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more deliberate aim. His principal objects are the sportsmen (and there are many such) whose lust for divertion is suffered to swallow up almot every other passion,

• Nor can the Muse, without a blush, impart,
How wives, with hunters, share the sportsman's heart :
The Doctor wanted—“ Sir, may Bumper go ?”
“ No, John. The filly?" ". No. Your honour? No.
The chesnut gelding, pow his sweats are o'er,

Might"-" Curse the fellow! leave me, shut the door."
The tenant's hack, poor jaded, borrow'd wretch,
Gallops for all, from fevers to the itch.

Say next, what storms the smallest ills produce ?
Jack sinew-strain'd, or Pero kills a goose ;
Or, worse than death, the Curate in the wood;
Trap him, by G-, and fluice him of his blood :
“ Shall he, shall they, shall these my covers force ?
" A horse! a horse! my manors for a horse!"
Good Heav'n! are there for marriage rites design'd?
(O lot to sense, and impotent of mind!)
Unhappy women! for such arms decreed ;
Mere sportsmen are-mere animals indeed.

Blest be that maid, whose soft persuasive charms
Can draw the sporting ideot to her arms :
Bleft wives, to hear the early flounce from bed,
The deep hoarse cough, and doors that split the head;
The hall's loud echo, and the thund'ring sounds
Of ham-stuff 'd sportsmen, and the roar of hounds!
Each place a chaos, in confusion lies ;
Rolls pild on rolls, and pigeons torn from pies ;
Rush on to horse : hark forward ! and away ;
And yawning maids sit down to toast and rea.
Wives, piteous things! drag on the winter day,
With squalling brats, and dinners burnt away ;
Behold at night their dear adorers doze,
And pour the concert thro' che vocal nose.

Nor do our sportsmen's labours of the day
End with the sun, tho' sunk its western ray:
In dreams they Itart, with more than labour throes ;
Whoup! Tally bo ! Hark forward! there he goes!
Windfor is spurr'd, or else, in Windsor's stead,
Their own dear wives are tumbled out of bed :
Good sense, good-nature too, muft fix the bounds,
Men should be men, not company for hounds.
Nor let old Thunder's praise be ever fung,
When fofter music flows from woman's tongue :
A thousand charms in Charlotte's dimples dwell,
But thou art blell--young Sancho points fo well.
What's wife, a daughter, or an angel's face,
To a net swelling with a good five brace ?
Women may charm, and marriage joys delight,
But a full covey is a glorious sight.

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What! tho' thy pointers boasi superior speed,
Range well and wide, and sprung from Doxy's breed :
Yet spare our ears, nor pour th' eternal tale;
Here Turko stood, there Mungo caught the gale :
From hill to vale, we drove the covey round,
Till the last bird, with vengeance, thump'd the ground.
So strange thy tale, the very

servants ftare, And seem to say, by G- he was not there, As, sportsman-like, he levels his piece at variety of objects, it is not to be wondered at if he cccasionally fall into a manner fomewhat too desultory, going from one subject to another, without sufficiently specifying the point where they were connected. His verlification, if allow. ance be made for a few careless and defective rhymes, is easy and fa. miliar. Art. 30. The Reign of Death. A Poem. Occafioned by the Death of the Rev. James Hartley, late of Haworth.

By John Faw. Wiih a Funeral Sermon on the same Occasion. By William Crabtree, 8vo. Keith. 1780.

Mr. Fawcet's poetical talents have been already hinted at on a former publication *. In whatever estimation bis poetry may be held, which, however, does not often ink below mediocrity, his piety and benevolence will at least entitle him to respect. Art. 31. A SeleЕtion of Hebrew Poems, translated by John Far

rer, of Queen's College, Oxford. 4to. 35. 60. Evans. 1780.

In this Selection we meet with some of the most poetical passages of the Old Testament translated into very tolerable Englith verse. Should, however, the ingenious Translator fail of giving that full satisfaction which some Readers may expect from him, let it be remembered, his atrempe is of that kind which has baffled many writers, even of confiderable reputation.

America, a Poem. By John Farrer, of Queen's

College. Oxford. 4to. Evans, 1780. America is here considered as a froward child, quarrelling with an indulgent and affectionate parent. Mr. Farrer prophesies, that she will be compelled to return to her duty and allegiance, which is apparently a laboured performance, is not without some marks of ingenuity. Art. 33. The Temptation, or Satan in the Country. A Poem.

410.

I s. 6 d. Cadell. 1781. Satan tempts a lady in the country to pass off a bad shilling at cards. The poem is worthy of its subject, and the bad fhilling is the full worth of the poem.

Poetical Epistle from Florizel to Perdita : with Perdita's Answer. And a Preliminary Discourse upon the Education of Princes.

400, 2 s. 6 d. Stockdale, 1781. It was easy to foresee, that the various paragraphs, relative to the pretended amours of a young prince, so industriously diffeminated, for some months past, in the newspapers, would, in due season, produce a plenieous crop of fruit, in the more ample forms of pamphlets, poems, and books of New Memoirs, and Secret History. Accordingly,

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we fee them begin to spring op; and here is, already, a fall blown .quarto, with leaves of profe, and flowers of poetry, in abundance : all fair to the spectator's eye, but, to the hero and heroine of the scandalous tale, bearing only prickly thorns and stinging nettles. Art. 35. The Gladiators : an Heroic Epistle, addressed to the Bravoes of Administration. Folio.

Richardson. 1781. This poetical prize fighter seems to have picked up an old cudgel of Churchill's ; and though he possesses neither Arength nor dexterity to use it with much effect, yet he now and then gives a tly rap wita it, especially if a Scotchman comes in his way :

• The plot miscarried--but in Scottisti lays,
The champion's name shall live in endless praise ;
Him Highland lads Thall fing, while Boreas blows,
In Offian elegies of metred profe;
To him the matron too shall tune her reed,
And charm the children that she cannot feed,
Dwell on his name, more dear to Scottish pride,

Than Maggy's fingers to her Sawney's fide.'
Art. 36. The What do you call it: or, a Touch at the Times.

A Poem, by a Yeoman of Kent...460. ! $. 6 d. Bladon. 1780.

We hope this yeoman of Kent will, in future, find a more suitable employment than writing bad verses that he cannot find a title for. Art. 37. Eloisa en Dishabille, being a new Version of that

Lady's celebrated Epiftle to Abelard, done into familiar English Metre, by a Lounger. To which is prefixed, a Dedicatory Address to that respectable Fraternity, of which the Author has the Honour to be an unworthy Member. 400

Faulder. 1780. A profligate parody of Mr. Pope's Epifle from Eloisa to Abelard. Art. 38. A Satire on the present Times. The second Edition,

410.

Siockdale, 1780. There cannot be a severer satire on the times than that such a dull rhapsody as this should run, as the title-page afërts, to a second edi. rion. We suspect, however, that this is not only the first, but will, in all probability, be the last edition of this very in lipid perform.

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DRAMA TI C. The Siege of Sinope. A Tragedy. As it is acted at the Theatre-Rayal in Covent Garden. By Mss. Brooke, Author of Julia Mandeville, &c. 8vo. I s. 6 d. Cadell.

From the acknowledged talents of the Writer of this tragedy we ex. pected something of more importance thao a meagre imitation of an Italian opera.

EAST INDIE 9.
Art. 40. A State of the British Authority in Bengal, under the

Government of Mr. Hastings; exemplified in the Case of Mahomed
Reza Khan. 8vo.

Dodsley. 1780. Two words feem to comprehend the whole hittory of British tranfactions in the East Indies,-accufation and vindication : thus would it have happened, had printing been as common as it is with us, while the Spaniards were plundering, torturing, and butchering the innoçent natives of Mexico and Peru !

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I s. 6 d.

NATURAL HISTORY. Art. 41. A Discourse on the Emigration of Birds, &c. By a

Naturalist. 8vo. I s. Fielding and Walker. 1780. This Naturalift has fpared no pains in collecting almost every thing that has been written upon this curious question in ornithologynamely, Whether certain birds during particular seasons migrate or remain in a corpid ftate, hidden in hollow trees, old buildings, sandbanks, &c. ? He very ftously maintains the former opinion. Though, pollibiy he may over-rate his own discoveries and observations on this long agitated question, we must nevertheless acknowledge, that his arguments appear to be philosophical and just, and coofequently mesit the attention of the curious in this branch of natural history.

MISCELLANEOUS. Art. 42. Oratio de Ridiculo, habita Cantabrigiæ in Scholis Pub

licis. Primo Die Julii, 1780. A Gulielmo Cole, A. B. Coll. Regal. Sacio. Accedit etiam, ab eodem jcriptum, Carmen Comitiale. 410. I s. Payne, &c.

The bufiness of this classical Oration is to controvert the pofition, that ridicule is of itself a suficient test of truth. As an academical exercise, it possesses considerable merit, and does credit to the Writer's ingenuity. We think, however, it is scarcely interesting enough, either from the novelty or importance of the argument, to warrant publication. The poem which is subjoined to this performance, intitled Mola Juventutis Restauratrix, has both humour and elegance : witness the following lines:

• Hos juxta veneranda cohors, quibus invida nomen
Virginitas peperit multos servata per annos.
Si quis fortè inerat, dudum decor excidit omnis
Veltibus ; inque vicem ruga, pallorque, famesque
Corripuere genas; nunquam illas ferus amator
Sollicitat, primo nullus procus ambit ab ævo.
Non tamen antiquum cessant defendere honorem,
Et tutari arcem, quam nemo invadere gestit.
Ergo ubi concessa est reparandæ copia formæ
Huc omnes properè accurrunt: licet horridos ægros
Deformet squalor vultus, humerique tumescant
In gibbum, aut limos acies obliquet ocellos,
Purpureus veniet rurfùs decor, aptaque nervis
Compages membrorum ; at vos, pia turba, cavete,
Cafia priùs : novus inflat amor, nova vota laceffent.
Non erit ultériùs, credo, genus omne virile
Exosum, juvenis nec jam execrabile nomen.
Mille parat fraudes Dea Cypria, mille Cupido,

Et non in vitas mox in sua retia coget.'
Art. 43. Miniature Pictures, written (why did not the Author

fay drawn?] by Mr. Gay, Author of the Beggar's Opera, &c. Newly adapted to the most Fashionable and Public Characters, of both Sexes, now living. Containing above 600 Portraits, all of which are acknowledged striking Likeneffes. 4to. ' 28. 6 d. Stockdale. 1781.

The method of hinting at public characters, or memorable inci. dents in the lives of eminent persons, by apt quotations from eminent

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writers, is become highly fashionable among the numerous tribe of small-wits. Of the present production, the following specimens are offered to the good-natured Reader's acceptance :

« EARL G. R. · That Jemmy Twitcher should peach me, I own surprised me! 'Tis a plain proof that all the world' is alike; and that even our gang can no more trust one another than other people. Therefore I beg you, gentlemen, look well to yourselves; for, in all probability, you may live some months longer yet.'

• Earl of B-TE. · Believe I have quitted the gang; which I can never do but with life. At our private quarters I will continue

to meet you.? • Sir T s F • A covetous fellow, like a jack-daw, steals what he was never made to enjoy, for the sake of hiding it.'

• Hon. C. F-X. • The world is avaricious; and I hate avarice : for money was made for the free-hearted and generous; and where is the injury of taking from another what he hath not the heart to make use of i'

" W. AD-M, Esq. • Is he about to play us any foul play? I'll shoot him through the head !'

• The Rev. HENRY BATE. The priest calls the lawyer a cheat'

• Mr. JACKMAN. • The lawyer be-knaves the divine.'

• Dr. G-H-M. • I have pick'd up a little money by helping the ladies to a prega nancy.'

• Joseph G-LL-W-Y. • We must pun&tually pay our spies, else we shall have no informa. tion.'

These dealers in “conundrum quaint” have been so fuccessful, that they have totally driven the poor charade-Spinners out of the field; so that not one of them now dares show his face, even in the poet's corner of a news-paper. Art. 44. A Letter to the Author of " Considerations on the late Disturbances *." 8vo.

6 d. White. 1780. Dr. Ibbetson, Archdeacon of St. Alban's, is vindicated, in this Letter, from the odium which hath been thrown upon his character, from the countenance which he gave to the intolerant proceedings of the Protestant Association. This letter bears evident marks of the Doctor's own pen. Besides, we apprehend, no one but himself would have taken up his cause so warmly. By his own account, his ene. mies, both dead and living, have been very numerous. On some of the latter he seems disposed to take revenge, " when he can discover their names : and if the former were not out of his reach, we should tremble for them!

Amidst the multitude of those who have reprobated the Archdeacon of St. Alban's, the writer of this Letter claires ' a late defunét body

See Review for June, 1780, p. 502,

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