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John i. 17. For the law was given by Mofes, but grace and truth came by Jefus Chrift.

John iii. 15. That whofoever believeth in him fhould not perish, but have eternal life.

Why start you at that skeleton ?
'Tis your own picture which you fhun:
Alive it did refemble thee,
And thou, when dead, like that shall
be.

But tho' Death must have his will,
"Till the measure we fhall fill.
Yet old Time prolongs the date,

That's allotted us by Fate,
When that's done, then Time and Death
Both agree to take our breath.

The above Gentleman has also his coffin in his own houfe, which he takes a view of every morning as foon as he rifes.

The Prefbyterian Parfon's Soliloquy.' ́A
Parody.

Ecclef. iii. 22. Wherefore I perceive CON

that there is nothing better than that a man fhall rejoice in his own works; for that is his portion: for who fhall bring him to see what fhall be after him?

2 Pet. i. 14. Knowing that fhortly I must put off this tabernacle, even as our Lord Jefus Chrift hath fhewed me. The underwritten Copy of Verses, with the Moral, are on the East Side of the Tomb.

Why fhould my fancy any one offend, Whofe good or ill on it does not depend? 'Tis at my own expence: except the land (A gen'rous grant!) on which my tomb

doth ftand.

This is the only spot that I have chose
Wherein to take my lasting, long repose.
Here, in the duft, my body lieth down:
You'll fay, it is not confecrated ground!
I grant the fame; but where shall we
e'er find,

The spot that e'er can purify the mind?
Or to the body any luftre give!
This more depends on what a life we
live.

When the last trumpet fhall begin to
found,

'Twill not avail 'em where the body's found.

The MORAL. BLESSED are they, and only they Who in the Lord their Saviour die; Their bodies wait Redemption's day,

And fleep in peace where'er they lie. The Hieroglyphic of Death and Time, with the following Lines, are on the Weft Side. Death! why fo faft: Pray, ftop your hand,

And let my glass run out his fand.
As neither Death nor Time will stay,
Let us improve the present dar.

J

NONFORM, or not conform? That is the queftion.

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to fuffer

The flings and arrows of outrageous Bi

gots,

Or to take refuge 'midft a fea of curfes,
And by Subfcribing end them. To preach

-in form canonical

No more and by a Gown to fay we end
The heart-ach, and the thousand scoffs or

wants

The poor cloak'd Teacher's heir to :-'tis a confummation

Devoutly to be with'd. To preach-to fpeak in Church

To speak in Church?-Perchance to weep
at home.-Aye, there's the rub;
For by conforming thus, what tears may
fall,

When we have fhuffled off the coil of
Confcience,

Muft give us paufe. There's the refpect,
That makes the Meeting-houfe of fo long
ftanding.

For who would bear the fcorns of upftart priests,

Our People's frowns, complaints, and fhort Subfcriptions,

The

pangs

of thankless labours paid by yawning,

Their infolence to catechife our Faith, and all the spurns

That patient Preachers from the unworthy
take,

When he himself might his quietus find
Upon a Benefice? Who would bear ne-
Or groan in want, whilft fome men (weat
glect,
with feasting,

But that dread of fomething worse than;
Hunger

(That fting of Confcience, whofe malig

nity

No Benefice can footh) puzzles the wi

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Return, nor be fqueamish about little fur, We'll take down a window & let you come in.

Indeed, little Charlotte, I'm quite at a lofs,

[the Crofs. To murder a morn 'tween the Park and The king comes to town in full gallop from Kew, [skew. But he's always a reading, nor will look a There's a fy, now fo call'd, where no book has e'er been,

So let's call the king's now the Reading machine,

What's his reafon for fludy I cannot dif

cover,

It is not an evil deriv'd from the mother;

A familiar Epifle from Mifs Beckey 'Reft-But what for a king, my dear foul, can 'em, to Mifs Charlotte Chatter, giving an Account of Mrs. B- 's Robbery,

near Turnham-Green.

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NDEED, little Charlotte, the town is fo dead, [my head: That I fcarcely till bed-time can hold up We have nothing but Foote that is lively and clever; [ever: But even at him there's no laughing for The Museum lott'ry, that bauble of. whim,

Where all are embark'd from the queen

to the brim, [might have him. Oh; if I had his ear-rings, the de'il Ah! this Cox, little Charlotte, hath

turn'd up-fide down [the town: The dames of the court, and the girls of Thefe ear-rings, thefe ear-rings, they all have befpoke; [the joke. But he'll get all the trinkets to keep up So the Adams before, in their pretty Scotch Bubble, [the trouble. Took the prizes themfelves, to fave us But I wifh from my heart, that this fum[and Dover, For our qual are all riding 'tween Paris There's the dutchess of K

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mer was over,

maid, widow, wife,

that

From dear little England is banish'd for life.

martyr,

She now fits at Calais, a wretch and a [the water. Oblig'd to converfe with her friends cross O could fhe come over, at Knightsbridge fhe'd blaze, [her days. And fiream to the laft the bright link of Shall bigamy keep fuch an angel away, To let the fun fhine, and the meadows

make hay?

No, no, lady dutchefs, return and appear; And cut down the meadows, and laugh

all the year!

We have fome fete champetres, and often

a dance

be faid, [head, Who not only bears Europe about in his But America alfo, her ifles and her main, Which stick like a tomahawk faft in his brain.

He's much to be cenfur'd for making the pill, [him his bill. And they ought to be flaves if they pay But where have I got! what is this to your heart! [chart,

to us,

The head of a king's like a globe or a Where all nations and places are mark'd red and green {ther's fcreen; As you may have seen in my grandmoBut fure I am mad, what's the king pray [ fuch a fuss! That the million about him should make To be fure he is lufty, & kings fhould be big, [wig, But yet there's no bearing his majesty's Tho' my beau he is bald, with nine hairs of a fide,

Yet I take in his head a particular pride; And it fhews he has tafte, and he's charmingly bred,

Lord

For he took't from the fign of my
Granby's head:
Ah there was a head, and a heart good in
grain,

We never fhall look on his equal again. But, my dear little Charlotte, the time it [date. grows late

And therefore I hurry to come to the But indeed, my dear creature, fuch robbing's abroad, [on the road. That at prefent there's no ftirring out

NOTE.

When her grace came up, after the duke's death, the entered the tavern at Salt-hill at the window, to avoid the vulgar ftare of the mob, her grief being too poignant to bear obfervation.

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that thing,

But would you believe that her husband [ftring, Who will never have fpirit to merit a Sat trembling and squeaking in fear of

his life, [wife; While the villain indecently rumag'd his But the with a spirit defpifing of money, Slap'd the thief, and defended the hive and the honey. !

Such husbands as thefe can't be called a
mate,
[gal ftate;
They're a blot, my dear girl, to the conju
And before that I'd be to this monfter a
wife,
[life:
I fwear that I'd be a chafte maid all my
Nay believe me, my dear, that I'd per-
fest the fcene,

I would burn and furpass the once sweet
Iphigene.
Nay, like Emma, I'd walk on hot

coals, and be mute, [brute, Than prostitute virtue by wedding a Unless that I meant he should be a cornute.

My refpects to your friends, and with this you may jeft 'em,

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Woodward. Why you're a fool !— The rogue has put me in a rages Here, take my furtout, I'll walk across

the ftage. [Enters, making his bow. You fee, broke through forms, with bold neglect,

Eager to pay my earliest refpect; Let me look round-the prettiest hotel I've feen! [fweep clean! The good old adage right-New brooms Warm work, my mafters! wonderful the change!

fear!

Defertions many! revolutions strange! Shall we be prelude-ftruck! let daftards [here; No, no, Hal, they fhall find no boy's play [Takes off Palaf Shall Alexander to a ftripling yield? We'll fight on crutches ere we'll quit the field,

Triumphant carrs fhall roll, and minstrels play;

We can proceffionize as well as they. We'll have a paper too at our command, And Chronicle 'gainst farthing-poft thall ftand,

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Ha! Who's afraid [Taking off New laid her keel; her quarter-deck, Keckley] We'l paragraph and puff, And damn'd be he who firit cries, hold! enough.

We'll fight them on this feene, bounce,
roar, and brag,

Until our eye-lids will no longer wag.
Though great their Chief in cabinet and
field,
{fold fhield,

His judgment, arms, and even his seven-
Heroes are men, and must to numbers
yield..

We hope her prefent trim will pleasure
We've fearch'd in ev'ry port, to get new

hands,

[mands;

Who fhall be all employ'd in your com-
On board her I've embark'd my whole
adventure,

And in her fafety, all my wifhes centres
The breath of your applaufe, in for-

mer days,

Wafted my frigate over fands and feas; Nor, can I doubt, the fame kind profp'rous gale,

We'll ranfack Europe then for fresh fup-
plies,
[rife,
And lift troops never born: the dead fhall
Thunder and lightning cataracts_shall
Spout,
[rout,
And paite-board viands cram the rabble- I
Sound an alarm!the hour of battle's near!
Fear we broadfides? Have we not Hyren
here!
[Taking off Piftol.
Each Leader to his charge-the battle
glows;
[gallant foes!
Come forth, my friends, to face thefe
Tis not in mortals to command fuc-

cefs;'
[ftrefs,
On you our fate depends, on you our
Pieas'd to be happy as you are pleas'd

to blefs.'

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Grant us but fubfidies to stand the attack, What should we fear-with you our bully back?

When we are recreant, defert our caufe; Whilft we deferve, fhew favour and applaufe.

Thefe things premis'd the great event 2 iwe try,

And you, the Judges, bear a wary eye.' This truth to either Potentate, I'll tell, • Finis coronat-All is Well that Ends Well,

An occafional Prologue. Spoken by Mr. Ryder, on the opening the Theatre Royal, in Smock-alley, Monday, October 17th, 1774.

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Indeed, my friends! I own I was a dunce.
Had I but stuck to this my little frigate,
Careful alone to man, and steer, and tig

it ;

And not have taken an unwieldly bulk, Whofe chiefeft merit was her monstrous bulk,

I had fav'd victuals, fails, and ammunition,

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And been in a most profperous condition. But it is paft-bought wit they say is "beft

[preft, No more by her vaft ponderous weight opThis vessel, now, fhall be my only care, For which nor labour, time, nor coft, Pil fpare."

I've left the first-rate to go down the
ftream;

And in this frigate, will I fink or swim.
All hands! -a hoy!-up anchor!-

loose each fail! Evail. No ftorm can fright us, when we're fo No fear of fhipwreck-dangers can't prewell ftor'd,

And have fuch noble paffengers on board.
Whilft fo much worth and beauty, here
I spy.
[ly can defy.
Each wind, and rock, and wave, I bold-

NCE more come out of dock, the
Thip Smock-alley, [rally.
Now floats again: again our drew we
FOREIGN TRANSACTIONS.
Petersburgh, Auguft 7.
ER imperial mafety has ordered
that eight days, fhall be spent in
public featts, on the joyful occafion
of a peace, fo glorious to Ruffia; fhe
has likewife ordered, that all the pri-
foners (thofe for high treafon excepted)
fhall be released. Orders were alfo fent
to Siberia, to release all those who have

HE

an imprifored there fince the year

Warlaw, who, as we are informed, carried very interefting letters and agreeable news for that country; and we hear, that fhe has fpoken very much in favour of Dantzic, finee the news of peace arrived

at court.

Aug. 26.] A report prevailed here laft Friday, that prince Gregory Orlow had received a courier with the news, that the rebel Pugatschew had been delivered

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up to the Ruffians by the treachery of his chancellor, but now we are certain that this news is deftitute of foundation. According to authentic advices, that rebel, after having met with another check, had retired, not towards the Don, but towards the laik, croffing the Wolga and the Sawara, and exercifing the most horrid cruelties on the route. His venge ance feems chiefly directed against the nobility and clergy, whofe eftates he has entirely deftroyed; it is reckoned that he has caused 1000 perfons of the nobleffe,

HISTORICAL

Saturday, Auguft 11.

THE HE Emperor of Germany fet out from Vienna in a private manner, in order, as is fuppofed, to concert with the King of Pruffia fome masterly stroke that will astonish Europe.

Fuef. 13.] Amos Merrit, who, at the place of execution, took upon himself the robbery for which Madan was about to fufter was tried on that, and another indictment, acquitted of both, and inftantly difcharged.

14] Peace with the Ottoman Porte was proclaimed at Petersburgh in four different parts of that capital, by a Major of the Guards, who officiated as herald on that occafion; and immediately afterwards her Imperial Majefty, accompanied by the Great Duke and Duchefs, proceeded to the church of Cafan, where, after the celebration of mafs, Te Deum was fung, at which all the nobility and foreign minifters were prefent. In the evening there was a brilliant Court at the Summer Palace.

17.] Lord Mansfield fet out for Paris on a private embaffy. This ftep has occafioned various fpeculations. Some fay, it is to conciliate a difference which has happened between Lord Stormont, our ambaffador at that Court, and the Duke of Orleans, a Prince of the blood; while others attribute it to a meffage which the Emperor caused his ambaffador here to deliver to his Majefty, importing, That if the King of Great-Britain avowed the language lately held by his Electoral minifter, he must expect the Emperor to oppose him in every step he took in the empire.

18.] There lately has been a general revolution in the French miniftry. The Abbe Terray, comptroller-general, and M. de Meaupon, the chancellor, are exi

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including women and children, to be maffacred; among whom was a fine venerable old man, aged 110 years, a relati on of the field marfhal count de Panin, who lived retired on his estate near Cafan, and col. Tolftoi. The imperial troops are inceffantly in pursuit of them. Copenhagen. Sept. 1o.] The marriage of the prince Frederic, the king's brother, with the princefs Sophia Frederica, of Mecklenburg-Schwerin, is actually concluded, and will take place in November next.

CHRONICLE.

led; M. de Choifeul is again placed at the head of foreign affairs; the old parliament is reftored; and the profecution of the Duc d'Aguillon is again revived.

27.] This morning two houfes in the Mint, Southwark, fell down, and a great number of perfons were buried in the ruins. Nine were foon taken out, some of them little hurt, four very dangeroufly, who were carried to the hofpital; and on Monday at the inquifition taken before Roger Peck, Efq, his majesty's Coroner for the county of Surry, it appeared that the following perfons were found dead in the ruins, viz. Mary Green, Thomas Pierce, Elizabeth Brown, Mofes Brown, Mary Middleton, with child, Mary Stanton, fen. Mary Stanton, jun. Mary Butler, Robert Darts, Martha Darts, his wife, George Darts, their fon, Margaret Bacon, Elizabeth Potts, and James Potts, her fon. Two more perfons afterwards died in the hospital.-A poor woman near her time, who was dug dead. out of the ruins, had the child taken from her by incifion, and we hear it is likely to live. A man, his wife, and a child, were in bed in one of the houses that fell; the husband hearing a great crack, jumped out of bed, took the child in his arms, and got under the chimney, by which he and the child were faved; but the floor falling in before the wife could reach the chimney, fhe was buried in the ruins, and killed.

29.] La Wednesday the following melancholy accident happened at the houfe of Mr, Frazer Collet, near Amerfham:-Between ten and eleven o'clock at night, fome of the family were alarmed by a noife in the yard, which they imagined was occafioned by fome perfons endeavouring to break open the house. Mr. Collet went up ftairs with a loaded blunderbufs, and looking out of a back. Kkkk

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