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following lines, which were inserted in the Gentleman's Magazine for the month of September, 1779.
“ No plausive satire in my derse I bear,
J. W. Mrs. C. is also the author of“ The Belle's Stratagem," a comedy, acted at Covent Garden, 1780. This had a run of upwards of twenty nights. “The School for Eloquence," an interlude, acted at Drury Lane, for Mr. Brereton's benefit, 1780, not printed; “The World asit Goes; or, A Trip to Montpelier,” a comedy, acted at Covent Garden, 1781. This piece was unfavourably received, which occasioned its being altered, and again brought forward under the title of “ Second Thoughts are best,” 1781, and was again unfavourably received. Neie ther of these are published. “ Which is the Man," comedy, acted at Covent Garden, 1782 ; " A Bold Stroke for a Husband,” comedy, acted at Covent Garden, 1783; “More Ways than one," comedy, acted at Covent Garden, 1783 ; “ A School for Grey Beards," comedy, acted at Drury Lane, 1786; “ The Fate of Sparta," tragedy, acted at Drury Lane, 1781. The poetical correspondence of “Della Crusca," and " Anna Matilda," engrossed so much of the públic attention, that the utmost ingenuity was exerted to remove the
veil of mystery from those two writers. It was at longth discovered that “ Anna Matilda” was Mrs. Cowley, and the “ Della Crusca," Mr. Merry. She is also the author of“ A Day in Turkey;" “The Town before you ;” and a poem" On the Siege of Acre,”
MR. CUMBERLAND'S MEMOIRS,
MR. CUMBERLAND, in his most interesting and intelligent Memoir of himself, observes—“ As Goldsmith in his Retaliation had served up the company, at the St. James's Coffee-house, under the similitude of various sorts of mçat, I had, in the mean time, figured them under that of liquors; which little poem I rather think was printed, but of this I am not sure."-Happening to possess a printed copy of the poetical jeu d'esprit in question, I transcribe it for insertion in your agreeable mélange.
“TO DOCTOR GOLDSMITH,
To Douglas,* fraught with learned stock
To JOHNSON, philosophic sage,
* Bishop of Salisbury.
Now fill the glass with gay Champagne,
Pour forth to REYNOLDS, without stint,
To Burke a pure libation bring,
Fill out my friend, the Dean of DERRY, * A bumper of conventual Sherry.
Give Ridge and HICKEY, generous souls! Of whiskey-punch convivial bowls; But let the kindred BURKES regale With potent draughts of Wicklow-ale : To C-k next, in order turn you, And grace
him with the vines of Ferney. Now, Doctor, thou’rt an honest sticker, So take your glass, and chuse your liquora Wilt have it steep'd in Alpine snows, Or damask'd at Silenus nose? With Wakefield's Vicar sip your tea, Or to Thalia drink with me? And, Doctor, I would have you know ito. An honest I, though humble, poet. I scorn the sneaker like a toad, Who drives his cart the Dover road; There, traitor to his country's trade, Smuggles vile scraps of French brocade; Hence with all such !--for you and I By English wares will live and die. Come, draw your chair and stir the fire;Here, boy !-a pot of Thrale's entire, * Dr. Barnard.
+ Dr. Goldsmith.
MR. EDITOR, Iy
your account of Professor Richardson, inserted in your Mirror for May, you have mistaken the name of the parish in which he was born. It was the parish of Aberfoil, or Aberfoyle, according to the orthography in the excellent description given of it in Sir John Sinclair's statistical account, and not Aberfail, of which his father was minister. You might likewise have added to the list of his works, that besides his well-known essays on Shakespeare, his anecdotes of Russia, and other performances, all his poems and plays have been lately published in two elegant octavo volunes. From these I shall select, as peculiarly suited to the subject of the slave. trade, now so interesting to the public, the following lines. .
Misery, worse than death,
candour. Dark suspicion clouds
Impute not guile, or an unfeeling breast.
the tortur'd sires bequeath'd
And nature, from the roaring torrent sigh’d. I shall add, as an example of the author's composition in rhyme, the following passage from his poem, entitled
THE COMPARATIVE EFFECTS OF AMBITION AND LUXURY.
Oft in the wilds, on Æina's swelling side,