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ON MRS. PULTENEY 1
With scornful mien, and various toss of air,
LINES SUNG BY DURASTANTI: WHEN SHE
TOOK LEAVE OF THE ENGLISH STAGE.
THE WORDS WERE IN HASTE PUT TOGETHER BY MR. POPE, AT THE
REQUEST OF THE EARL OF PETERBOROUGH.
GENEROUS, gay, and gallant nation,
Bold in arms, and bright in arts;
All but Cupid's gentle darts !
Adieu, happy soil, adieu.
1 Anna Maria Gumley, daughter of John Gumley of Isleworth, was married to Pulteney, who received with her a large fortune.-Bowles.
2 Her father made his fortune from a glass manufactory.-Bowles.
3 She was brought to England by Handel, to sing at the opera, 1721, and was so great a favourite at Court, that the king stood godfather to one of her children.-Bowles.
Let old charmers yield to new;
In arms, in arts, be still more shining;
All your tastes be still refining;
But let old charmers yield to new:-
OCCASIONED BY SOME VERSES OF HIS
GRACE THE DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM.
MUSE, 'tis enough: at length thy labour ends,
ON MRS. TOFTS. So bright is thy beauty, so charming thy song, As had drawn both the beasts and their Orpheus
along; But such is thy avarice, and such is thy pride, That the beasts must have starved, and the poet ON HIS GROTTO' AT TWICKENHAM. COMPOSED OF MARBLES, SPARS, GEMS, ORES, AND MINERALS. Thou who shalt stop, where Thames' translucent wave Shines a broad mirror through the shadowy cave; Where ling’ring drops from min'ral roofs distill, And pointed crystals break the sparkling rill, Unpolished gems no ray on pride bestow, And latent metals innocently glow: Approach! Great Nature studiously behold; And eye the mine without a wish for gold. Approach; but awful! Lo! the Egerian grot, Where, nobly-pensive, St. John’ sate and thought; Where British sighs from dying Wyndham · stole, And the bright flame was shot through Marchmont's
1 This epigram is ascribed to Pope by Sir John Hawkins, in his History of Music. She (Mrs. Tofts) was daughter of a person in Bishop Burnet's family. She lived during tho introduction of opera into this country, and sang with Nicolini, but as she knew no Italian she sang in English, and he in his own language. She was very proud and covetous.–From Johnson,
soul. Let such, such only tread this sacred floor, Who dare to love their country, and be poor.
[From the Miscellany.] IMPROMPTU TO LADY WINCHILSEA. OCCASIONED BY FOUR SATIRICAL VERSES ON WOMEN-WITS, IN THE
"RAPE OF THE LOCK.”
But doomed it then, when first Ardelia writ. i The improving and finishing his grotto was the delight of his declining years. - Warburton.
2 Lord Bolingbroke. 3 Sir William Wyndham, a most noble and excellent man,
Of all examples by the world confessed,
ANSWER TO THE FOLLOWING QUESTION
OF MISS HOWE.
WHAT IS PRUDERY ?
'Tis a beldam,
[From the Miscellany.]
CLOSE to the best known author Umbra sits, The constant index to all Button's wits. “Who's here?” cries Umbra: “ Only Johnson,”—
“Oh! Your slave,” and exit; but returns with Rowe:
1 One of the maids of honour to Queen Caroline.
2 Miss Meadows was remarkable, like Miss Lepell and Miss Bellenden, for her amiable character. They were maids of honour to Queen Caroline. Miss Lepell afterwards married Lord Hervey. Gay called her, “Youth's youngest daughter, sweet Lepell."
3 Supposed to be J. Moore Smyth, whom he describes as a shadow in the “Dunciad,”
“Dear Rowe, let's sit and talk of tragedies:”
VERBATIM FROM BOILEAU.
Un jour, dit un auteur, etc. ONCE (says an author, where, I need not say) Two trav’llers found an oyster in their way; Both fierce, both hungry; the dispute grew strong; While scale in hand Dame Justice pass'd along. Before her each with clamour pleads the laws, Explain'd the matter, and would win the cause. Dame Justice weighing long the doubtful right, Takes, opens, swallows it, before their sight. The cause of strife removed so rarely well, “There, take,” (says Justice), “ take ye each a shell. We thrive at Westminster on fools like you: 'Twas a fat oyster-Live in peace-Adieu.”
A COURT BALLAD. To the tune of “To all you Ladies now at Land,” &c. By Dorset
To one fair lady out of court,
And two fair ladies in,