LYRICAL AND MISCELLANEOUS. TO AN IMPERTINENT MUSICIAN. EXTEMPORE. OUR herald hath proclaimed this saying: THE CLOWN'S REPLY. JOHN TROTT was desired by two witty peers To tell them the reason why asses had ears: "An't please you," quoth John, "I'm not given to letters, EPIGRAM ON A BEAUTIFUL YOUTH STRUCK BLIND BY LIGHTNING. SURE 't was by Providence designed, THE GIFT. TO IRIS, IN BOW-STREET, COVENT-GARDEN. SAY, cruel Iris, pretty rake, What annual offering shall I make My heart, a victim to thine eyes, Say, would the angry fair-one prize A bill, a jewel, watch, or toy, I'll give them—when I get them. I'll give-but not the full-blown rose, I'll give thee something yet unpaid, I'll give theeah! too charming maid, THE LOGICIANS REFUTED. IN IMITATION OF DEAN SWIFT. LOGICIANS have but ill-defined Reason, they say, belongs to man — Have strove to prove with great precision, With definition and division, Homo est ratione præditum But for my soul I cannot credit 'em : Than reason, boasting mortals' pride, Deus est anima brutorum. Who ever knew an honest brute At law his neighbor prosecute; Bring action for assault and battery, Or friend beguile with lies and flattery? They eat their meals, and take their sport, Nor know who's in or out at court; They never to the levee go To treat as dearest friend a foe; They never importune his grace, Nor draw the quill to write for Bob. No judges, fiddlers, dancing-masters, At court, the porters, lackeys, waiters, A MADRIGAL. IMITATED FROM THE FRENCH OF SAINT PAVIN. WEEPING, murmuring, complaining, Fears the approaching bridal night. Yet why impair thy bright perfection, STANZAS ON THE TAKING OF QUEBEC. AMIDST the clamor of exulting joys, Which triumph forces from the patriot heart, O WOLFE, to thee a streaming flood of woe Alive, the foe thy dreadful vigor fled, And saw thee fall with joy-pronouncing eyes; Yet they shall know thou conquerest, though dead Since from thy tomb a thousand heroes rise. AN ELEGY ON THAT GLORY OF HER SEX, MRS. MARY BLAIZE. GOOD people all, with one accord, Who never wanted a good word From those who spoke her praise. |