Nor abfent he-well skill'd in tripping tricks, A fmart debater, and a pretty vote, He chang'd his friends to change his riband's hue. NOTES. Ver. 109. Here a lank troop with Porchefter advance. Another mifnomer! Who does not know that Earl of Caernarvon is the name by which this moft illuftrious Jacobin Alarmift is hailed by his admiring fellow-citizens? It is faid, that when he was only Baron Porchefter, he went to dine with the Society of Friends of the People, affaciated for the Reform of Parliament, and approving highly of the objects thofe gentlemen proposed to themselves by their affociation, only expreffed an apprehenfion, that they would ftop at half-ineafures, and not go far enough to fatisfy men fo fincere in the caufe as himself. The fecret of his anxiety is now come out. If the affociation had taken his advice, probably he would have been a marquis, or an archbishop-Who knows? Ver. 110.] Tommy Tyrwhitt. An eminent feceder from the Whig Club. There were many others who could not bear to fit in the fame company with those determined Jacobins the Duke of Portland, Earl Fitzwilliam, &c. &c. Ver. 112.] Carlifle. This nobleman cannot be accufed of a vulgar preference to "folid pudding," over empty praife," after his very wife remark on the Duke of Devonshire's blue riband; which he affirmed, with no fmall exultation, was the only fubftantial thing the Whigs had obtained for themfelves by the Marquis of Rockingham's adminiftration in 1782. Ver. 112.] Originally thus: VARIATIONS. From Fox to Pitt the change was green to blue, And the whole difference in his riband's hue. Ver, 119 to 128.] IMITATIONS. Such are thy triumphs Till hungry fubalterns.. Hæc tibi femper erint Dum juga montis aper, &e.. Semper bonos, nomenque tuum, loudefque manebunt. Till felf-conceit in Pybus fhall be cur'd, Thy praife, thy honours, and thy name fhall last! BURGESS. What gifts, fweet Rofe, are to thy numbers due? O, fmooth in fong, as in thy budgets true! What mortal meed fhall match these heavenly strains? Take-take this German faufage for thy pains. But foft-my Herriott whifpers at the door; Marat farewell! for I can fing no more→ Ver. 129] IMITATIONS. What gifts, fweet Rose! Quæ tibi, quæ tali reddam pro carmine dona ? NOTES... Ver. 129] What gifts-are to thy numbers due? Another pun! 125 - 130 135 At first we were rather at a lofs to account for our poet's frequent recourfe to this fpecies of wit; but there is now every reafon to think he does it to compliment his new correfpondent Sir Richard Hill, Bart. whofe various poetical compofitions difperfed about his pleasure-grounds at Hawkfone, fuch as witty infcriptions on a pair of croffed whalebones, pathetic lamentations on half-devoured rabbits, and above all, that elegant addrefs to Neptune's Whim (by which name the facetious member for Shropshire has been pleafed to diftinguish a certain very ufeful building on his premifes), have lately made a diftinguished appearance in the Under-Secretary's favourite newspaper. Such indeed is the charming fimplicity of this laft little poem, that we fhould confider ourselves highly to blame did we withhold it from our readers. "Neptune thy province is to fwim, Not to regard this little whim; Art thou with water difcontent, That thou haft chang'd thy element?" We requeft the learned will favour us with their comments on thefe, as well as the reft of the worthy Baronet's ftanzas. Ver. 133.] Herriott-an obfcure paragraph-writer. THE THE GIPSY'S SONG *. COME, crofs my hand! my art furpaffes All that did ever mortal know: Come, maidens, come! my magic glaffes I guide the pale moon's filver waggon; And woundless tread on ínakes asleep. This blooms a cheek where red is wanted, SIR, MOCK WISDOM. [From the St. James's Chronicle.] BEING lately at a very excellent dinner, where I regaled moft luxurioully on a delicions difh of mock turtle, I happened to fit next to a gentleman, Though this article paffed to the prefent collection through the medium of a newspaper, it is underfood to have been taken first from Mr. Lewis's novel, The Monk. whom whom I foon difcovered to be a member of that literary body called pedants: this defcription of a scholar is one who by means of loud vociferation, a decifive tone of voice, a fmall portion of knowledge, a copia verborum of hard words, and a few other requifites, obtains in moft companies the fafcinating power of attraction and I obferved, that this gentleman not only arrogated to himself a refpectable importance on the fcore of his erudition, but that he impreffed his audience with the fame opinion with himfelf, that he really was a learned man. The mock turtle and the pedant divided our attention; and the filent refpect paid to the latter, was only occafionally interrupted when a paffing goût of exquifite relish forced a pancgyric on the former. Thefe two objects, thus entering the lifts of competition, introduced to my mind ideas of fimilarity between them; the pedant I confidered as exhibiting a dish of mock wifdom, as the calf's head did a difh of mock turtle; and as the culinary art had fo managed the deception of the one that its perfection was allowed to be nearly, if not quite equal, to real turtle, fo had the literary arts managed the deception of the other, as to make the mock wifdom appear an excellent fubstitute for genuine fenfe and learning. The obfervations produced the following receipt: A RECEIPT FOR MOCK WISDOM. Take a few grains of fenfe, frain them through as many dictionaries as you can collect together, taking care to felect none but the lighteft particles of matter contained in your books; a very few fcraps of the learned fciences are, however, indifpenfable, as they muft give an apparent folidity to the whole; be careful to collect all your ingredients in very fmall quantities a little hiftory, a little painting, a little mufic, a few fragments of poetry; take as many Latin fentences and as many hard words as you can find; jumble thefe all all well together, and throw them loofely into your head. If they are, properly mixed, the whole will froth up and float on the furface of the brain. PHARMACOPIA POLITICA. MR. EDITOR, [From the Morning Chronicle.] WH HILE taking my political whet at Batfon's yefterday morning, the waiter picked up a fmall MS. book, and afked me if I had dropt it-" Let me look at it, William," faid I. I found it contained a great many recipes in cookery and phyfic; and [ am perfuaded belongs to Dr. HUMDRUM, an eminent practitioner in difeafes and politics. The following three recipes I have made free with for the benefit of the public at large; and I flatter myself that the Doctor will not take it amifs that I have fent them to your paper. REMEDY FOR WAR. Take of Minifters of State, a large handful; Penfioners, as many of each as can be found. Place them in the front of the battle, SPECIFIC AGAINST THE PERNICIOUS EFFECTS OF SPECIAL JURIES. Take of Freeholders, and Merchants, a complete lift; Range them ALPHABETICALLY. A page or two of this may be taken at any time with perfect fafety. FOR BAD VERDICTS. Take of Fox's Bill quantum fuff. Common Senfe, Impartiality-equal parts; Sprinkle the whole with a Juryman's oath. me |