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WHEN wit and genius meet their doom.

In all devouring flame,

They tell us of the fate of Rome,

And bid us fear the fame.

2.

O'er MURRAY's lofs the mufes wept,

They felt the rude alarm,

Yet blefs'd the guardian care that kept

His facred head from harm.

3.

There mem'ry, like the bee that's fed

From Flora's balmy store,

The quinteffence of all he read

Had treafur'd up before.

4.

The lawless herd with fury blind

Have done him cruel wrong,

The flow'rs are gone-but ftill we find

The honey on his tongue.

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THE LOVE OF THE WORLD REPROVED;

OR,

HYPOCRISY DETECTED.*

THUS fays the prophet of the Turk, Good muffulman abstain from pork;

There is a part in ev'ry fwine,

No friend or follower of mine

May tafte, whate'er his inclination,
On pain of excommunication.
Such Mahomet's myfterious charge,
And thus he left the point at large.
Had he the finful part exprefs'd
They might with fafety eat the reft;
But for one piece they thought it hard
From the whole hog to be debarr'd,

And fet their wit at work to find

What joint the prophet had in mind.

* It may be proper to inform the reader that this piece has already appeared in print, having found its way, though with fome unneceffary additions by an unknown hand, into the Leeds Journal, without the author's privity.

Much

Much controversy strait arofe,

These chufe the back, the belly thofe ;

By fome 'tis confidently faid

He meant not to forbid the head,

While others at that doctrine rail,

And piously prefer the tail.

Thus, confcience freed from ev'ry clog,
Mahometans eat up the hog.

You laugh-'tis well-the tale apply'd
May make
you laugh on t'other fide.

Renounce the world, the preacher cries

We do a multitude replies.

While one as innocent regards

A fnug and friendly game at cards;

And one, whatever you may fay,

Can fee no evil in a play;

Some love a concert or a race,

And others, fhooting and the chase.

Revil'd and lov'd, renounc'd and follow'd,

Thus bit by bit the world is swallow'd;

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Each thinks his neighbour makes too free,
Yet likes a flice as well as he,

With fophiftry their fauce they fweeten,

'Till quite from tail to fnout 'tis eaten.

THE LILY AND THE ROSE.

1.

THE nymph must lose her female friend

If more admir'd than fhe

But where will fierce contention end

If flowr's can disagree?

2.

Within the garden's peaceful fcene

Appear'd two lovely foes,

Afpiring to the rank of

The lily and the rofe.

queen,

The

3.

The rose foon redden'd into rage,
And swelling with disdain,

Appeal'd to many a poet's page
Το prove her right to reign.

4.

The lily's height bespoke command,

A fair imperial flow'r,

She feem'd defign'd for Flora's hand,
The fceptre of her pow'r.

5.

This civil bick'ring and debate

The goddess chanc'd to hear,

And flew to fave, e'er yet too late,

The pride of the parterre.

6.

Your's is, the said, the nobler hue,

And your's the statelier mien,

And 'till a third surpasses you,

Let each be deem'd a queen.

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Thus

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