374 Poetical ESSAYS in AUGUST, 1754. 4. This breaft-knot he yesterday brought from the wake, He foftly intreated I'd wear for his fake : Such trifles 'tis eafy enough to bestow, 1 fure deserve more for his plaguing me (o! He hands me each eve to the cot from the plain, [again : He meets me each morn to conduct me But what's his intention I wish I could know, [with him fo. For I'd rather be married than plagu'd Wrote fome Time fince on Occafion of a PINCUSHION, on which was worked a TrueLover's Knot, belonging to Mifs J→→N, Sifer to the Bishop of GLOUCESTER, which was found in Cafhiobury-Park. By the Author of the Lines in the Magazine for Nov. 1746, On a Spark of a Candle's falling on a Lady's Breaft, and feveral other Pieces in fubfequent Magazines, marked J. B. WH HEN heavenly breafts with human paffions rag'd, [engag'd; And partial gods at Troy's proud wails In vain the blue-eyed queen effay'd her art To bend the purpose of her monarch's heart; Her darling Greeks unmov'd the god diftrefs'd, [breast: And rent with jealous rage her royal But round her waift when Venus' Cæftus [own, fhone Th'immortal bloom'd in virtues not her Is laid in the grave, and new fashions are Then hear what our good correspondents advance, 'Tis the pink of the mode, and 'tis dated [from France: Let your cap be a butterfly slightly hung [on her crown; Like the shell of a lapwing juft hatch'd, Behind, like a coach-horse short dock'd, cut your hair, {air; on, Stick a flower before, fcew-whiff, with an A Vandyke in frize your neck muft furround, [Bruffels be blond. Turn your lawns into gawfe, let your Let your ftomacher reach from shoulder to shoulder, [and bolder; And your breast will appear much fairer Wear a gown or a fack as fancies prevail, But with flounces and furbelows ruffle your tail; Set your hoop, fhew your stockings, and legs to your knees, And leave men as little as may be to guess; For other small ornaments do as before, Wear ribbands a hundred, and ruffles a Let your talk, like your drefs, be fantaftic [and odd, And you'll shine at the Mall, 'tis Taste ala-mode. fcore; STANZAS addrefid to Mifs ELIZABETH JONES of Wandsworth. On Ida's top display'd the wondrous WHE charms [arms : And lull'd awhile the thunderer in her A charm more fure this curious knot had prov'd, And Jove and Juno had for ever lov'd. Where bonds like thefe their tender in fluence join, [fhine, Faith, truth and joy in one full luftre One warmth transports each fympathizing breaft, And all the ftrife to blefs, and to be blefs'd: Ah nymph, too careless of a charge fo good. [wood! Here dropt unheeded in the wand'ring Had other eyes this precious emblem view'd, [fu'd, The coldeft fair had fome foft hope purWhile tender fighs her proftrate swain approve, And blefs the omen of propitious love. In vain thy thoughts from love's foft laws retire, [infpire, And check the withes which thy charms Venus e'er long those boasted charms fhall claim, [flame; With equal warmth thy rebel heart in All Hymen's joys thy yielding foul fhall prove, And gather blifs but less than that above. I. HEN e'er the bard wears Cupid's chains, In rhymes his bondage owns ; Then aid me, mufe! in thefe fond ftrains, I fing of Betfey Jones. 2. The traveller, who finds he's nigh A place to reft his bones, While titles fools, and wealth undoes the His honeft deeds fhall dignify his cot. Should fortune tempt him with fallacious fmile, To purchase profit by fome high offence; Safe in his choice, uninjur'd by her guile, He knows that peace is better far than pence. [from need, Content makes little, wealth; defends Who parts with innocence, is poor indeed. Unenvy'd, he the rife of others fees, Unmov'd by malice tho' he fuffer wrong; Submits to all that Providence decrees, Indifferent whether life be short or long; Hopes for the future, pines not for the paft, [his laft. Nor dreads the prefent hour should be Brave, if an honeft caufe demands his fword, His bofom open to a gen'rous flame; True in his love, and faithful to his word; Tho' not afpiring, not averfe to fame: Secure if Zephyrs blow, or Boreas rage; All omens, good, to fuch a man prefage. To Mr. THOMAS PR-RD, on his late elegant Entertainment in his Gardens at Frome. ET Vauxhall boaft her bowers, and prouder greens, Her painted grots, and artificial fcenes; Where the beau-monde from finoak and Full in the centre of the oval height, rows, The verdant fweet circumference inclofe ; The river there in fweet meanders glides, Fair feats, and gardens grace its fruitful fides ; Gay greens, and houses beautifully blend, rene : Pr-rd! a proper emblem of thy mind; Indulgent, candid, generous, and kind. 'Twas when the fun his western progress bent, fcends : His foul on hofpitable thoughts intent, On this delightful spot regal'd his friends, 'Till envious night with dufky wings de[found, 'Twas here foft mufick, with harmonious Infpir'd the shade, and charm'd the crowd around; [monious mein, 'Twas here fair nymphs, with more harIn meafur'd dances bleft the fairy green; And to adorn the fcene, and grace the rest, A British peer vouchfaf'd to be a guest, While sparkling wine in plenty pour'd around, [crown'd. And tempting fruit the fair collation 'Tis generous wine the languid vein infpires, Exalts the genius, and the fancy fires: Warm'd with its influence, you inspire [again. And make the grateful mufe your gueft the ftrain, His pleasure all day is to fit by my fide, He pipes and he fings, the' I frown and I chide; I bid him depart, but he fmiling fays no : The duce must be in him for plaguing me fo! 3. He often requests me his pain to relieve; I ask him what favour he hopes to receive; His anfwer's a figh, while in blushes I glow: What mortal befides him would plague a maid fo! 4 This 374 Poetical ESSAYS in AUGUST, 1754. 4. This breaft-knot he yesterday brought from the wake, He foftly intreated I'd wear for his fake : Such trifles 'tis easy enough to bestow, 1 fure deserve more for his plaguing me fo! He hands me each eve to the cot from the plain, [again : He meets me each morn to conduct me But what's his intention I wish I could know, [with him fo. For I'd rather be married than plagu'd Wrote fome Time fince on Occafion of a PIN CUSHION, ON which was worked a TrueLover's Knot, belonging to Miss J——N, Sifter to the Bishop of GLOUCESTER, which was found in Cafhiobury-Park. By the Author of the Lines in the Magazine for Nov. 1746, On a Spark of a Candle's falling on a Lady's Breaft, and feveral other Pieces in fubfequent Magazines, marked J. B. WHEN HEN heavenly breafts with human paffions rag'd, [engag'd; And partial gods at Troy's proud wails In vain the blue-eyed queen effay'd her art To bend the purpose of her monarch's heart; Her darling Greeks unmov'd the god diftrefs'd, [breaft: A-LA-MODE, 1754. HE drefs in the year 53 that was THE on, worn, (born ; Is laid in the grave, and new fashions are Then hear what our good correspondents advance, [from France: 'Tis the pink of the mode, and 'tis dated Let your cap be a butterfly flightly hung [on her crown; Like the fhell of a lapwing juft hatch'd, Behind, like a coach-horse short dock'd, cut your hair, [air; Stick a flower before, fcew-whiff, with an A Vandyke in frize your neck muft furround, [Bruffels be blond. Turn your lawns into gawfe, let your Let your ftomacher reach from shoulder to shoulder, [and bolder; And your breast will appear much fairer Wear a gown or a fack as fancies prevail, But with flounces and' furbelows ruffle your tail; Set your hoop, fhew your stockings, and legs to your knees, And leave men as little as may be to guess; For other fmall ornaments do as before, Wear ribbands a hundred, and ruffles a [and odd, Let your talk, like your drefs, be fantaftic And you'll shine at the Mall, 'tis Taste a la-mode. fcore; STANZAS addreffed to Mifs ELIZABETH JONES of Wandsworth. The traveller, who finds he's nigh A place to reft his bones, 3. Let learned fchoolmen pore on books, My care's to ftudy well the looks 4. The virtuofo may carefs Shells, medals, plants, and ftones; But he'd give all, could he poffefs The heart of Betfey Jones. 5. 1 Burchell, 'tis true, may charm the ear 6. Ye monarchs over kingdoms reign; 7. The Poetical ESSAYS in AUGUST, 1754. 7. The turtle that has loft her mate, Its abfence long bemoans; Ev'n fo fhall I when cruel fate Parts me from Betfey Jones, Aug. 6, 1754. BEAUCHAMP, On the DEATH of a FRIEND. Laus illi debetur, & a me gratia major.-Hor. How OW vain, alas! are all my hopes and [appears. cares, In thee, my friend, my much lov'd' friend, Scarce hadit thou to the prime of man attain'd, [reign'd, Scarce fhewn, what virtues in thy bofom Scarce promis'd to the world a future fage, To aid mankind, and to adorn the age-; When envious death the ftroke untimely gave, And all thy virtues wither'd in the grave. Yet fhall thy memory be ever dear, To gay and young-the old and the fevereThe fair themfelves fhall o'er thine ashes weep, [keep : And treafur'd in their minds thy image Shall praife the youth, whofe sweet benevolence [offence. And as a man, humanity could show. Our future youth fhall hear of P-g's name, And by his virtues fir'd afpire to fame; Lament that worth they ne'er in perfon knew, And keep his bright example in their view. The mufe herfelf, the honeft muse, shall pay To thee, one humble, tributary lay; One learn'd-one good-one juft, with Extract from a Porм lately published, intitled, Two Epiftles on Happiness: To a Young Lady. 375 [beds. And joys fpontaneous fpring from flow'ry From this fair hill, extended you furvey The fairest profpect in the brightest day: Here then is peace; and further stands confeft The happy feat, the mansion of the bleft, To peace we enter, all its pleasures join; Difmifs our forrows, and our cares refign; Refresh, regale ; fecure from all alarms, Look down below on folly's flatt'ring charms, [eye, Whofe gaudy outfides catch th' unjudging But when poffeft the promis'd joys deny; Where grave and giddy, young and old are tools, And the delufion paft, confefs they're fools: Confefs, and prove it; will pursue once more ; For happiness excludes pale grief and pain; Impartially to flaves and monarchs giv'n: adom *This young gentleman was a fudent in phyfick. Come! 376 Poetical ESSAYS in AUGUST, 1754: Come! and with ever fmiling peace dif play [way; Thy pow'r, and be companions of our With gentle peace, whom lively joys attend, [friend : Propitious come! our devious course beProtect us, and our longing hope compleat; Conduct, admit us to the blissful feat! Ye come while in your prefence far before, [pow'r; Goes forth bright influence and directing The adamantine chains their gates release, Self-op'ning wide, they welcome health and peace! Est dignata Venus vultu decorare venufto, In vivis fuerit quæ modo victa foret; Gratia te decorat rofeis affufa labellis Aurora fimilis, fole vehente diem. Nobilium primis non cedis, munere formæ, Nam tibi mens fano corpore fana viget. Sis matri decori dignæ, quâ dignior ulla Vivebat nunquam, vivere neve queat. Sifque patris probi lenimen dulce senectæ, Sis columen patriæ, præfidiumque mihi. Temanibus fervet fummi Regnator Olympi, Sic inter juvenes tu Coryphæus eris. To Mifs Beneath their smiles we enter, and receive LET vulgar beauties practife on our The choiceft bleffings earthly blifs can [lign'd give; Bleffings which Providence has here af To healthy temp'rance, and the virtuous mind. D. JOANNI GRACEO, Schole Westmonafterienfis Alumno, Annum 5tum fuæ Ætatis fuper luftrum fecundum ingredienti, 6to Die Maii, fuo Natali, 1754. S. P. D. AND. HENDERSONUS, Mathematicus. RATULOR ingenium patriæ, pa Gtriifque Camenis, Carmina demiror digne notafque tuas ; Carmina divinos propinant nectaris hauftus, [munt: Ambrofiæ fuccos mellea dicta preSive fluit fermo reftri&tus, five folutus, Debetur puero fplendida palma bono. Miratur fidus Craufordius, ille tenellum Qui primum docuit verba Latina loqui: Dogmatis ille memor, quo non præftantius ullum, [fts." "Stabit opus melius, fi bene fixa baSturgæus fequitur doctus, qui laude fatigans Ter dixit laurum te meruiffe quidem. Poft hunc Malcolmus, literis tutela decufque, Laudibus accumulat te, tua penfa fuis. Italiam linguam calles, quâ dicere poffis Eloquio, Regis grandia facta tui: Gallorum linguæ doctus dulcedine plenæ, Et fuper hanc, Græcæ, quæ graviora docet. Dî te certarunt nitidis ornare corollis, cus: Defcribis radio fidereafque vias! hearts, With all their various train of little arts: The lure of tutor'd looks, the winningfmile, Each studied air, and each delusive wile ; 'Tis thine alone in every step to please, By graceful nature's fweet attractive cafe. Devoid of art to captivate or shine, Careless you wound, and kill without defign. [part, 'Tis fome diftinguifh'd, fome peculiar In other nymphs alone, that charms the heart. But ev'ry beauty in thy form divine, And ev'ry grace in fweet affemblage join. 'Tis not thy faultlefs fymmetry of frame, Not melting eyes, whence keeneft glances [glows, beam; 'Tis not thy cheeks, where native beauty Fresh as the blushing morn, or new-born rofe; Nor fnowy breafts alone that I admire ; Add, that bright virtue's flame thy bofom warms, [charms: Refines thy beauties, and improves thy Sweet fentiments thy mind adorn and grace, The first in merit, as the first in face. Oh! were I equal to the noble theme, Or glow'd the poet's, like the lover's flame, [fhine, Thy charms immortal in my verfe should And Sachariffa's fame fhould yield to thine. [teous ftrains, Meantime accept, dear maid, thefe duAnd sweetly fmiling overpay my pains; Deign in return, O deign a kind regard, And give my love the poet's juft reward. Stanza of an Elegy on the Death of a rich Mifer, by the Lady fo much celebrated by Dr. SWIFT, under the Name of STELLA. (See p. 328.) B UT as he weigh'd his gold, grim death Call in his dart, which made three moidores |