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& FAMILIAR PIECES.

Poetry.

1.

Phillips's Splendid Shilling.
A Medicine

for the Ladies.
Lord Chesterfield's Advice to Lady Fanny şhirely.
The Cookmaid Mary's Letter to Dr. Sheridan,
Couper's facetious History of John Gilpin.

A Receipt to make a Love Letter.

The Seeker, by Matth. Green.

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PRINTED BY G. NICHOLSON AND CO.

Palace-street, Manchester. Sold by T. KNOTT, No. 47, Lombard-street; and CHAMPANTE & WHITROW, Jewry-street, London.

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BY I. PHILLIPS.

" ------Sing, heavenly Muse!
“ Things inattempted yet, in prose or rhyme;"
A Shilling, Breeches, and Chimeras dire:

Happy the man, who, void of cares and strife, in silken or in leathern purse retains

Splendid Shilling. He nor hears with pain New oysters cry'd, nor sighs for cheerful ale : Sut with his friends, when nightly mists arise, Co Juniper's Magpye, or Town Hall repairs; Vhere, mindful of the nymph, whose wanton eye ransfix'd his soul, and kindled amorous flames, hloe, or Phillis, he each circling glass Visheth her health, and joy, and equal love. (eanwhile he smoaks, and laughs at merry tale, kpun ambiguous, or conundrum quaint. at 1, whom griping penury surrounds, nd hunger sure attendant upon want, Vith scanty offals, and small acid tiff, Wretched repast!) my meagre corse sustain: hen solitary walk, or doze at home 2 garret vile, and with a warming puff egale chill'd fingers; or, from tube as black s winter chimney, or well-polish'd jet, xhale Mundungus, ill-perfuming scent; fot blacker tube, nor of a shorter size, moaks Cambro-Britain (vers'd in pedigree, ruog from Cadwallader and Arthur, kings

romantic tale) when he er many 4 craggy hill, and barren cliff, . on a cargo of fam'd Cestrian cheese, ish over-shadowing rides, with a design o vend his wares, or at th' Arvonian mart, r Maridunum, or the ancient town clep'd Brechinia ; or where Vaga's stream

ull famous in

Encircles Ariconium, fruitful soil,
Whence flow nectareous wines, that well may vic
With Massic, Setin, or senown'd Falern.

Thus, while my joyless minutes tedious flow,
With looks demure, and silent pace, a Dua,
Horrible monster! hated by gods and mon,
To my aërial citadel ascends:
With 'vocal heel thrice thund'ring at my gates,
With hideous accent thrice he calls; I know
The voice ill-boding, and the solemn saund.
What should I do? or whither turn? Amaz'd,
Confounded, to the dark recess I fly
Of wood-hole; straight my bristling hairs erect.
Thro’ sudden fear; a chilly sweat bedews
My shudd'ring limbs, and (wonderful to tell!)
My tongue forgets her faculty of speech;
So horrible he seems! His faded brow
Entrench'd with many a frown, and conick beard,
And spreading band, admir'd by modern saints,
Disastörous acts forebode; in his right hand
Long scrolls of paper solemnly he waves,
With characters and figures dire inscrib'd,
Grievous to mortal eyes; (ye gods, avert
Such plagues from righteous men!) Behind him stalks
Another monster, not unlike himself,
Sullen of aspect, by the vulgar call'd
A Catchpole, whose polluted hands the gods
With force incredible, and magic charms,
Erst have endu'd; if he his ample palm
Should haply on ill-fated shoulder lay
Of debtor, straight his body, to the touch
Obsequious, (as whilom knights were wont)
To some inchanted castle is convey'd,
Where gates impregnable, and coercive chains,
In durance strict detain him, till, in form
Of money, Pallas sets the captive free,
Beware, ye debtors! when ye walk beware,
Be circumspect; oft with insidious ken
This caitiff eyes your steps aloof, and oft

Lies perdue in a nook or gloomy cave,
Prompt to inchant some inadvertent wretch
With his unhallow'd touch. So (poets sing)
Grimalkin, to domestic vermin sworn
An everlasting foe, with watchful eye
Lies nightly brooding o'er a chinky gap,
Protending her fell claws, to thoughtless mice
Sure ruin. So her disembowell'd web
Arachne in a hall or kitchen spreads,
Obvious to vagrant flies: she secret stands
Within her woven cell; the humming prey,
Regardless of their fate, rush on the toils
Inextricable, nor will aught avail
Their arts, or arms, or shapes of lovely hue;
The wasp insidious, and the buzzing drone,
And butterfly proud of expanded wings
Distinct with gold, entangled in her snares,
Useless resistance make: with eager strides,
She tow'ring flies to her expected spoils;
Then with envenom'd jaws the vital blood
drinks of reluctant foes, and to her cave
Their bulky carcases triumphant drags.

So pass my days. But when nocturnal shades
This world invelope, and th’inclement air
Persuades men to repel benumbing frosts
With pleasant wines, and crackling blaze of wood;
Me lonely sitting, nor the glimmering light
Of make-weight candle, nor the joyous talk
Of loving friend, delights; distress’d, forlorn,
Amidst the horrors of the tedious night,
Darkling 1 sigh, and feed with dismal thoughts
My anxious mind; or sometimes mournful verse
Indite, and sing of groves and myrtle shades,
Dr desperate lady near a purling stream,
Dr lover pendent on a willow-tree.
eanwhile I labour with eternal drought,
And restless wish and rave; my parched throat
Finds no relief, nor heavy eyes repose :

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