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The writings of a Patriot-Youth,
" That you return from whence you came,
V PON THE TALK OF THĘ TOWN. “When I said I would die a batchelor, I did not "think I should live till I were married.”
Much ADO ABOUT NOTHING.
Nay, hang me if I tell.
How will they curse this stranger!
" Or means he to convert her?!"
Alk if the “ deed be donc !"
For tongues, you know, will run.
VII. “'Twas prudent though to drop his Bayes “ And (entre nous) the Laureat says,
1. He hopes he'll give up Richard. 6 But then it tickles me to see, " In Hastings, such a shrimp as he “ Attempt to ravish Pritchard.
VIII. « The fellow pleased me well enough " In what d'ye call it? Hoadley'vfuff;
“There's something there lik nature: “ Just so, in life, he runs about, “ Plays at bo-peep, now in, now oui << But hurts no mortal creatures
IX. ". And then there's Belmont, to be sure “ O ho! my gentle Neddy Moore !
“How does my good lord-mayor? “ And have you left Cheapside, my dear! " And will you write again next year, “ To Thew your favorite player?
X. “ But Merope, we own, is fine, Eumenes charms in every line;
“ How prettily he vapours!
To alter all your plays;
And thus they close their spite:
XIII. But tell me, fair ones, is it so? “ You all did love him once ,” we know;
What then provokes your gall?
Think well ere you engage ;
Take her; you can't do better:
Would give their ears to get her.
"And pray, what other news d'ye hear? Marry'd! But don't you think, my dear,
“ He's growing out of fashion? " People may fancy what they will, “But Quin's the only actor ftill, " To touch the tender passion.
VI. "Nay, madam, did you mind, last night, His Archer? Not a line on't right!
“I thought I heard some hifles. "Good God! if Billy Mills, thought I, "Or Billy Havard would but try,
“They'd beat him all to pieces.
* Julius Cefar.
But the first was too great, and the last was too good, Then if her heart be good and kind,
And as for the rest, she might get whom she cou'd. (And sure that face beipeaks a mind
Away hurried Fortune, perplex'd and half mad, As soft as woman's can be)
But her promise was pass'd, and a wife must be had: You'll grow as constant as a dove,
She travers'd the town from one corner to t'other, And taste the purer sweets of love,
Now knocking at one door, and then at another.
The girls curtsy'd low as she look'd in their faces,
But this was coquettish, and that was a prude,
A third was affected, quite careless a fourth,
fifth, and a fixth, and a seventh were such As either knew nothing or something too much
In short as they pass'd, the to all had objections ; AYS Envy to Fortune, “Soft, soft, Madam Flirt! The gay wanted thought, the good-humour'd affec. “ Not so fast with your wheel, you'll be down in the dirt!
The prudent were ugly, the sensible dirty, “ Well, and how does your David ? Indeed, my dear And all of them firts, from fifteen up to thirty. creature,
When Fortune saw this the began to look filly, ' “ You've shewn him a wonderful deal of good-na- Yet still she went on till she reach'd Piccadilly ; ture;
But vex'd and fatigu'd, and the night growing late, “ His bags are so full, and such praises his due, She refted her wheel within Burlington gate. “ That the like was ne'er known—and all owing to My lady rose up, as she saw her come in, you;
“o ho, madam Genius! pray where have you “ But why won't you make him quite happy for life, been?” “ And to all you have done add the gift of a wife?'(For her ladyship thought, from so serious an air, Says Fortune, and smild, “ Madam Envy, God 'Twas Genius come home, for it seems the live save ye!
there.) “ But why always sneering at me and poor Davy? But Fortune, not minding her ladyship's blunder, “ I own that sometimes, in contempt of all rules, And wiping her forehead, cry'd, “ Well may you " I lavish my favours on blockheads and fools;
wonder “ But the case is quite different here, I aver it, “ To see me thus flurry'd;"---then told her the case, “ For David ne'er knew me, 'till brought me by And fighed till her ladyship laugh'd in her face. Merit,
“ Mighty civil indeed!"4" Come, a truce, says “ And yet to convince you-nay, Madam, no hisses- my lady, “ Good-manners at least-such behaviour as this " A truce with complaints, and perhaps I may (For mention but Merit, and Envy Aies out “I'll thew you a girl that-Here; Martin! go With a hiss and a yell that would filence a rout.
tell But Fortune went on) -"To convince you, I say, “ But she's gone to undrefs ; by-and-by is as well “ That I honour your scheme, I'll about it to day; " I'll thew you a fight that you'll fancy uncommon, “ The man shall be marry'd, so pray now be easy, “ Wit, beauty, and goodness, all met in a woman ; “ And Garrick for once shall do something to please " A heart to no folly or mischief inclin'd
“ A body all grace, and all sweetness a mind." So saying, the rattled her wheel out of fight, “O, pray let ine: fee her," says Fortune, and While Envy walk'd after, and grinn'd with delight.
smild, It seems 'twas a trick that she long had been brewing, “ Do but give her to me, and I'll make her my To marry poor David, and so be his ruin :
child For Siander had told her the creature lov'd pelf, « But who, my dear, who for you have not told And car'd not a fig for a soul but himself;
yet"From thence she was sure, had the Devil a daughter, “ Who indeed, says my lady, if not Violette ? He'd snap at the girl, so 'twas Fortune that brought The words were scarce spoke when she enter'd the her:
room ; And then should her temper be fullen or haughty, A blush at the stranger still heighten'd her bloom ; Her felh too be frail, and incline to be naughty, So humble her looks were, so mild was her air, 'Twould fret the poor fellow so out of his reason, That Fortune, astonish'd, fat mute in her chair. That Barry and Quin would fet fashions next season. My lady rose up, and with countenance bland,
But Fortune, who saw what the Fury design'd, “ This is Fortune, my dear," and presented her Resolv'd to get David a wife to his mind:
hand : Yet afraid of herself in a matter so nice,
The goddess embrac'd her, and call'd her her own, She visited Prudence, and begg'd her advice. And, compliments over, her errand made krown. The nymph shook her head when the business the But how the sweet girl colour'd, futter'd, and knew,
trembled, And said that her female acquaintance were few; How oft she said no, and how ill the diffembled; That excepting Miss R***_(), yes, there was one, Or how little David rejoic'd at the news, A friend of that lady's, the vifted none;
And swore, from all others, 'twas her he would chule ;
What methods he try'd, and what arts to prevail ; That your Honour would please, at this dangerous All these, were they told, would but burden my crisis, tale
To take to your bosom a few private vices, In Mort, all affairs were so happily carry'd, By which your petitioners haply might thrive, That hardly fix weeks pass’d away till they marry'd. | And keep both themselves and Contention alive.
But Envy grew sick when the story she heard, In compassion, good Sir, give them something to Violette was the girl that of all the most fear'd;
say, She knew her good-humour, her beauty and sweet. And your Honour's petitioners ever shall pray.
nels, Her case and compliance, her taste and her neatness; From these the was sure that her man could not roam,
TRI A L And must rise on the stage, from contentment at
home : So on the went hissing, and inwardly curs'd her,
SARAH ****, ALIAS .SLIM SAL, And Garrick next season will certainly burst her.
HE pris'ner was at large indicted,
For that by thirst of gain excited,
One day in July last, at tea,
With base felonious intent,
Did then and there a heart with strings,
Reft, quiet, peace, and other things,
Steal, rob and plunder; and all them
The prosecutor swore, last May
(The month he knew, but not the day) HAT your Honour's petitioners (dealers in He left his friends in town, and went rhymes,
Upon a visit down in Kent: And writers of scandal, for mending the times)
That staying there a month or two, By losses in business, and England's well-doing,
He spent his time as others do, Are funk in their credit, and verging on ruin.
In riding, walking, fishing, swimming i That these their misfortunes, they humbly con
But being much inclin'd to women, ceive,
And young and wild, and no great reasoner,
He got acquainted with the prisoner, laid,
That me 'ad a trick of stealing hearts, And want of materials to carry on trade.
And from fifteen to twenty-two, That they always had form’d high conceits of Had made the devil and all to do: their use,
But Mr. W. the vicar, And meant elveir last breath should go out in abuse ;
(And no man brews you better liquor) But now and they speak it with sorrow and tears)
Spoke of her thefts as tricks of youth,
The frolicks of a girl forsooth :
Things now were on another score,
However, to make matters short,
And not to trespass on the court,
The lady was discover'd soon,
One afternoon, To perplex them ftill more, and sure famine to
The ninth of July last, or ņear it, bring,
(As to the day, he could not swear it) (Now satíre has loft both its truth and its sting)
In company at Mrs. P.'s, H, in spite of their natures, they bungle at praise,
Where folks say any thing they please;. Your honour regards not, and nobody pays.
Dean L. and lady Mary by, YOUR petitioners therefore must humbly intreat (As the times will allow, and your Honour thinks (He own'd he was inclined to think
And Fanny waiting on Miss Y. meet)
Both were a little in their drink) That measures be chang'd, and some cause of com
The pris'ner alk'd, and called him cousin, plaint
How many kisses made a dozen ? Be immediately furnith'd, to end their restraint;
That being, as he own'd, in liquor, Their credit thereby, and their trade to retrieve,
The question made his blood run quicker, That again they may rail, and the nation believe.
And, sense and reason in eclipse, Or else (if your wisdom shall deem it all one)
He vow'd he'd score them on her lips. Now the Parliament's rifing, and business is done,
That rising up to keep his word,
The parties present swore the same;
Would make a man of sense run måd,
The pris'ner now first filence broke,
But bez'd the thing might not be spoke of,
That this was truth she did aver,
Then do&or D. begg'd leave to speak,
That he, he said, had known the prisoner
The judge proceeded to the charge,
The jury then withdrew a moment,
But why or wherefore things were so,
To these, detesting praise, I write,
And vent, in charity, my spite. TAL EAGLE, AND THE ASSEMBLY OF BIRDS. With friendly hand I hold the glass
To all, promiscuous as they pais ;
Should folly there her likenet, view,
I fret not that the mirror's true ;
If the fantastic form oitend,
I made it not, but would amend,
Virtue, in every clime and age,
Spurns at the folly-foothing page,
While fatire, that offends the ear Well pleased to hope my vacant hours
Of vice and passion, pleases her. Hlave been employ'd to sweeten yours.
Premising this, your anger 1pare,
And claim the fable you who dare.
THE birds in place, by factions press’d, wand'ring nymph from wisdom's way. To Jupiter their pray’rs address’d; itziet none. The great and good
By specious lies the state was vex’d, At by their actions understood;
Their counsels libellers perplex'd; For monument if actions raise,
They begg'd (10 ftop feditious tongues) Sall I deface by idle praise ?
A gracious hearing of their wrongs. 1 octo not the voice of fame,
Jove grants their suit. The Eagle sate, That dwells delighted on your name ;
Decider of the grand debate. Her friendly tale, however true,
The Pye, to trust and pow's preferr'd, Were fatt'ry, if I told it you.
Demands permission to be heard. The proud, the envious, and the vain,
Says lie, Prolixity of phrase The jil, the prude, demand my strain ;
You know I hate. This libel says,