The satirist: or, Every man in his humour

The book was wrote and sent to press,
And all went right, you then would guess;
Ah! no altho' I'd wrote and done my best,
Yet still my mind was not at rest.

A dedication, sure it was a dedication,
Which so engros'd my contemplation ;
Thought I-all Authors of any note,
A Patron they have generally got ;

I thought of Bobby Rhymer but pack'd him off,
As not being great or good enough!

The Squire at last came in my head,
A man most noble and well bred;
The words I wrote they were just these
Which I'll recite, if so you please.

"KIND SIR: From a youth of my size and age,
You'll not look for a highly written page;
Nor words that's writ in language flow'ry,
Which so often are great Author's glory,
You know how timid I am in speaking,
Extempore, or men's praise seeking;
May be you'll think a Butcher's boy,
Is seldom a schoolmaster's joy;
And from my slender education,
I can not write in ostentation;

Your pardon for errors I hope you'll give,
And I'm your Most Obedt. while I live.

So write in fear, though often a joker,

Your humble Servt. THE OBLIGED AUTHOR."

Having wrote this, I thought I'd see the Squire,
And ask if he would grant me my desire;

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But after all this long digression,

I went to get his free permission.

Jas It was on a charming summer's eve,
When Enterber Cottage I did leave;
To see Squire, that great good man,
Who gives in charity all he can.
I wrote upon clean dress'd paper,

My request, and seal'd it with a wafer ;
As our dog Help, he ran before,

I follow'd up unto the door,
And gave a gentle rap, tap, ta-
Which made my courage fly away;
A footman spruce came unto me,
Who seem'd to be, in right good glee.

And said, 'why John, have you come down,
To see our Master here in Town?'

I answer'd 'yes, please give his Honor this,
I hope he'll take it not amiss,'

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The footman went, and did return,
(My colour chang'd, my face did burn ;)
And spoke friend John you may go in,
For Master is in merry trim.'

Into the drawing-room I went,
My bow I made with body bent:
He spoke, 'what John you want, I see,
T'inscribe your little work to me!
But now I tell you plump and plain,
That your request is all in vain.
When first I wrote for you the Letter
I thought you then would be no better;
Nor ever get your Book so forward,
But now I see you are no coward.

I thought no names you could have gotten,
But in this likewise I'm mistaken;

The saying is where there's a will there is a way,
In truth it is verified this day.

As for the inscribing I tell you why,

This request of yours I must deny;

I should not like to see my name in Print,
Lest some friends perhaps I might affront;
Of great men there is not a few,

And as I know you are a Blue;

There's Mr -
Lord, or Earl —,
None would deny you I dare say,
But as for me I beg to be excus'd,
I'll back you if you are abused;

And take 2 Copies, and amongst my friends,

I'll try to bring about your ends.

A propos if you've any lamb at home,

A leg we want, and we must have it seen; some

A leg I think is the tenderest part,

I love the picking with all my heart,

Yet though I am no gormandizing glutton,

Lamb to my taste is sweeter far than mutton,

now

But pray what is it per pound,

As I wish to know a little on that ground?'
Sixpence, Sir,' said I, 'I do believe,

I'm sure to pay it you will not grieve,
In the morning, I will it bring,

It's very fat no puny thing.'

I thank'd his honor, and out was shown,

Myself an Author of small renown;

Because the yellow dust I did not possess,
I blush not, no; I will confess.

Poverty in general is dispised,

Is frown'd upon and tantalized;

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What! John of Enterber! sinking in dispair,
As lovers when rejected by the fair?
No! In higher strains my muse shall sing,
God bless the Queen! Long live the King!
Long may they rule the British Nation,
In health and wealth and satisfaction:
I'll drop my Pen, and close this dedication,
Bidding, Farewell' to meditation.
Reader's if you find misplac'd a letter,
Forgive the next I'll write a better.

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THE ENTERBERRE POET.

Contents.

CHAP. I.-Introduction; situation of Fountains

Lodge; Squire Clemence's family and pedi-

gree; Lord Hargraves, his family, &c.; do-

mestic occurrances; Michael O'Brian's journey

to town, his soliloquy and mode of correction,

arrival at the post-office, mistakes and blun-

ders, his parents, &c.; Miss Medley; Silviana,

her virtues and qualifications.-Page 19.

CHAP. II.-Friendship; packet, its contents;

MS. and letter; Epigram; Receipt for Court-

ship; elopement to Gretna; marriage; a rich

old Uncle; effect of strong drams; passion, a

lesson on; satire on noble blood; poetry.-

Page 30.

CHAP. III. The humourist; an Epigram; sa-

tire on hunting; mifortunes; beauty; Jemmy

Twitcher; satire on balls, beaux's, clergy-

men, &c.; anonymous letter, in poetry; the

Satirist; idle words; on the Majesty of God;

Methodism; poetry on night.-Page 36.

CHAP. IV & V.-Poetry on winter; letter con-
tinued; meeting with highwaymen; misfortune
upon misfortune; passion; affection in foot-
men; man subject to the frowns of fortune;
Westmorland Dialect; unexpected discovery;
beautiful Villa; wonderful youth; dialogue;
Jem's sorrow and trade; rank without pride;
Jem's love of books; on post-masters, founded
on fact; MS of Jem; conclusion of letter, and

an explanation; poetry on love, and danger

of; satire on boarding-school ladies; poetry;

favourite books; Man of Feeling.-Page 44.

CHAP. VI.-Poetry on sleep and winter; Man

of Feeling concluded; reference to Sterne;

account of James Last, alias Twitcher, his

parentage and love of books, going to school,

acrostic on his school-fellow Edmund Cap-

stick (deceased); rules of C—y G—t school;

satire on school-masters; situation of C-y

G―t and number of inhabitants; satire on

hunting; poetry on my Night Cap.-Page 68.