She's dreft compleat from head to foot,
(If jewels, filk, and lace can do't)
No duchess half fo fine.

So flies, when wintry seasons reign,
Opfcure in filth and dirt remain,

Nor dare t'attempt the skies;
Till warm'd by Phoebus' genial rays,
They bafk and wanton in the blaze,
And fhew a thousand dyes.

MR. FOOTE'S ADDRESS TO THE PUBLIC.

AFTER A PROSECUTION AGAINST HIM FOR A

LIBEL.

HUSH! let me fearch before I fpeak aloud
Is no informer skulking in the croud?

With art laconic noting all that's faid,
Malice at heart, indictments in his head,
Prepar'd to levy all the legal war,

And roufe the clamorous legions of the bar!
Is there none fuch ?-not one?-then entre nous
I will a tale unfold, tho' ftrange, yet true;
The application must be made by you.

At Athens once, fair queen of arms and arts, There dwelt a citizen of mod'rate parts; Precife his manner, and demure his looks, His mind unletter'd tho' he dealt in books; Am'rous, tho' old; tho' dull, lov'd repartee; And penn'd a paragraph most daintily: He aim'd at purity in all he faid,

And never once omitted eth or ed;

In hath and doth was rarely known to fail,
Himself the hero of each little tale:

With wits and lords this man was much delighted,

And once (it has been faid) was near being knighted.

One Ariftophanes (a wicked wit

Who never heeded grace in what he writ)
He mark'd the manner of this Grecian fage,
And, thinking him a subject for the stage,
Had, from the lumber, cull'd with curious care,
His voice, his looks, his gefture, gait, and air,
His affectation, confequence, and mien,
And boldly launch'd him on the comic scene;
Loud peals of plaudits thro' the circle ran,
All felt the fatire, for all knew the man.

Then Peter-Petrus was his claffic name,
Fearing the lofs of dignity and fame,
To a grave lawyer in a hurry flies,
Opens his purse, and begs his best advice.

The

The fee fecur'd, the lawyer ftrokes his band,
"The case you put I fully underftand ;
"The thing is plain from Coco's reports,

"For rules of poetry a'n't rules of courts:
"A libel this-I'll make the mummer know

it."

A Grecian conftable took up the poet;
Reftrain'd the fallies of his laughing mufe,
Call'd harmless humour fcandalous abuse:
The bard appeal'd from this fevere decree,
Th' indulgent public set the pris'ner free:
Greece was to him what Dublin is to me.

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A BAL LA D.

HE fun was hot, the hay grew dry;
All gaily fmil'd the work:

The ruddy damfel ply'd the rake,

The sturdy hind the fork.

When underneath a spreading oak,

Colin and Sylvia sat,

View'd in repose the rural toil,
And join'd in am'rous chat.

Oft had the youth his fuit preferr'd,

The maid as oft denied:

A virgin's wishes rul'd her heart,
Her tongue a virgin's pride.

Colin obferv'd her eyes, and then
Still unremitting strove;
'Twas there he faw, or elfe he thought
He law fome figns of love.

How fwectly, foftly fing, he cries,
The birds on ev'ry tree;

All nature fmiles, but I meet nought
But fcorn and frowns from thee.

Tho' miles the earth, tho' fweetly fing
The birds on ev'ry tree;
All nature frowns, if I meet not
Returns of love from thee.

My off ring is a faithful heart;

A richer can I make?

If love can afk, can wish for more,

The richer off'ring take.

These milk-white flocks, these lowing herds;

All, all I have is thine;

Much more than thefe fhould I poffefs,

If I could call thee mine.

Ceafe to be cruel, ftubborn maid;

Hear and reward my truth.
Cease thus to teize me, fhe reply'd;

Ceafe foolish, foolish youth.

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If nought but thefe complaining tales

We virgins hear from men;

'Tis better e'en to wed at once,

Than hear them o'er again.

W. B

AN INDIAN ANECDOTE.

FROM BOSSU'S NOUVEAUX VOYAGES AUX INDES

OCCIDENTALES.

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HE world has ever confidered with the higheft veneration, thofe who have devoted themselves to death, for the glory, or fafety of their country and friends."

Regulus, Leonidas, the fix famous burghers of Calais, with other great examples which occur in hiftory, have in all ages been july admired, as difplaying the greatest nobleness of foul; whilft many particulars of their history have been efteemed fabulous by critics as beyond the powers of human refolution: and yet, in the hiftory of those people, whom we call favages, and whom we are too apt indifcriminately to treat with contempt, and confider as incapable of any fentiment above the level of the animal creation; in thefe we often find inftances of great