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During the prefent Reign.

we cheat them from their habitations, or tear them violently from their families, to ftand up against the enemies of their country. Many perfons, who have now eftates in America, are of fering immenfe fums, and employing indefatigable industry to people their property, but will any body fay that the emigrants they obtain are obliged to them?-With equal reafon we might boaft of our generofity to a physician in the rage of a fever, when we requeft his affiftance wholly for our own immediate benefit.

In fact, if we have fupported the colonies, let us not parade about our difinterestedness, when our views are evidently felfish; we have made them opulent undoubtedly, but the fweets of that opulence is monopolized by ourfelves their trade, their property, their very existence is ultimately ours, and when we make a merit of I defending them against their enemies, our hearts must fecretly tell us that we are only fighting the battles of our own country.

Yet to give government every argument which it can poffibly defire, let us fuppofe that colonies by liftening to the flattering promifes of this kingdom, and by forming a large dominion for our emolument, are culpable in proportion as they are meritorious, and have by their actual fervice to Great Britain relinquished every title to the privileges of good Englishmen even fuppofing this to be the cafe, what does it neceffarily make the mother country?—It makes her a cruel, a barbarous parent-it makes her dead to the calls of reafon, and to the pleadings of humanity :--it puts an inftant end to all her boafted regard of justice, and all her idle rant of generolity. But, furely, if the colonies have not forfeited their title to the privileges of Englishmen, by their utility to the British empire, they have an indifputable right to the exercife of these privileges, and cannot be legally taxed without their own confent. To fay they are virtually represented, is to talk very fallaciously, Manchester, Birmingham, Leeds, and Hallifax, the particular places to which on this fubject they are conftantly compared, though without members, have indeed a virtual reprefentation, the fame tax that raifes money upon them, raifes

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money alío upon every other town in England; but the cafe is widely different with America. The Americans are fubject to a tax, in which England is utterly exempted, and at the very time moreover in which every branch of their trade, that is, every means of paying the tax, is wholly at the mercy of the people by whom they are thus rigorously affeffed.

That Great Britain has a power of compelling the Americans into obedience, under the most inequitable law, cannot admit of much difpute,but there is a wide difference between the power of compelling and the right; if justice is to depend upon force, it is in vain to argue farther.-But the people of this country fhould confider well how they increafe the influence of their minifters; but what is it likely to be, if a difcretionary difpofition of all the American revenues is to be lodged in their hands? To extort fuch a revenue from America, will answer two great purposes of tyranny in a little time; it will ruin our trade intirely, and it will arm all future adminiftrations with inevitable means of corruption. Let us not therefore fight the cause of a dangerous minifter against our fellow fubjects, nay against ourselves.To divide and conquer is the invariable principle of arbitrary governments. Let us not therefore hastily imbibe prejudices against our brethren of the colonies.-The fame oppreflors under which we groan, are their oppreffors; the fame freedom which is the object of our generous purfuit, is the fole object of theirs. In the repeal of the Stamp Act our own wishes were as much gratified as their wishes; they obtained a timely relief, but we alfo obtained a timely relief ourselves.-In reality our profperity is mutual, and whenever the arm of deftruction overwhelms the one, the other must prepare for immediate annihilation.Above all things let us guard against entertaining an unfavourable idea of the American gratitude---and let us confider what cause the Americans have to be grateful: the repeal of the deteftable law fo frequently mentioned, though the miniftry celebrate it as an act or great generofity, was in reality nothing more than a fimple act of justice; it was a right which the Americans received, not an obligation; this is the

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POETICAL ESSAYS in APRIL, 1769.

first time that an administration made it meritorious to discontinue the hand of rapine, and one might rather expect a fatefman of real integrity would lament, that America was plundered fo long, than talk to us of his wonderful goodness in not plundering it fill longer.

But furely the most extraordinary, the moft whimsical idea that ever entered into the head of any minifterial Quixote, is a defign of loading a people with new injuries, that they may prove their grateful fenfibility of being delivered from old ones. 'Tis on all hands agreed, that the Stamp Act was

a very unwarrantable stretch of autho-
rity, and that it was extremely preju-
dicial to the colonies, yet instead of
endeavouring to make the poor colo-
nies any compenfation for paft wrongs,
our confcientious ftatefmen are exceed-
ingly offended at their difinclination
to crouch under future oppreffions;
and ftigmatize them with the infamous
epithet of rebels, because they will
not become flaves to the duke of G.'s
administration, out of gratitude for
their deliverance from flavery in the
adminiftration of Lord Rockingham.
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POETICAL ESSAY S.

A POLITICAL BALLAD.
-To the Tune of Chevy Chace.-
OD fave the king, and blefs the land

G With plenty, joy, and peace;

And grant henceforth that dirty work
In London town may cease.

In Sev'nteen Hundred Sixty-nine,
Troubled with false alarms,
Some merchants ftraight- way advertis'd,
To meet at the King's-Arms.

The caufe was this, that Johnny Wilkes,
In minifters defpite,

The men of Middlesex did choose,

And girt him for their knight.
Thrice did the commons turn him out,
But turn'd him out in vain,
For thrice the Men of Middlesex
Did choose him in again.
The wifebeads therefore did propofe
Unto the k-g to go,
And tell him they were much difpleas'd
To fee that things were fo.

But others, full as wife as they,

As loyal and as good,

Who, for their fov'reign and his rights,
Wou'd freely fhed their blood,
Did urge," that they no reafon faw
To make fo much ado,
For that the men they meant to blame
Were loyal hearts and true."

O then fept forth a forward fquire,
Who loves to fhew his pow'rs,
Whether in making an addrefs,
Or making faints of wheres.

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As Reynolds urg'd his reafons con,
He fmote him on the crown,
When Reynolds clench'd his manly fift,
And fairly knock'd him down.

Yet ftill, nor words, nor blows cou'd move,
They yet refolv'd to go;

And met all on a luckless day,
With coaches all a row.

But ah! what evils them befel!
What groans were heard around 1
And dirt by handfuls flew about,
Their fenfes to confound.

Some loft their hats, and fome their canes,
And fome their wigs alfo,

And most were fo be-daub'd with dirt,
To court they cou'd not go.

Say, D-g-y, M-Im-n, and the reft,
From whom thefe ills arofe,
Had ye not better flay'd at home,

And not have fpoil'd your clothes?
At laft unto the palace gate

Some few their way did fight,
But there a bearfe did block the road,
With horfes black and white.

On either fide a 'fcutcheon hung,

Of fad device, to tell,

How hireling blood-hounds murder'd Clarke,
How hapless Allen fell!

Then came L-d T-t 'mid the croud,

That throng'd the palace gate,
And read the Riot At, for which

They broke his 1-df-p's pate.
My 1-d, now like a lion rouz'd,
Did turn upon the foe,

The Guards were call'd, who fome did take,
And many more let go.

God profper long our noble k-g,

With peace and glory blefs;
And grant he never more may hear
So d-rty an addrefs.

D -y, a Patron of the M

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PROLOGUE to THE FATAL DISCOVERY.

Spoken by Mr. BARRY.

III.

Give me freely, while I live,
Gen'rous wine in plenty give ;
Soothing joys my life to chear,
Beauty kind, and friends fincere ;
Happy! could I ever find

Friends fincere, and beauty kind.

He, from his fancy, where the feeds of things
As in a chaos lie, to order brings
Worlds of his own, and guilds the lofty rhyme

WHEN firft the children of the mufe be- Whofe polish'd fitrength defies the rage of time.

gan

To try their magic on the mind of man,
Aftonifh'd mortals faw, with wond'ring eyes,
The fair creation of the bard arife.

Hence is deriv'd the poet's lofty name,
For poet and creator mean the fame;

Such were the bards, whom we too call
divine,

Homer the father of the godlike line.
The Mantuan bard, whom all mankind ad-

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Shakespeare and Milton, both in England
[adorn,
Whofe glorious names the queen of ifles
Who, proudly fitting on her azure throne,
In arts and empire will no equal own.

POETICAL ESSAYS in APRIL, 1769.

Thus far our author as a prologue writ,
And would have been, I think, a-writing yet,
Enamour'd of his theme-But I drew near,
And whisper'd that of him you wish'd to hear.
'Twas difficult he faid-in such a cafe
He could have wifh'd another in his place;
To tell, with what alternate hopes and fears,
An anxious author on the ftage appears;
For, like the nightingale, he hath addreft
Himself to fing-a thorn at his fond breaft.
If, like the native warbler of the grove,
His plaintive notes are full of tender love;
Your hand may pull the thorn that caus'd his
Rain,

And give him fpirits for a nobler ftrain.

EPILOGUE,

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I'm fuch a figure !-and in fuch a flutter-
So circumftanc'd, in fuch an aukward way,
I know not what to do, or what to say.

Our bard, a ftrange unfafhionable crea-
ture,

As obftinate, as favage in his nature,
Will have no epilogue !-I told the brute-
If, Sir, thefe trifles don't your genius fuit;
We have a working prologue-fmith, within,
Will ftrike one off, as if it were a pin.
Nay, epilogues are pins-whofe points,
well-plac'd,

Will trick your mufe out, in the tip-top tafte!
"Pins, Madam! (frown'd the bard) the

Greeks us'd none,

(Then mutt'ring Greek-fomething like
this-went on)
[Modon."
Pinnos, painton, patcheros, non Graco
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Nay, fhould a statesman make a box his neft;
Who, that his country loves, would break

his reft?

Let come what may, I will not make 'em
laugh,

Take for an epilogue-this epitaph.
For as my lovers lives I would not fave,
No pois nous weeds fhall root upon their
grave."

'Tis thus these pedant Greek-read poets va

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pour

Is it your pleasure I fhould read the paper?
Here, in the arms of death, a matchless pair,
A young lov'd bero, and beloved fair,
Now find repofe,-Their virtues tempefi-toft,
Sea-fick, and weary, reach the wifh'd for
coaft.

Whatever mortal to this fpot is brought,
O may the living by the dead be taught!
May bere ambition learn to clip her wing,
And jealousy to blunt ber deadly fting;
Then fhall the poet every wish obtain,
Nor Ronan and Rivine die in vain.

To a YOUNG GENTLEMAN.
In Imitation of the 22d Ode of the 3d book of
CASIMIR'S LYRICS.

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E not, my friend, by youth deceiv'd,
Nor let the fyren be believ'd,
Though fmooth and foft her ftrain:
Away on whirling wheels fhe flies,
Swift as the gut that rides the skies,
Without or yoke or rein.

Youth must refign its blooming charms
To age, whofe cold and fhiv'ring arms

Will wither ev'ry joy:

'Tis brittle glafs, 'tis rapid ftream,
'Tis melting wax, 'tis air-dress'd dream,
That time will foon destroy.

So fmiles at morn the dewy rofe,
And to the genial breezes blows,

Evolving odours round;

But, crush'd by ev'ning's rufhing rains,
It droops, it finks upon the plains,

Down trodden with the ground.
Hours, days, months, years, impetuous fly,
Like meteors darting to the sky,

And muft return no more.

Know, my young friend, that moments fled

Are moments ever, ever dead,

And cancell'd from thy score.
See how the globes, that fail the heav'n,
Around in rapid eddies driven,

Are haft'ning to their doom:
Time rushes to eternity,
Eager in his embrace to die,

His parent and his tomb.

Though we in thefe low vales were born,
Yet thefe low vales our fouls fhould fcorn,
And to the Heav'ns fhould rife:
So the larks, hatch'd on clods of earth,
Difdain their mean inglorious birth,
And tow'r unto the skies.

* Like harmless infants mourn themselves afkeep.

Alex.

T. G.

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POETICAL ESSAYS in APRIL, 1759.

On a late Occafion.

Wrate between fleeping and waking.
O W came it, Tom Dingle,
That you appear'd fingle,
Invited to ftand the election?
Your friends, you declare,
Were ready to fwear,

But wanted the fheriff's protection.
Now, under the rofe,
Might I, Sir, fuppofe,

And tell you the truth of the cafe;
'Tis a minifters rule,
To find out fome tool,

To work himself out of disgrace.

But fuch has of late

Been th' oppreffion of S-te,

And freeholder's right fo invaded;
That none could be found,

On Middlesex ground,

In the cause of their country who traded.

Then prithee fit ftill,

And attend to thy mill,

Nor mind what-minifters fay;
Dependance there's none,
No not, Sir, in one,

They're born to deceive and betray.

ANTONINUS.

EXTEMPORE, on reading Mr. Foote's pamphlet, entitled An Appeal to the Public.

I Think this, fame Foote fhould be taken die

care of,

[aware of; He poffeffes more mifchief than most are I will not determine how matters may go, But I'm fure he has hit a confounded bard blow; [have faid,

And maugre what B-d or Sg Has fairly, I think, knock`d`em all on the bead, It's well for his carcafe that blows are declar'd

No longer as mortal, ftruck ever fo bard;
For even fuppofing the wounded might die,
There's now no occafion to bide or to fly;
At the Old Bailey try him, h's crime ftrong de-
picted,

The fact fully prov'd, and he clearly convicted
Yet fhould you his life be willing to fave,
Nor chufe thus to bring a young man to the
grave,

Be never concern'd the proofs were so plain, But appeal to L-d ————————-- and his pard.n you'll gain.

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What reafon to doubt the fuccefs of your work, When so recent an infiance as Balfe and

M&Quirk

March 27, 1769.

ANGLUS.

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O fing or fay, to warble or to fpeak,
In English, French, the Latin, or the
Greek;

The Idioms four, in which the Drama fhines, Whose well-wrought tales the human heart refines;

Thro' channels two it's various power conveys, In well turn'd periods, or in well-fung lays; Between the two you'll fee a precious tether, My bold attempt to drag 'em here together.And bold, indeed, methinks I hear you fay, Sure he must be fo ftrange a part to play! From fage Orellan, in his dark abode, To wish to please in fo abfurd a road, Why different talents means he to confound, And turn a Renegade from fenfe to found? How cou'd fuch folly get into his pate! Patience, good Sirs, the motive I'il relate.When the ftate coffer's empty, wane of treafure,

The next thing to contrive is a new measure,
For exigencies of th' enfuing year,

Or to exonerate from all arrear.
Thus politicians act-E'en fuch my plan,
By Novelty t'entice you if I can.
However I may execute the part,
Accept the tribute of a grateful heart!-
Here your good-nature fi.s as judge o'er all,
Exalts our merits, lets our failingsfall:
Your clemency I court with pray'r moût fer-
vent,

Be merciful, and fpare-your humblest fer-
Vant!

An IMPARTIAL REVIEW of NEW PUBLICATIONS.

ARTICLE I.

THE Hiftory of the Reign of the Emperor Charles V. &c. (Continued from p. 159) "The unfortunate elector was in his hands, and he was ungenerous and hardhearted enough to take advantage of this, in order to make an experiment whether he April, 1769.

might not bring about his defign, by working upon the tendernefs of a wife for her hufband, or upon the piety of children towards their parent. With this view, he fummon. ed Sybilla a fecond time to open the gates, letting her know that if the again retuted to comply, tht eletor fhould anfwer with D d

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