain ? Let make it shorter by consent;

Curse, arm'd with spectacles, my strain. Loke bours and months and years in Neep, An arrow thro' my liver send ? Kero'er them, like the Roman, weep. Snatch quick, thy standish, and commend : Ca man more foolishly behave,

That me cffectually would raise Sardy to flumber in the grave;

To Johnson's excellence of praise ; where in dread rueful calin he may

This would to -'s bard's link me, sh reptiles ages dose away;

Or lower than a Codrus sink me. I Tiboch eternally diffever,

If good the verse, no matter tho' "22 rouz'd by faic to wake for ever! The author were thy self below; ** Forse than madmen we behave, If bad, no character nor station Daily our bed to make our grave!"

Can rescue it from swift damnation. | How speciously the story told!

Look round mankind, thou dolt, and see Berele the medal, and behold!

What fate waits bards of high degree, i mo rise with the first matin-song,

If Genius ne'er effulg'd a ray, 11 Eife officious to prolong.

Around their laureld heads to play. | And what is life, in perfect beauty?

In what inglorious spot recluse | Atrad of erring from our duty..

Now Numbers Dorset's once-fam'd muse? luan then by waking nothing wins,

Gone, Indies could not either lave, i fsells his catalogue of fins;

To moulder with him in the grave. Als deeper crimson to his guilt,

But Pope Mall in his strains survive, Aad drives the dagger to the hilt.

While taste or feeling kept alive; For, loon as wakers we commence,

Shall be, till wit allied to station, Reason we slight, and live to fense.

The pride and glory of our nation. Befdes, no medium we can keep ;

Right facile were the task to show it, We must be wicked, or muft ileep.

How falsely Rochester dubb’d poet! Then, our 'apology how strong,

Hence, tho' escutcbeoos grac'd his name, lowe'er fleep's stupor we prolong!

Expir'd soon his poctic fame; You might it further gather strength,

Save that some fill revere his muse, Proportion'd to the night's dull length, In that pure font of taste che.. stews. 4 but the Muse, till morning beains,

But of Plebeian race behold, Isipire us with ecstatic dreams;

(His dollars too how quickly cold!) Vol. XXVI.




Dryden, the standard of the age,

“ Is this your friendship, doctress; chis yo While mankind dote on Virgil's page.

art? Tho'poor in pelf, by wretches foughe, To cure a finger, and to wound a heart ? How rich in sentiment and thought! What a delusive transfer this, of pain ! What veins of genius glorious thinc Oh that I had my throbbing thorn again! Thro' every masly sterling line!

Nor you alleviate, but increase my wo; What rays of wit flash all about!

Then put me, forc'ress, into ftatu quo.' What flow'rs of fancy bloom throughout! In strains like these we charge the fatal a These shall perpetuate his name,

Which throws the gout upon a vital part. The true-born fon of classic fame;

Sad victims to the healing drug we lic: When Wilmot's long remember'd not,

Untouch'd, we'd live; thus cur'd, alas, And Buckingham himself's forgot.

die! Nor strange thus various the requital,

A fragment found among some old manufcrip: To men without and with a title; Each son of Genius, nobly born,

pers, that formerly belonged to Sir Edw Titles conferr'd beholds with scorn;

Hungerford, who was in bis days so famous, Nor, check'd in Glory's full career,

gallantry. Would meanly stoop to be a peer. In Fame's bright lifts his name inrollid, And with my knowledge still my fondn With all the pomp of letter'd gold;

grew. Would he affect to mould a lord

'Twas not an eye, a lip, a face, a hand, In some pour lumber-swept record ?

Tho' each one such as might a heart comma Rhyme on then, mortals; for the Mufe 'Twas not the heav'nly music of thy tong Can much of sweet content infuse ;

Tho' angels listen'd whilft my fair-one fur (Content, tho' no fantastic plume

No, 'twas the lasting beauties of thy mind Nods in the park, or drawing-room); By all the graces temper'd and refin'd; The brow from anxious cares unbind, The honest heart unpractis'd to deceive, And throw a languor o'er the mind,

Skill'd, but as virtue bids, to joy, or gric Akin, while fiercer raptures cloy,

The soul by pure religion taught to glow To the mild equal touch of joy

At others bliss, or melt at others wo: While, hurried on to worse from bad, These were the charms that firft my he The giddy world around runs mad;

could move From wave to wave of folly tofs'd,

From warmest friendship to the warmelt le Their helm and anchor, reason, lot ; These were the charms - Cetera defunt. Sink down, abandon’d by relief,

ODE PO HEALTH. D'erwhelm'd in the profound of grief; On Sense's fhallows headlong run, GEnial Health ! that lov't to dwell Ry Pallion's furious blast undone ;

'Mid the rural, wild retreat; Os on the rocks of Anguish dash,

Where the balmy-breathing gale Which black Despair's swoln surges lash : Ay perfumes thy grally leat: The Muse's sons, with placid gale,

Goddess of the gladsome smile, Safely o'er life's rough ocean fail.

On thy cheek the roses glow; Ye mortals, then, thro' life that plod, And thy winning words beguile Whether you cat, or drink, or


Each terrific form of wo.
To love or wine devote


Ever on the upland lawn,
Keep the commandments all, and -- rhyme. Warbleft thou the vocal reed,
To a LADY who was so obligingly cruel as to

When the rosy-featur'd dawn take a thorn out of the author's finger.

Beams upon the yellow mead:

Blikely dancing art thou seen
S Damon, late, the hedge-row's fruitage With the fwains, and sylvan maids,

When along the level green,
A jcalous thorn th' invading finger caught. Eve her matron mantle spreads.
To Plaillida he brings the wounded part, Goddess! from the flow'ry waste,
And seeks th’allistance of her dext'rous art. Hear a simple thepherd's prayer;
Iler dext’rous art extracts the pointed grief;

Hear, and let my Phæbe's breast
A dear-bought cure ! a cruel, kind relief!

All thy lenient bounty share!
Shot from her eye, the wing'd unerring dart And I weon no vulgar meed
A pallage found, and rankled at his heart.

Shall repay thy guardian carc,
For one light throb, unnumber'd, varying If the warbling of my reed

(veins. E’er avail'd to chart thine ear. Now boil his blood, and rage thro' all his

CALEDONIC in depth of anguith he the filence broke, Perthpire, 1763 And dus the kind, the cruel fair bespoke:

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