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Of learning strips the rails; the rowing crew, Martha (her careful mother's name) the boren
To tempt à fare, clothe all their tilts in blac; But now her careful mother was no more.
On hofiers' poles depending stockings ty'd Whilft on her father's knee the damsel play'd,
Flag with the flacken'd gale from side to side; Patey he fondly call'd the smiling maid;
Church monuments foretel the changing air, As years increas'd, her ruddy beauty grew,
Then Niobe diffolves into a tear, (sounds And Patty's fame o'er all the village flew.
And lu ears with sacred grief; you'll hear the Soon as the gray-ey'd morning freaks the skics,
Of whistling winds, ere kenne is break their bounds: And in the doubtful day the woodcock flics,
Urgratetul odoure common-shores diffuse, 171 Her cleanly pail the pretty housewife bears,
And d.opping vaults diftii unwholesome dews, And finging to the distant field repairs;
Ere the files rustle with the smoking hower, And, when the plains with evening dews are
And spouts on heedki, men their turrents pour.

spread, All superitition from hy breast repol :

The milky burden smokes upon her head,
Let credulous noys and pra•ing nurses tell, Deep through a miry lane the pick'd her way,
How, if the feilival of Paul le clear,

Above her aacle rose the chalky clay.
Plenty from liberal horn shall firew the year; Vulcan by chance the bloomy maiden spies,
When the dark skies diffolve in ín' w or rain, 179 With innocence and beauty in her eyes :
The labouring kind thai. yoke the steer in vain ; He saw, he lov'd; for yet he ne'er had known
But, if the threareuing winds in tempefis roar, Sweet innocence and beauty meet in one.
Then war fhall bathe her wasteful sword in gore. Ah, Mulciber! secal thy nuptial vows,
How, if on Suithin's feat the welkin lours, Think on the graces of thy Paphian spouse,
And every penthoufe streams with hafty showers, Think how her eyes dart inexhausted charms,
Twice twenty days shall clouds their flécces drain, And canit thou leave her bed for Patty's arms!
And walh the pavements with incefiant rain. The Lemnian Power forsakes the realms above,
Let not lush vulgas tales debale chy mind; His bosom glowing with terrestrial love : 250
Nor Paul ons Swithin rule the clouds and wind. Far in the lane a lonely hut he found;

If you the precepts of the mule despise, No tenant ventur'd on th' unwholsome ground.
And light the futhful warning of the skies, 190 Here smokes his forge, he bares his finewy arm,
Others you'll fee, when all the town's afloat, And early strokes the founding anvil warm :
Wrapt in th' embraces of a kerley coat,

Around his fhop the steely sparkles flew,
Or double-botton'd fricze their guarded feet As for the feed he shap'd the bending shoe.
Defy the muddy dangers of the Itreet;

When blue-ey'd Patty near his window came,
While you, with hat unloop'd, the fury dread His anvil refts, i.is forge forgets to flame.
Of spouts high streaming, and with cautious tread To hear his soothing tales, the feigns delays ;
Shun every d fhing pool, or idly stop,

What woman can refilt the force of praise? 266
To seek the kind protection of a shop.

At first she coyly every kiss with tood,
But bufiness, fummons; now with hafty scud And all her cheek was flush'd with modeft blood :
You joftle for the wall; the spatter'd mud With headless nails he now surrounds ber shoes,
Hides all thy hose behind ; in vain you scower, To save her steps from rains and piercing dews.
Thy wig, alas uncurl'd, admits the shower. She lik'd his foothing cales, his presents wore,
So fierce Alecto's Snaky tresses fell,

And granted kisses, but would grant no more. When Orpheus charm'd the rigorous powers of Yet winter chilled her feet, with cold the pines, hell;

And on her cheek the fading rose declines;
Or thus hung Glaucus' beard, with briny dew No more her humid eyes their lustre boaft,
Clotted and itrait, when first his amorous view And in hoarse sounds her melting voice is loft. 270
Surpris'd the bathing fair ; the frighted maid This Vulcan saw, and in his heavenly thought
Now ftands a rock, transform'd by Circe's aid. A new machine mechanic fancy wrought.

God housewives all the winter's rage despise, Above the mire her shelter'd steps to raise,
Defended by the riding-huod's disguise;

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And bear her safely through the wintery ways.
Or, underneath th' umbrella's oily shed,

Strait the new engine on his anvil glows,
Safe through the wet on clinking pattens tread. And the pale virgin on the pat en rose.
Let Persian dames th' umbrella's ribs display, No more her lungs are shook with dropping
To guard their beauties from the sunny ray;

rheums,
Or iwearing slaves support the shady load, And on her cheek reviving beauty blooms.
When caftern monarchs show their fate abroad : The god obtain'd his fuit : though flattery fail,
Britain in winter only k.,ows its aid,

Presents with female virtue must prevail. 280
To guard from chilly fhowers the walking maid. The patten now Supports each frugal dame,
But, o forget not, mufe, the patten's praise, Which from the blue-ey'd Patty takes the same,
That female in.plement fall grace thy lays; 220
Say fron, what art divine th' invention came,

BOOK II.
And from its origin deduce its name.
Where Lincoln wide extends her fendy loil,

or WALKING THE STREETS BY DAY.
A goodly yeoman liv’d, growo white with toil;
One only daughter bless'd his nuptial bed, Tsus far the muse has trac'd in useful lays
Who from her infant hand the poultry fed ; The proper implements for wintery wayı ;

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Has taught the walker, with judicious eyes, If drawn by business to a freet unknown,
To read the various warning of the skies : Lći the sworn porter point thee through the towa;
Now venture, muse, from home to range the town, Be sure observe the signs, for îgns remain
And for the public safety risk thy own.

Like faithful landmarks to the walking traiu. For ease and for dispatch, the morning's best; Seek not from 'prentices to learn the way, No tides of passengers the streets moleft;

Those fabling boys will turn thy Reps astray; 70 You'll see a draggled damfel here and there, Ask the grave tradesman to direct thee right, From Billingate her fishy craffic bear ;

He ne'er deceives—but when he profits by't. On doors the fallow milk maid chalks her gains : Where sam'd St Giles's ancient limits spread, Ah, how unlike the milk-maid of the plains ! An inrail'd column rears its lefty head, Before proud gates attending afses bray,

Here to seven streets seven dials count the day, Or arrogate with solemn pace the way;

And from each o-her ca'ch the circling ray. These grave physicians with their milky cheer Here oft' the peasant, with inquiring face, The love-lick maid and dwindling beau repair; Be wilder'd, crudge on from place to place; Here rows of drummers stand in ma tial file, He dwells on every sign with stupid gaze, And with their vellum thunder Thake the pile, Enters the narrow alley's doubtful maze, To greet the new-made bride. Are sounds like Fries every winding court and street in vain, these

And doubles o'er has weary Iteps again. The proper prelude to a state of peace ?

Thus hardy l'hereus, with intrepid feet, Now indultry a vakes her buly tons,

Travers'J the dangerous labyrinth of Crete; Full-charg'd with news the breathlels hawkerruns: Bit still the wandering passes force his stay, Shops open, coaches roll, carts shake the ground, Tiil A iadne's clue unwinds the way. And all the itreets with passing cries resound. But do not thou, like that bold chief, confide

If cloth'd in black you tread he buly town, Thy venturous footsteps to a female guide ; Or if dutinguish'd by the reverend gown,

She'll lead thee with delufive smiles along, Three trades avoid oft' in the mingling press Dive in chy fo'), and drop thee in the throng. 90 The barber's apron foils the fable (sels,

When waugih boys the stunted hesom ply, Shun the perfume 's touch with cauti us eye, lo rid te flabby pavement, pass nor by (flirt No let the baker's ttep advance to sigh. 30 Ere th: u halt held their hands; some heedless Ye walkers too, that youthful colours wear, Wilt overspread thy calves with spattering dirt. Three lullying trades avoid with squal care : Where porters hogsheads roil from carts aflope, The intele chimney-sweeper skuiksalong,

Or brewe.s down feep collars stretch the rope, Anu marks with footy stands the neediefs throng: Where counted billets are by carmen tott, Wheu Imall coal murmurs in the hoarler throat, stay thy rash lep, and walk without the post. From (nrutty dangers guard thy threat'ned coat; Wnat though the gathering mire thy feet beThe dultman's cart offends thy clothes and eyes,

smear, When through the treet a cloud of aihes flics; l'he voice of industry is always near. But, whether black or lighter dyes are worn, Hark the boy calls thee to his destin'd stand, The chandler's basket, on his shoulders borne, 40 And the shoe ihines beneath his oily hand, Wh rallow (pots thy coat ; relign the way,

Here let the muse, farigued amid the throngs To thun the surly butcher's grealy tray,

Adorn her precepts with digreflive song; Butchers, whose hands are dy'd with blood's soul uf shirt.els youths the secret rise to trace, ttain,

And show the parent of the sable race. And always foremost in the hangman's train. Like mortal man, great Jove (grown fond of Let due civilities be strictly paid.

change) The wall surrender to the hooded maid ;

of old was wont this nether world to range, Nor let thy sturdy elbow's hally rage

To seek amours; the vice the monarch lov'd 109 Jolie the feeble iteps of trembling age:

Soon through the wide æthereal court improv'd : And when the porter bends beneath his load, 49 and ev'n the proudelt goddess now and then And pants for breath, clear thou the crowded road. Would lodge a night among the sons of men; But, above all, the groping blind dired;

To vulgar deities descends the fashion,
And from the presling throng the lame protect. Each, like her betters, had her earthly passion.

You'll sometimes meet a fop, of nicest tread, Then * Cloacina (goddess of the tide
Whose mantling peruke veils his empty head; Whose sable streams beneath the city glide)
At every step he dreads the wall to lose,

Indulg'd the modish flame; the town the rov'd,
And risks, to fave a coach, his red-heel'd shoes ; A mortal scavenger the law, she lov'd;
Him, like the miller, pafs with caution by, The muddy spots that dry'd upon his face,
Left from his shoulder clouds of powder fly. Like female patches, heighten'd every grace : 120
But when the bully, with assuming pace,
Cocks his broad hat, cdg'd round with tarnish'd Cloacina was a goddess, wbose image Tatius (o
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60 king of the Sabines) found in the common goare; and, Yield not the way, defy his frutting pride, not knowing wbat goddess it was, be called it Cloacina, And thrust him to the muddy kennel's fide ; from the place in wbich it was found, and paid to it He never turns again, nor dares oppose,

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She gaz'd; the sigh'd; (for love can beauties spy | But I, alas ! hard fortune's utmost fcorn,
In what seem faults to every common cye.) Who ne'er knew parent, was an orphan born!
Now bad the watchman walk'd his second Some boys are rich by birth beyond all wants,
round,

Belov'd by uncles, and kind good old aunts;
When Cloacina hears the rumbling sound

When time comes round, a Christmas box they Of her brown lover's cart (for well she knows

bear, That pleasing thunder): swift the goddess, rose, And one day makes them rich for all the year. And through the streets pursu'd the distant noise, Had I the precepts of a father learn'd, Her bosom panting with expected joys.

Perhaps I then the coachman's fare had earn'd, With the night-wandering harlot's airs the past, For leiler boys can drive; I thirsty stand, Brush'd near his side, and wanton glances calt; 130 And fee the double flaggon charge their hand, 19° In the black form of cinder-wench she came, See them puff off the froth, and gulp amain, When love, the hour, the place, had banishd | While with dry tongue I lick my lips in vain. shame ;

While thus he fervent prays, the heaving tide, To the dark alley, arm in arm they move : In widen'd circles, beats on either side; O may no link-boy interrupt their love! [space, The goddess rose amid the inmost round,

When the pale moon had nine tincs filled her with wither'd turnip-tops her temples crown'd; The pregnant goddess (cautious of disgrace) Low reach'd her dripping tresses, lank, and black Descends to earth; but fought no midwife's aid, As the smooth jet, or glossy raven's back ; Nor 'midst her anguish to Lucina pray'd;

Around her wailt a circling eel was twin'd, 199. No cheerful goflip with'd the mother joy, Which bound her robe that hung in rags behind. Alone, beneath a bulk she dropt the boy. 140 Now beckoning to the boy, the thus begun : The child, through various risks in years im- Thy prayers are granted; weep no more, nylon:

Go thrive. At fome frequented corner ftand; At first a beggar's brat compassion mov'd; This brush I give thee, grasp it in thy hand, His infant tongue soon learnt the canting art, Temper the foot within this vase of oil, Knew all the prayers and whines to touch the And let the nitle tripod aid thy toil; heart.

On this methinks I see the walking crew, Oh happy unown'd youths! your limbs can bear At thy request, support the miry shoe ; [brown'd, The scorching dog-ftar, and the winter's air ; The foot grows black that was with dirt emWhile the rich infant, nurs'd with care and pain, And in thy pocket gingling halfpence found. 250 Thirsts with each heat, and coughs with every rain! The goddess pluoges swift bencath the flood, The goddess long had mark'd the child's dis And dashes all around her showers of miud : tress,

The youth strait chose his post ; "the labour ply'd And long had fought his sufferings to redress. 150 Where branching streets from Charing-Crols divide; She prays the gods to take the foundling's part, His treble voice resounds along the Meule, To teach his hands foine beneficial art

And Whitehall echoes-ma" Clean your Honour's Practis'd in streets : the gods her suit allow'd,

“ Mocs!" And made him useful to the walking crowd; Like the sweet ballad, this amufing lay To cleanse the miry feet, and o'er the shoe Too long detains the walker on his way; With nimble skill the glofly black renew. While he attends, new dangers round him throng; Each power contributes to relieve the poor : The busy city asks instructive song, With the strong brillles of the mighry boar

Where, elevated o'er the gaping crowd, Diana forms his brush; the god of day

Clasp'd in the board the perjur'd head is bow'd, A tripod gives, amid the crowded way 160 Betimes retreat; here, thick as hailftones pour, To raise the dirty foot, and cafe his toil ;

Turnips and half-hatch'd eggs (a mingled shower) Kind Neptune fills his vase with fetid oil

Among the rabble rain : fome random throw Prest from th' enormous whale ; the god of fire, May with the trickling yolk thy cheek o'erflow. From whose dominions smoky clouds aspire, Though expedition bids, yet never stray Anong these generous presents joins his part, Where no rang'd posts defend the rugged way. And aids with foot the new japanning art. Here laden carts with thundering waggons meet, Pleas'd she receives the gifts; she downward glides, Wheels clash with wheels, and bar the narrow Lights in Fleet-ditch, and Moots beneath the tides. street;

Now dawns the morn, the sturdy lad awakes, The lashing whip resounds, the horses (train, Leaps from his fall, his tangled hair he shakes; And blood in anguish bursts the swelling vein. Then leaning o'er the rails, he muling stood, 171 | O barbarous men! your cruel breaits aflaage; And view'd below the black canal of mud, Why vent ye on the generous (teed your rage ? Where common shores a lulling murmur keep, Does not his service earn your daily bread? Whose torrents rush from Holborn's fatal feep: Your wives, your children, by his labours feed! Pensive through idleness, tears flow'd apace, If, as the Samian taught, the soul revives, Which eas'd his loaded heart, and wash'd his face! And, thisting seats, in other bodies lives; At length he fighing cry'd, That boy was blest, Severe shall be the brutal coachman's change, 239 Whose infant lips have drain'd a mother's breaft; Doom'd in a hackney horse the town to range; But happier far are those (if such be known) Carmen, transform'd, the groaning load shall drav, Whom both a father and a mother own: 180 Whom other tyrants with the lach fhall awe.

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Who would of Watling-street the dangers share, Why should I teach the maid, when torrents pour,
When the broad pavement of Cheapfide is near? Her head to Delter from the sudden shower?
Or who chat rugged street * would traverse o'er, Nature will best her ready hand inform,
That ftretches, O Fleet-ditch, from thy black shore With her spread petticoa: to fence the storm.
To the Tower's moated walls? Here teams ascend Does not each walker know the warning sign,
That, in mix'd fumes, the wrinkled Dose offend. When wisps of Araw depend upon the twine
Where chandlers' cauldrons boil ; where fishy prey Cross the close ftreet; that then the paver's art
Hide the wet fall, long absent from the sea; 250 Renews the ways, deny'd co coach and cart? 310.
And where the cleaver chops the heifer's spoil. Who knows not that the coachman lathing by
And where huge hogsheads sweat with trainy oil; Oft with his flourish cuts the heedless cye;
Thy breathing noftril hold; but how shall í And when he takes his stand, to wait a fare,
Pals, where in piles Carnavian + chceses lie; His horses foreheads (hun the winter's air ?
Cheese, that the table's closing rites denies, Nor will I roam where summer's sultry rays
And bids me with th' unwilling chaplain rise? Parch the dry ground, and spread with dust the
o bear me to the paths of fair Pall-mall!

ways;
Safe are thy pavements, grateful is thy smell! With whirling gusts the rapid atoms rise,
Át distance rolls along the gilded coach,

Smoke o'er the pavement, and involve the skies. Nor sturdy carmen on thy walks encroach; 260 Winter my theme confines; whose nitry wind No lets would bar thy ways were chairs deny'd, Shall crust the flabby mire, and kennels biud; 320 The soft supports of laziness and pride : (glow, She bids the snow descend in flaky fhcets, Shops breathes perfumes, through falhes ribbons And in her hoary mantle clothe the streets. The mutual arms of ladies and the beau.

Let not the virgin tread chefe slippery roads, Yet ftill ev'n here, when rains the passage hide, The gathering fleece the hollow patten loads; Oft the lonfe ftone spir:s up a muddy ride

But if thy footitep hide with clorted frost, Beneath thy careless foot; and from on high, Strike off the breaking balls against the post. Where mansions mount the ladder, fragments ily, On lilent wheel the palling coaches roll; Mortar and crumbled lime in showers descend, Oft look behind, and ward the threatening pole. And o'er thy head destructive tiles impend. 270 In harden'd orbs the school-boy moulds the snow,

But sometimes let me leave the noisy roads, To mark the coachman with a dext'rous throw. And filent wander in the close abodes,

Why do ye, boys, the kennel's surface spread, 33 Where wheels ne'er shake the ground; there To tempt with faithless pass the matron's tread? pensive ftray,

How can you laugh to see the damsel spurn, In studious thought, the long uncrowded way. Sink in your frauds, and her green stocking mourn? Here I remark each walker's different face, At White's the harness'd chairman idly stands, And in their look their various business trace. And (wings around his waist his tingling hands; The broker here his spacious beaver wears, The sempfress speeds to change with red-tipo Upon his brow fit jealousies and cares;

nose; Bent on some mortage (to avoid reproach) The Belgian stove beneath her footfool glows; He keeks by-streets, and saves th' expensive coach. In half-whipe muflin needles useless lie, Soft, at low doors, old letchers tap their cane, 281 And shuttle cocks across the counter fly. 340 For fair recluse, who travels Drury-Lane ; These sports warm harmless; why then will yo Here roams uncomb'd the lavish rake, to shun

prove, His Fleet-street draper's everlasting dun.

Deluded faids, the dangerous flame of love? Careful observers, studious of the town,

Where Covent-garden's famous temple stands, Shun the misfortunes that disgrace the clown; That boasts the work of Junes' im nortal hands; Intempted, they contemn the juggler's feats, Columns with plain magnificence appear, Pare by the Meuse, nor try the * thimble's cheats. And graceful porches lead along the square : When drays bound high, they never cross behind, Here oft my course I bend; when lo! from far Where babblirg yest is blown by gusts of wind : I spy che furies of the foot-ball war: And when up Ludgate-hill huge carts move flow, The 'prentice quits his shop, to join the crew, Far from the straining steeds securely go, 292 Increasing crowds the flying game pursue. 350 Whose dalhing hoofs behind them fling the mire, Thus, as you roll the ball o'er snowy ground, And mark with nuddy blots the gazing 'squire. The gathering globe augments with every round. The Parthian thus his javelin backward throws, But whither shall I run! the throng draws nigh, And as he flies infeits pursuing fues.

The ball now skims the street, now soars on high; The thoughtless wits shall frequent forfeits pay, The dextrous glazier strong returns the bound, Who 'gainit the fentry's box discharge their tea. And jingling fashes on the pent-house found. Do thou some court or secret corner seek,

O, roving muse! recal that wondrous year, Nor flush with shame the passing virgin's check. When winter reign'd in bleak Britannia's air ; Yet let me not descend co trivial song,

When hoary Thames, with frosted oziers crown'd, Nor vulgar circumstance my verse prolong. Was three long moons in icy fetters bound. 360

The waterman, forlorn, along the shore, Thames-frret. + Cheshire, anciently so called. Penlive reclines upon his useless oar; # A cbeat commonly prallised in the posets wib

See harness'd steeds desert the itony town, bree thimbles and a little ball.

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Wheels o'er the harden'd waters smoothly glide, Successive cries the seasons' change deelars, And rase with whitep'd tracks the slippery tide ; And mark the monthly progress of the year. Here the fat cook piles high the blazing fire Hark! how the streets with treble voices ring, And scarce the spit can turn the steer entire; To sell the bounteous product of the spring : Booths sudden hide the Thames, Jong ftreets ap Sweet-smelling flowers, and alder's early bud, pear,

With nettle's tender shoots, to cleanse the blood; And numerous games proclaim the crowded fair. And, when June's thunder cools the fultry skies, So when a general bids the martial train 371 E'en Sundays are profan'd by mackrel cries. 432 Spread their encampment o'er the spacious plain : Walnuts the fruiterer's hand in autumn stain, Thick rising tents a canvas city build,

Bluc plumbs and juicy pears augment his gain ; And the loud dice resound through all the field. Next oranges the longing boys entice,

'Twas here the matron found a doleful fate : To trust their copper fortunes to the dice. Let elegiac lay the woe relate,

When rosemary, and bays, the poet's crown, Soft as the breath of distant flutes, at hours Are bawld, in frequent cries, through all the town, When silent evening closes up the flowers; Then judge the festival of Christmas Dear, Lulling as falling water's hollow noise ;

Christmas, the joyous period of the year. 440 Indulging grief, like Philomela's voice. 380 Now with bright holly all your temples Atrow, Doll every day had walk'd these treacherous With laurel green, and sacred mislecoc. roads;

Now, heaven-born Charity! thy bleflings fhed; Her neck grew warpt beneath autumnal loads Bid meagre Want uprear her ückly head; Of various fruit : the now a basket bore; Bid fhivering limbs be warm; let Plenty's bowl 'That head, alas! shall basket bear no more. In humble roofs make glad the needy soul! Each booth the frequent past, in queft of gain, See, lee! the heaven-born maid her blessings shed; And hoys with pleasure heard her thrilling strain. Lo! nieagre Want uprears her fickly head; Ah, Doll! all mortals must resign their breath, Cloth'd are the naked, and the nccdy glad, And industry itself submit to death! 388 While selfish Avarice alone is fad. 'The cracking crystal yields; the links, she dies, Proud coaches pass, regardless of the moan Her head, chopt off, from her loft shoulders flies; Of infant orphans, and the widow's groan ; Pippins she cry'd; but death her voice confounds; While Charity still moves the walker's mind, And pip pip- pipe along the ice resounds.

His liberal purse relieves the lame and blind. So when the Thracian furies Orpheus tore, Judiciously thy halfpence are beltow'd, And left his bleeding trunk deform’d with gore, Where the laborious beggar (weeps the road. His sever'd head floats down the silver tide, Whate'er you give, give ever at demand, His yet warm tongue for his loft confort cry'd; Nor let old age long stretch his pally'd hand. Eurydice with quivering voice he mourn'd, Those who give late are importun'd cach day, And Heber's banks Eurydice return'd.

And still are teas'd because they still delay. 460 But now the westero gale the flood unbinds, If e'er the miser durst his far things spare, And blackening clouds move on with warmer He thinly spreads them through the public square, winds;

400 | Where, all beside the rail, rang'd beggars lie, The wooden town its frail foundation leaves, And from each other catch the doleful cry; And Thames' full urn rolls down his plenteous With Heaven, for two-pence, cheaply wipes his waves;

score, From every pent-house streams the fleeting Lifts up his eyes, and hastes to beggar more. snow,

Where the brals-knocker, wrapt in flannel band, And with dissolving froß the pavements flow. Forbids the thunder of the tootman's hand ; Experienc'd men, inur’d to city ways,

Th' upholder, rueful harbinger of death, Need not the calendar to count their days. Waits with impatience for the dying breath ; 470 When through the town with flow and folemn air, As vultures o'er a camp, with hovering flight, Led by the noftril, walks the muzzled bear; Snuff up the future carnage of the fight. Behind him moves, majestically dull,

Here canit thou pass, unmindful of a prayer, The pride of Hockey-hole, the surly bull. 410 That Heaven in mercy may thy brother spare ? Learn hence the periods of the week to name, Come, Fortescue, fincere, experienc'd friend, Mondays and Thursdays are the days of game. Thy briefs, thy deeds, and ev'n thy fees fufpend; When fishy falls with double ttore are laid ; C me let us leave the Temple's silent walls, The golden-belly'd carp, the broad-fion'd maid, Me businels to my distant lodging calls; Red fpeckled trouts, the salmon's silver jowl, Through the long Strand together let us stray; The jointed lobster, and unscaly foal,

With thee converfing, I forget the way. 480 And lufcwus 'scallops to allure the tastes

Echold that narrow itreet which steep descends, Of rigid zealots to delicious fafts;

Whose building to the fimy thore ex'ends, Wednesdays and Fridays you'llob'erve from hence, | Here Arundel's fam'd Itructure rear'd its frame, Days when our fires were doom'd to abftinence. The street alone retains the empty name.

When dirty waters from balconies drop, 421, Where Titian's gloyving paint the canvas warm'd, And dext'rous damsels cwirl the sprinkling mop, And Raphaei's fair design, with judgment, charm’d, And cleanse the sparcer'd fash, and scrub the stairs ; Now hangs the bellman's song, and pasted here Koow Saturday's conclusive morn appears. The colour'd prints of Overtun appear.

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