His fcatter'd pence the flying * Nicker flings,

And with the copper fhow'r the casement rings.
Who has not heard the Scourer's midnight fame? 325
Who has not trembled at the Mobock's name?
Was there a watchman took his hourly rounds,
Safe from their blows, or new-invented wounds!
I pass their defp'rate deeds, and mischiefs done
Where from Snow-hill black fteepy torrents run; 330
How matrons, hoop'd within the hogfhead's womb,
Were tumbled furious thence, the rolling tomb
O'er the ftones thunders, bounds from fide to fide:
So Regulus to fave his country dy'd.

Where a dim gleam the paly lanthorn throws 355
O'er the mid pavement, heapy rubbish grows;
Or arched vaults their gaping jaws extend,

340

345

Or the dark cave to common inores defcend. Oft by the winds extinct the signal lies, 'Or fmother'd in the glimmering focket dies E'er night has half roll'd round her ebon throne; In the wide gulph the fhatter'd coach o'erthrown Sinks with the fnorting steeds; the reins are broke, And from the crackling axle flies the spoke. So when fam'd Eddystone's far-shooting ray, That led the failor through the ftormy way, Was from its rocky roots by billows torn, And the high turret in the whirlwind borne, Fleets bulg'd their fides against the craggy land, And pitchy ruins blacken'd all the strand. Who then through night would hire the harness'd steed, And who would choose the rattling wheel for speed? But hark; diftrefs with screaming voice draws nigh'r, And wakes the flumb'ring street with cries of fire.

350

Gentlemen, who delighted to break windows with half-pence.

At

355

At first a glowing red enwraps the skies,
And borne by winds the fcatt'ring sparks arise ;
From beam to beam the fierce contagion spreads ;
The spiry flames now lift aloft their heads,
Through the burst fash a blazing deluge pours,
And splitting tiles defcend in rattling fhow'rs. 360
Now with thick crowds th' enlighten'd pavement
fwarms,

The fire-man fweats beneath his crooked arms,
A leathern cafque his vent'rous head defends,
Boldly he climbs where thickest smoak ascends;
Mov'd by the mother's ftreaming eyes and pray'rs,
The helpless infant through the flame he bears, 365
With no less virtue, than through hostile fire
The Dardan hero bore his aged fire.

See forceful engines spout their levell'd streams,
To quench the blaze that runs along the beams;
The grapling hook plucks rafters from the walls, 370
And heaps on heaps the fmoaky ruin falls.

375

Blown by ftrong winds the fiery tempeft roars,
Bears down new walls, and pours along the floors;
The heav'ns are all a-blaze, the face of night
Is cover'd with a fanguine dreadful light;
'Twas fuch a light involv'd thy tow'rs, O Rome,
The dire prefage of mighty Cafar's doom,
When the fun veil'd in ruft his mourning head,
And frightful prodigies the skies o'erfpread.

Hark! the drum thunders! far, ye crowds retire: 380
Behold! the ready match is tipt with fire,
The nitrous ftore is laid, the smutty train

With running blaze awakes the barrell'd grain ;

Flames fudden wrap the walls; with fullen found 385 The fhatter'd pile finks on the fmoaky ground.

So

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So when the years fhall have revolv'd the date,
Th' inevitable hour of Naples' fate,
Her fapp'd foundations fhall with thunders fhake,
And heave and tofs upon the fulph'rous lake;
Earth's womb at once the fiery flood fhall rend,
And in th' abyfs her plunging tow'rs defcend.
Confider, reader, what fatigues I've known,
The toils, the perils of the wintry town;

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What riots feen, what bustling crouds I bor'd, 1395
How oft I crofs'd where carts and coaches roar'd;
Yet fhall I bless my labours, if mankind
Their future fafety from my dangers find.
Thus the bold traveller, inur'd to toil,
Whofe fteps have printed Afia's defert foil,
The barb'ious Arabs haunt; or fhiv'ring croft
Dark Greenland's mountains of eternal froft;
Whom Providence in length of years reftores
To the wifh'd harbour of his native shores;
Sets forth his journals to the public view,
To caution, by his woes, the wandring crew.

And now compleat my gen'rous labours lye,
Finish'd, and ripe for immortality.

Death fhall entomb in duft this mould'ring frame,
But never reach th' eternal part, my fame.
When W* and G**, mighty names, are dead;
Or but a Chelsea under cuftards read 1;

When Criticks crazy bandboxes repair,

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And Tragedies, turn'd rockets, bounce in air;
High-rais'd on Fleet-ftreet pofts, confign'd to fame, 415
This work fhall fhine, and walkers blefs

my name.

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INDE X.

NDE X.

IN

A

Book. Ver.

UTHOR, for whom he wrote the poem, 1, 119

A Affes, their arrogance,

Adriane's clue,

Alley, the pleasure of walking in one,
Almanacks, ufelefs to judicious walkers,
Autumn, what cries then in use,
Arundel-ftreet,

Author, his wish,

Alley, not to be walk'd in by night,

Bavaroy, by whom worn,

B

2, 13 2,83 2, 271 2, 406

2, 434

2, 484

2,587

3, 127

1,53

Brokers keep coaches,

1, 117

Bookfeller, fkill'd in the weather,

I, 161

Barber, by whom to be fhunn'd,

Baker, to whom prejudicial,

Butchers to be avoided,

Bully, his infolence to be corrected,

Broker, where he usually walks,

Burlington-boufe,

Beau's chariot overturn'd,

Bills difpers'd to walkers,

Ballad-fingers,

C

Country, the author's love of his,
Civic-crown,

Cane, the convenience of one,
an amber-headed one ufelefs,

the abuse of it,

Camlet, how affected by rain,

Coat, how to choose one for the winter,

Clergy, what tradesmen to avoid,

Chandlers prejudicial to walkers,
Civility to be paid to walkers,

Chairs and chariots prejudicial to health,
Coachman afleep on his box, what the fign,
Chairmen, an obfervation upon them,
Church-monuments foretell the weather,
Common-fhores,

Cold, the defcription of one,

Chimney-fweeper, by whom to be avoided,

Coachman, his metamorphofis

2, 241

Carmen when unmerciful, his punishment,

2, 245

Christmas-box,

Charity moft practifed by walkers,

Cheapfide,

Cheese not lov'd by the author,

Countryman perplexed to find the way,
Coachman, his whip dangerous,

his care of his horfes,

Coaches dangerous in fnowy weather,
Chairmen, their exercise in frofty weather,
Covent-garden,

Cries of the town, obfervations upon them,
Christmas what cries fore-run it,

a feafon for general charity,

Coaches, thofe that keep them uncharitable,
Cloacina, Goddess of common-fhores,

Charing-cross,

2, 248

2,254

2,73

2, 310

2, 311

2, 327

2, 335

2, 343. 2, 547

2, 426

2,438 2, 444

2, 42

2, 115

2, 214

2, 185

where given with judgment,

not to be delay'd,

Chairs, the danger of them,

Coaches attended with ill accidents,

defpifed by walkers,

kept by coxcombs and pimps, Clement's-church, the pass of it defcribed,

Collier's carts,

Coaches, a ftop of them defcribed,

Coachmen, a fight of them,

Croud parted by a coach,

Cellar, the misfortune of falling into one,

Chairmen, law concerning them,

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