Or chaunt with plaintive pigs th' expreffive fong, Nor thriving 'fparagus, nor endive white; Slights all my pains, nor thinks me worth her care ; "O youth! that fing'ft of pigs fo wondrous fine, The litter echo thy melodious line; To charms averfe where brighter beauties move, And And if a journey here be worth thy toil, w They wed, were happy;t was an equal flame ;- W.AUSTIN THE IMPORTANCE OF FIVE MINUTES, A PROSE STORY VERSIFIED, WITH ADDITIONS. [From the General Evening Poft.] AT the court of king Francis the First, we are told, 6 Ay, ay," faid the king, between anger and laughter, more If you'd hang up his lordship five minutes before!" THE CHURCHLESS STEEPLE. [From the Morning Chronicle.] WHERE'ER a Steeple rofe, full well, WE Of old, all knew a Church was there: 7 There pulpit, altar, font, and bell That call'd the parish round to pray?r. Folks now for innovations search, This Hackney proves-whofe wayward people Their Steeple left without a Church, And built a Church without a Steeple. WHICH WHICH IS THE MAN? WRITTEN BY A+ BABY. IF there's a man in heart and tongue fincere, THE QUESTION:-AN EPIGRAM. BY OLD NICK. WHAT's bonefly?" th' Attorney cried, "What's that to you?" the Prieft replied; A QUERY. QWHAT means the word: Entire" at porter-shops ▸ A. Ewire Mundungus, free from malt and hops. COM AN EPIGRAM. IMITATED FROM BUCHANAN. HOW hard's my fate!" a coxcomb cried; Though good my perfort, fhape, and air, Oft as I wish to take a bride, A rival comes, and weds the fair." "Yet," anfwer'd Stella, "I can prove THE THE FINANCIERW (From the Morning Poft W IN theoretic pomp hear Ptty fpeak, Hor. TRANSLATION OF A DUTCH INAUGURATION ODE. WRITTEN BY P. VONDERMAKER, POET-LAUREAT TO HIS BATAVIAN MAJESTY. [From the Oracle.] BATAVIANS! skip like frogs, In meadows, towns, and bogs Be alive, ye heavy dogs! Fiddlers! fet your tharms a thrumming- See! the hero advances To the House in the Wood, Like a Prince of royal blood, As each brother, no doubt, of the ruler of France is! You must own 't is very kind, (Since poor Schimmelpenninck's blind,). Of the Emperor to fend His dear brother and friend, Our freedom to defend, And to fretting and faction at once put an end. Encore, boys! encore! Young Louis' praises fing, Applaud the Emp'ror's choice, He'll He'll make our trade flourish in fpite of our foes, And fmuggleh dita mocīt To add to our joys, Large orders for toys From Paris your daily receive, too, "If daily receive, too, my boys! Then down with hypocrify, Down with democracy, And aristocracy, Thofe Hateful things Swear love and loyalty› Henceforth to Royalty Long live young Louis, the first of Dutch Kings!! ON THE DUTCH SAILORS REFUSING TO DRINK THE HEALTH OF THEIR NEW KING, ON THE PLEA OF THEIR NOT BEING THIRSTY. 66 Woburn. WE are not thirsty,” Dutchmen cry:- ANECDOTE OF M. DE VOLTAIRE, ·VERSIFIED BY MRS. Č. * VOLTAIRE with fome wits at a dinner was feated, Being afk'd the next day if old Be did not shine, THE PRISON. AFTER THE LATIN OF FRANCIS PANIGAROLA. Y My heart imprison'd, you deny It freedom for a minute; And then-you mile-O, may I die, * English. Come |