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ON THE FEUDS ABOUT HANDEL AND BONONCINI.
STRANGE! all this difference should be 'Twixt Tweedle-DUM and Tweedle-DEE!
ON MRS. TOFTS *.
SO bright is thy beauty, so charming thy song,
TWO OR THREE:
OR, A RECEIPT TO MAKE A CUCKOLD.
TWO or three visits, and two or three bows,
• Mrs. Tofts was the daughter of a person in the family of Dr. Burnet, bishop of Salisbury. She lived at the introduction of the opera into this kingdom, and sung in company with Nicolini; but, being ignorant of Italian, chanted her recitative in English, in answer to his Italian : but the charms of their voices overcame this absurdity. Her character may be collected from the above epigram. She retired from England, and died at Venice about the year 1760.
IN A MAID OF HONOUR'S PRAYER BOOK.
WHEN Israel's daughters mourn'd their past offences,
THF BALANCE OF EUROPE,
NOW Europe's balanc'd, neither side prevails ;
MR. THOMAS SNOW,
GOLDSMITH, NEAR TEMPLE BAR ;
Occasioned by his buying and selling the third South Sea
Subscriptions, taken in by the Directors at One Thousand
per cent *
DISDAIN not, Snow, my humble verse to hear,
O thou, whose penetrative wisdom found
In the year 1920, the South Sea company, under pretence of paying the publick debt, obtained an act of parliament for enlarging their capital, by taking into it all the debts of the nation, incurred before the year 1716, amounting to 31,664,5511. Part of this sum was subscribed into their capital at three subscriptions: the first at zool. per cent, the second at 400l., and a third at 1000l. Such was the infatuation of the time, that these subscriptions were bought and sold at exorbitant premiums ; so that 100l. South Sea stock, subscribed at 1000l. was sold for 1200l. in Exchange alley.
When credit sunk, and commerce gasping lay,
Why did 'Change alley waste thy precious hours
Let vulture Hopkins stretch his rusty throat,
Through fam’d Moorfields extends a spacious seat,
• Names of eminent goldsmiths. Vol. XVII.
There in full opulence a banker dwelt,
As on a time he pass'd the vacant hours
My statues, gardens, fountains, and canals,
prospect understood, And feard the fancied bargain was not good : Yet loth the sum entire should be destroy'd, “Give me a penny, and thy contract's void.” The startled bard with eye indignant frown'd: “ Shall I, ye gods,” he cries, “ my debts compound !" So saying, from his rug the skew'r he takes, And on the stick ten equal notches makes; With just resentment Alings it on the ground; “ There, take my tally of ten thousand pound *.”
• Charles II, having borrowed a considerable sum, gave tallies, as a security for the repayment; but, soon after shutting up the Exchequer, these tallies were as much reduced from their original value, as the South Sea had exceeded it.