Melt them down and for the grease Of arm and leg take each a piece. All. Again and again! what are thousands of men! 3 King. Right of conquests, myriads slain, Cities burnt, and strong holds ta'en, The torture wrung from rack and wheel, Add a tyrant's dark caprice, And then the mixture sure must please. All. Again and again! what are thousands of men! Whilst the Bailey new drop by itself can hang ten. 2 King. Cool it with earth from Waterloo, Where armies died for the favoured few. Enter SLAUGHTER, with other three kings. Slaughter. Bravo! Bravo! Well you've done, SONG. Kings, lean, fat, and tall, 2 King. By my well-taught coward fears, Be it aught that smells of want, The worst of crimes, begone, avaunt! Cheerly enter, welcome stay. Enter Louis XVIII. A deed of tyranny! Louis. How now, ye gluttons: fat and puffed-out kings, All. Louis. I pray ye, brothers, by our unity, Though slavery, groaning 'neath wrongs piled on wrongs, With shouts of freedom piercing to our core Though love of country stride with length'ning step, Though heaven-born freedom, therefore our despair, Though bonds and fetters, cast off by our slaves, Though the fierce whirlwind of the public voice Yet do I call for aid and answers' true To what I ask you. Louis. 1 King. Speak 2 King. Demand 3 King. We'll answer. I King Say if th' hadst rather hear it from our mouths, Or from our masters? Call 'em let me see 'em. This couple throw From flames below, a King. Pour in blood from the carotid vein, And shilling penknife gory ta'en Into the flame. All. Thyself in all thy mischief shew. Apparition of King Charles I with his head under his arm, rises. Louis. Tell me, thou unknown headless I King. He knows thy thought; Hear his speech, but say thou nought. App. Bourbon, Bourbon, Bourbon! beware all France Louis. Thou ancient traitor, thanks for thy good hint, Apparition of Louis XVI, with his head under his arm, rises. App. Bourbon, Bourbon, Bourbon ! Louis. Though thirty dinners smoked upon my board, App. Spain! War! and Cruelty! Fear nought from France I'd stay my stomach to hear thee, my Lord. Till thrice three yards you measure round the paunch. Louis. Then France look to't, for taxes must run high, 80 [Descends. 90 [Descends. Apparition of a Lord, with his throat stuck and a halter round his neck, rises. Louis. What is this, That rises like the bantling of a thief, And wears around his neck the guilty mark. Of ill-spent life and unadvised death? All. Listen, but speak not. App. Be bloody, savage. Nurture every crime: Louis. Heap high the feast; let that man die that dare For iron-adamant-eternal ore To chain the very mind in 'ts judgement seat; Let Europe groan, let France belch forth her curse, THE LITERARY EXAMINER *(?) The Authors' Song. For the Authors' Catch Club (July 5) - (?) Mysteries and From the Latin of Milton (August 30, September 6, 13)—(?) On Parting with my Books. Signed 'I'. (September 27.) [Reprinted in Alaric Watts's Poetical Album. 2nd Series, 1829, and there ascribed to L. H.]: ON PARTING WITH MY BOOKS Ye dear companions of my silent hours, So many sweet and variegated flowers, Dear books, awhile, perhaps for e'er, adieu The dark cloud of misfortune o'er me lours : No more by winter's fire-in summer's bowers, My toil-worn mind shall be refresh'd by you. We part! sad thought; and while the damp devours Wasting of health, vain toil, corroding care, And the world's cold neglect, which surest kills, Unmurm'ring, for my good perchance these evils are. I. *(?) Stanzas. (Thou silver stream that past me gliding.') [On same page as the foregoing, and also signed 'I'] (September 27). Marot. 1824 THE EXAMINER On the Laugh of Madame d'Albret (April 4) On seeing a Pigeon make Love (May 2) Doggerel rhymes on * Philosopher' (May 30) - Boufflers: Bacchus in Tuscany, a Dithyrambic Poem, from the Italian of Francesco Redi, with Notes, Original and Select, by Leigh Hunt. [Motto as in text.] London: Printed for John and H. L. Hunt, Tavistock Street. 1825. Fcap. 8vo, pp. xx, 298. Dedication [as in text], pp. iii, iv. Preface, pp. v-xix. Text, pp. 1-55. Notes, pp. 57-298. [In the Notes: Greek Pretenders to Philosophy described.] The New Monthly Magazine, vol. xiii, p. 424. Verses on a Full-flowing Peruke. Vol. xiv, p. 146. La Fontaine: To the Duchess of Bouillon. P. 333. Caractacus. 1828 THE COMPANION The Royal Line (February 6) - * Chapelle's Trip to Languedoc and Provence, in prose and verse, translated (March 19, 26, April 16). Ex. gr. For betwixt Blaye, Sir, and Jonzac, (Plague take the plague!) escorted hence; Dying of their plaguy evils, And being stowed into one room, Must needs confess them (what a scene!) The Dinner Party Anticipated (March 26) - Marot: Yes and No-Brother Lubin (April 9) May-Day, parodied from Milton (April 30):— Now Sal, the daughter of the scavenger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The tinsell'd sweeps, who with their brushes go Hail, dingy Sal, that dost inspire Anything but warm desire! Sims and Jones are of thy dressing; All the Smiths may boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee, to our great disgrace, And pity thee, and wish thee a wash'd face. Moschus Love at the Plough (May 7) - Mme Deshoulières: A Kiss in Reason (May 7) A Father Avenged (May 28, June 4)— Redi's Bacchus in Tuscany: extracts (June 18). 1830 THE TATLER Inquests Extraordinary (September 4) : Last week a porter died beneath his burden: Verdict, Found carrying a Gazette" from JERDAN.' Same day Two gentlewomen died of vapours : Answer to Goldsmith's Epitaph on Ned Purdon (September 6) :- The 'Cartilaginous' Author (September 7) :— Lord! what a dish without salt! All cartilaginous', No oleaginous, Not to be swallow'd is GALT. In vain we take Rhenish or malt, Oh Colburn, how thumping the fault, But 'tis devilish hard To make it a garnish for Galt. No, no, there's no swallowing GALT, 'Tis past all defining On tough, cartilaginous Galt. [Mr. Trevor Leigh-Hunt has a MS. version of this poem, with a footnote: This was an admonition to Mr. Galt not to continue the unprovoked attacks which he made on me in the course of some absurd criticisms of his on Lord Byron. In these criticisms, not being able to express a sense which he had of something undefinable in the genius of the noble poet, he described it as being "cartilaginous". Mr. Galt turned out to be a good kind of man, when you came to know him, and was author of some works of merit, but criticism and satire were things which he should not have meddled with, especially upon authors in their adversity.'] Song of Fairies robbing an Orchard (September 8) — A noble Pair (September 8) :— Medical (September 9) :— Yes, certainly ;-there's JERDAN. Marot: To a Lady who wished to see him (September 23). Mme Deshoulières : A Lady's Notion of Village Love (September 28) - Masson de Morvilliers: Marriage à la Mode (September 30) -- Marot: The Abbé and his Valet (October 1) High and Low (October 8) To a Bell-Ringer; Epitaph on an Englishman (October 9) Humanity of a Goddess (October 13) - An Analysis, with occasional Translations, of the Lutrin of Boileau (October 13-15)— A NEW DUET (October 19) WITH A CHORUS OF BOOKSELLERS, AND AN OBLIGATO ACCOMPANIMENT ON THE OBOE 'We do not flatter ourselves that we could perform so well in his department, on the oboe, as he has in ours, scribbling; and we give him leave to criticize us when we try, as freely as we have criticized him.'-Literary Gazette. Song (imitated from Marot) (October 30) A Wise Death (November 2) - The Essence of Opera (November 8) Alter et Idem (November 13) - The Infallible Remedy (November 15) - Epitaph on a Clerical Dandy, from the French (November 16):— Here lies the Abbé Demi-man Who died of the blow of a lady's fan. Meleager. The Triple Lover (November 17) — Physician, heal thyself (November 24) Portion of a Legitimate Drama (December 2) - The Kings of France (December 23). |