The Pop-gun Plot,

Or the Syftem of Terror revived.
Difplaying in lively Colours,

The intemperate Paffions of the self-called Great
WEYMOUTH,

With a Royal Card Party in the back Ground-
A true Picture of the Times.
A melancholy View of the Lofs of
Our Weft India Islands,

With a diftant Profpect of their being retaken.
This is a molt affecting Difplay of Signior Pittachio's
Powers, and forcibly demands the Approbation of
A generous and enlightened Public.

At the Conclufion, Signior Gulielmo will aftonish his Auditors by a new and fweet Song, called, Twenty Seven Millions More!!!"

N. B. Immediately after the Meeting of Parliament Signior Pittachio pledges himfelf to bring forward his original Puppets with fuperior Eclat, and to recommence his Capital Deceptions.

VIVANT REX ET REGINA.

WONDERFUL EXHIBITION !
[From the Courier.]

SIGNIOR GULIELMO PITTACHIO,
The SUBLIME WONDER of the WORLD!!!

Condefcends to inform the Public at large, and his Friends in particular, that immediately after Chriftmas he will open his Grand Hall of Exhibitions at Weftminster, with a grand Difplay of his

ASTONISHING and MAGNIFICENT DECEPTIONS; Which have been approved by all the crowned Heads in the Universe, and which are unparalleled in the History of Mankind,

Firft-The Signior will bring forward
A Magical ALARM-BELL,

At the Ringing of which, all the Company shall become Mad or Foolish.

Secondly-He will produce his justly celebrated CURIOUS SPY GLASSES, which diftort and mifreprefent all Objects that are looked at through them, and occafion in the Company A SUDDEN AND SOCIAL DISMAY; fuch as has never before been witneffed in this Country.

Thirdly-By means of an ENCHANTED DRUM, he will fet all the Company a FIGHTING, for the avowed Purpose of preferving

ORDER AND TRANQUILLITY.

During the Battle, Signior Pittachio will convey their MONEY OUT of their POCKETS in a new and entertaining Manner.

Fourthly-He will produce a moft extraordinary Effect in the Optics of the Spectators, by means of fome Gold Duft, fo that they fhall not be able to diftinguish Colours; but shall call (at the Signior's Command) BLACK WHITE, and WHITE BLACK, to the Edification of all Beholders.

Fifthly-He will make fome marvellous Experimeuts upon his own

MEMORY,

By forgetting the most material Incidents of his Life, with an almoft incredible Precifion.-N. B. To remove Doubts, thefe Experiments upon MEMORY will be made upon OATH.

Sixthly-By his Oratorical Efforts, he will, in the Courfe of a few Minutes, perfuade the greater Part of his Audience to falute him a pofteriori, then to give him three Cheers, and nominate him

THE HEAVEN-BORN CONJUROR; With various Slight-of-hand Performances and whimsical Exuberances, too tedious to mention. In the Courfe of the Entertainment the Sublime Pittachio will exhibit

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UPWARDS OF TWO HUNDRED AUTOMATA, OR MOVING PUPPETS,

Who will rife up, fit down, fay Yes, or No, receive Money, rake among the Cinders, or do any Dirty Work he may think proper to put them to.-N. B. This is a moft fafcinating Trick.

Afterwards Signior Gulielmo Pittachio will discover to the Company the unrivalled Treasures of his PRIVATE CABINET, formed on a mere mechanical Principle, without Hinges, Joints, Dovetail, or Glue. The Whole to conclude with a Dramatic Piece, in One Act, called

The Humbug; or, John Bull a Jack Afs; In which Signior Pittachio (not having yet engaged any female Performers) will indulge the Company. with a Solo on the Viol d'Amour.

..N. B. The Hall is commodious, but the Company will be kept as much in the DARK as poffible, to give greater Effect to

The DECEPTIONS.

Signior Pittachio is extremely forry to inform the Public, that owing to fome unaccountable, Mifma-, nagement in the Perfons he employed, he has been difappointed of feveral capital Performers whom he had hoped to have brought forward, for the Purpose of exhibiting various Feats of Activity on the TIGHT ROPE; this Part of the ENTERTAINMENT therefore MUST be deferred.

To fupply this Deficiency, Signior Pittachio will clofe his Wonderful Performances by exhibiting his own Perfon on

The TIGHT ROPE,

For the BENEFIT of the SWINISH MULTITUDE.

VIVANT REX et Regina,

SWI

OSRIC THE LION!

A ROMANCE.

WIFT roll the Rhine's billows, and water the plains,
Where Falkenstein's castle's majestic remains

Their mofs-cover'd turrets still rear :

Oft loves the gaunt wolf 'midst the ruins to prowl,
What time from the battlements pours the lone owl
Her plaints in the paffenger's ear.

No longer refound through the vaults of yon hall
The fong of the minstrel, and mirth of the ball;
Thofe pleafures for ever are fled;

There now dwells the bat with her light-fhunning brood;
There ravens and vultures now clamour for food,
And all is dark, filent, and dread!

Ha! doft thou not fee, by the moon's trembling light
Directing his fteps, where advances a Knight,
His eye big with vengeance and fate?
'T is Offic the Lion, his nephew who leads,
And fwift up the crackling old ftaircafe proceeds,
Gains the hall, and quick clofes the gate.

Now round him young Carloman cafting his eyes,
Surveys the fad fceue with difmay and furprise,
And fear fteals the role from his cheeks;
His fpirits for fake him, his courage is flown;
The hand of Sir Ofric he clafps in his own,
And while his voice falters thus fpeaks :

"Dear Uncle,” he murmurs, "why linger we here?
'Tis late, and thefe chambers are damp and are drear,
Keen blows through the ruins the blast!
Oh! let us away, and our journey purfue;
Fair Blumenberg's castle will rife on the view,
Soon as Falkenftein forest is past.

"Why roll thus your eyeballs? why glare they fo wild? Oh! chide not my weaknefs, nor frown, that a child Should view thefe apartments with dread;

For know, that full oft have I heard from my nurse,
There still on this castle has refted a curfe

Since innocent blood here was shed!

"She faid, too, bad fpirits, and ghofts all in white,, Here ufe to refort at the dead time of night,

Nor vanish till breaking of day;

And ftill at their coming is heard the deep tone

Of a bell-loud and awful-Hark! hark! 'twas a groan!
Good Uncle, oh! let us away!"

"Peace, ferpent!" thus Ofric the Lion replies,
While rage and malignity gloom in his eyes;
"Thy journey and life here must close :

Thy caftle's proud turrets no more fhalt thou see ;
No more betwixt Blumenberg's lordfhip and me
Shalt thou fland, and my greatnefs oppose.

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My

brother lies breathlefs on Palestine's plains, And thou once remov'd, to his noble domains My right can no rival deny :

Then, ftripling, prepare on my dagger to bleed!
No fuccour is near, and thy fate is decreed,
Commend thee to Jefus, and die!"

Thus faying, he feizes the boy by the arm,
Whofe grief rends the vaulted hall's roof, while alarm
His heart of all fortitude robs:

His limbs fink beneath him; distracted with fears,
He falls at his Uncle's feet, bathes them with tears,
And-" Spare ine! Oh! fpare me !" he fobs.
But, ah! 't is in vain that he strives to appeafe
The miscreant; in vain does he cling round his knees,
And fue in foft accents for life:

Unmov'd by his forrow, unmov'd by his prayer,
Fierce Ofric had twisted his hand in his hair;
And aims at his bofom a knife,

But ere the steel blushes with blood, ftrange to tell!
Self-ftruck, does the tongue of the hollow-ton'd bell
The prefence of midnight declare :

And while with amazement his hair bristles high,
Hears Ofric a voice, loud and terrible, cry,

In found heart-appalling-" Forbear!"

Straight curfes and fhrieks through the chambers refound,
With hellif mirth mingled; the walls fhake around;
The groaning roof threatens to fall;

Loud bellows the thunder; blue lightnings ftill flaflı;
The cafements, they clatter; chains rattle; doors clash;
And flames fpread their waves through the hall.

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