VI. On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them. VII. Then shifting his side (as a lawyer knows how), VIII. So his lordship decreed, with a grave solemn tone, ON THE BURNING OF LORD MANSFIELD'S LIBRARY TOGETHER WITH HIS MSS., By the mob, in the month of June, 1780. I. SO then the Vandals of our isle, II. And MURRAY sighs o'er Pope and Swift, III. Their pages mangled, burnt, and torn, But ages yet to come shall mourn The burning of his own. ON THE SAME. I. WHEN wit and genius meet their doom In all devouring flame, They tell us of the fate of Rome, And bid us fear the same. II. O'er MURRAY's loss the Muses wept, They felt the rude alarm, Yet bless'd the guardian care that kept His sacred head from harm. III. There Memory, like the bee, that's fed From Flora's balmy store,, The quintessence of all he read The lawless herd, with fury blind, Have done him cruel wrong; The flowers are gone but still we find The honey on his tongue. THE LOVE OF THE WORLD REPROVED; OR HYPOCRISY DETECTED.* THUS says the prophet of the Turk, What joint the prophet had in mind. These choose the back, the belly those; By some 'tis confidently said He meant not to forbid the head; It may be proper to inform the reader, that this piece has already appeared in print, having found its way, though with some unnecessary additions by an unknown hand, into the Leeds Journal, without the author's privity. Thus, conscience freed from every clog, You laugh 'tis well-The tale applied May make you laugh on t'other side. Renounce the world-the preacher cries. We do a multitude replies. While one as innocent regards Some love a concert, or a race; And others shooting and the chace. Reviled and loved, renounced and follow'd, With sophistry their sauce they sweeten, |