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PILGRIMS ASD. THE PEAS,': sto, e voltage

ByPETER PINDAR. mauld gebaseer's

BRACE of sinners, for no good;

Were order'd to the Virgin Mary's shrine, Who at Loretto dwelt, in wax, fone, wood,

And in a fair white wig look'd wond'rous fine. Fifty long miles had these lad rogues to travel With something in their shoes much worse than gravels. In short, their toes so gentle to amuse, The priest had order'd peas into their shoes ! A noftrum famous in old Popisk times For purifying souls that ftunk with crimes ;

A fort of apostolic falt,

That Popish parsons for its pow'rs exalt
For keeping fouls of finners sweet,
Just as our kitchen falt keeps meat.

The knaves set off on the same day.
Peas in their fhoes, to go and pray ;

But very diff'rent was their fpeed, I wot :
One of the finners gallop'd on
Light as a bullet from a gun ;
The other limp'd as if he had been photo

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One saw the VIRGIN soon--peccavi cried

Had his soul whitewash'd all so clever ; Then home again he simbly hied,

Made fit with faints above to live for'eder. In coming back, however, let me fay, He met his brother 'rogue about half way, Hobbling with outstretch'd bum and bending knees, Damning the souls and bodies of the peas; His eyes in tears, his cheeks and brows in (weat, Deep fympathizing with his groaning feet. “ How now, the light-toed, whitewash'd pilgrim broke

“ You lazy lubber ?". 6 Odds curfe it !” cried the other, “ 'tis no joke : s« My feet, once hard as any rock,

6 Are now as Toft as blubber, * Exeuse me, Virgin Mary, that 'I swear" As for Loretto, I shall not get there :

No! to the Devil my sinful foul must go, • For damme if I ha'nt lost ev'ry loe.

But, brother sinner, do explain * How 'tis chat you are not in pain ;

- What Pow'r hath work'd a wonder for your toes; " Whilft I just like a snail am crawling, • Now swearing, now on saints devoutly bawling, ;." Whilft not a rascal conės to ease my woes P « How is't that you can like a greyhound gog “ Merry, as if that nought had happen'd, burn ye?". ** Why," cried the other, grinning, you must know, * That just before I ventur'd on my journey,

46 To walk a little more at ease.
“ I took the liberty to boil my peas."


Prior 49

ibid. 53

Young 25

PAGS Written in a Thunder-form, &c, Mrs. Carter 58 The Triumphs of Owen

Gray 59 No. 4. The Hermit of Warkworth, &c. Percy 1 Henry and Emma

No. 5. An Essay on Man

Pope 1
The Universal Prayer
Alexander's Feait

Dryden 55 No. 6.:Owen of Carron

Langhorne 1
The Four Seasons

Fohnfon 26
Earthly Happiness,

Young 32
The Temple of Fame
Grongar Hill
The Soul in Sorrow

- Parnell 58 Piety

Young 60 No.7. Sir Eldred of the Bower

Miss More s The Bleeding Rock

ibid. 26
The Splendid Shilling

Phillips 34
Scenes of my Youth
Damon ånd Alfreda
The Bastard
Faith and Reason

Young 48
Ode on the Death of Mr. Thomson Collins 49
The Progrefs of Poefy
The Tears of Scotland

Smollet 56
Ode to Mirth


Pope 33 Dyer 54

Young 33

Rannie 40

ibid. 42 Savage 44

Gray 51

ibid. 58

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ibid. 46

Pope 47 Thomson 57

Anon. 59

The Reason for describing the Viees of
the Village

- Crabbe 60 No. 8. The Last Day

1591033 Young 1
Sappho to Phaon
Reflections on a Future State
A Winter Piece

Young 60
No. 9. The Rape of the Lock

Pope 1
Rural Sports, a Georgic
The Book Worm
The Fire Side
Ode to Leven Water
Pleasures of Meditation

Young 60 No. 10. The Minstrel

Beattie a The Poft comes in, &c. : Feeling

Young 56 On Mr. Abraham Cowley's, &c. Denham 57 No. 11. An Essay on Criticism

Pope 1 Palemon and Lavinia

Thomson 28 The Vanity of Human Wishes 2. Philosophy

Milton 46
Inkle and Ýárico
Il Penferoso
On Freedom

Shenstone 60


Gay 34 Young 50 Parnell 51 Cotton 65 Smollet 59

Cowper 52

Johnson 33

Anon. 47 Milton 53

ibid. 59

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