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but as soon as the Light-corps and Sharp-shooters from Mary-le-bone came up, they were seized with a sudden panic, and a dreadful slaughter commenced among them. In most wars, the doctors, and all the civil tribe attached to the army, have been placed in a state of comparative security, and seldom considered in danger ; the contrary was the case on the present occasion. The Bloomsbury and Mary-le-bone Chloes and Philliscs, armed with Cupid's arrows, laid whole ranks of Doctors sprawling at their feet. One `case was peculiarly lamentable : it was that of Dr.
who was just recovering from a wound in his rear from Chloe, when a random shot from Corinna took him in front, and pierced him to the heart.
THE PILOT THAT WEATHERED THE STORM.
[From the Morning Chronicle, July 20.) L ET Canning's smooth numbers harmoniously flow
In praise of the “ Pilot ihat weather'd the storm ;". At thy altar, O Pitt! let the sycophant bow,
And say, that“ no longer dark'tempests deform." When the tempest-toss'd vessel is braving the seas,
Nor knows but each billow the wreck may o'erwhelmg. Shall the plaudits of flatt’ry be borne on the breeze,
In praise of the Pilot who guided the helm?
The anthem of triunsph and praise would be lost;
Would reprove the delusive, the impious boast. No, Pitt! now the course of thy frenzy is o’er,
Thy boundless anibition with anguish we view ; Thy apostacy censure, thy talents deplore,
And shudder at evils which yet may ensue.
Not thus shall thy mem'ry, O Fox ! be rever'd,
Thy talents, thy virtues, we fondly recall ; With thee for our Pilot, we safely had steer'd;
No fear if “ rude whirlwinds our hearts should appal. The wind might have howl'd, and the clouds might have
gather'd, The white-foaming billows around us have roarid; Thy skill, and thy judgment, the storm might have weather’d,
We had smil'd at the tempest, hadst thou been on board. Let Pitt, like a Comet, destructively bright,
With meteor-like splendour delusively blaze ; The dazzled spectator shall turn from the sight,
On thy milder effulgence with rapture to gaze.
Bestows a fresh lustre on mountain and grove
[From the Morning Herald, July 20.] WANTED by That Party, who have entitled them.
selves " No Party,” some specious pretence for calling a Public Meeting in the metropolis, and for inviting the hitherto reluctant counties and cities to follow the noble example of the capital. It must have been observed, that there are many dreadful grievances which are felt by the whole country, and yet are known only to a few enlightened individuals, This is therefore to give notice, that if any such individual will bring information of grievances of this sort to the said. “ No Party,” he shall be rewarded, according to the value of such grievances, in the following proportions; that is to say: If affording a pretence for a Public Meeting, 500l.--if for a Patriotic Subscription, sool.if merely supplying a lopic for a Speech at a Dinner, 100l. These said rewards to be duly paid in Assignats, secured upon the freehold, copyhold, and leasehold estates, merchants' “warehouses, shopkeepers' goods, consols, and other property; all which are intended to be confiscated in the first year of integrity! purity! innocence ! equalily ! liberty! and reform !-the year in which Felony shall be deemed Patriotism, and MASSACRE, Humanity!
(Countersigned) Vanity. (A true Copy, extracted from the Knave and Fool Society.)
[From the same, July 23.]
Nunc est bibendum ! Ovid.
The Herald gave ! mit can't be true,
Without consulting me or you ?
Of cordial draughts which you prescribe him,
To which no Woman's art can bribe him!.
I'll pledge my soul, as well as life ;
He'll not divorce it for a Vife!
Of hy drophobia symptomatic ;
His taste for sparkling liquids craving,
Congenial ran with yours and mine;
Whene'er it flow'd instead of wine !
In penance we must shift our plan;
THE RAPID FORTUNE.
(From the Morning Chronicle, July 23.) SAN AYS Dick to Hal, “ Your thrifty sire, in tradey.
For your dear sake a rapid fortune made :: You drank, wench'd, gambled, mortgag'd house and land, And from the turf to jail drove four in hand.”• Have done,” cries Hal, “ vor with your gammon stun me; My fortune was sa rapid, it outrun me.”
ON THE MARRIAGE OF MR. HENRY MASON AND MISS
[From the Morning Post, July 24.).
Masonic Clubs a place in ;
Has made his nymph a Mason.
LETTER TO SIR FRANCIS BURDETT.
[From the same, July 25.] SIR,
Crown and Anchor.. HE Electors of Westminster having express'd
An anxious desire don't think that we jest)
on you were allow'd to come out of the Tower
# Sce «cl. xiv. p. 275-286.
And treat all your friends with a kind of a ly go,
In consequence next of a wish universal,
you would make one at the stewards' rehearsal They bid us solicit your company there, With the wise Sheriff Wood and the learned Lord Mayor:. K with Gale Jones from Newgate you won't spend a day, We'll take measures for keeping the fellow away ; He will probably though be engag'd then elsewhere, For lately he oft has been heard to declare, (As at Newgate they lately thought proper to scout This worthy, and turn him reluctantly out,) He will insult resent, while his name remains Jack,, And that “ he 'll be d-'d if he does not go back.” So Government will not for once gain their ends, By parting Gale Jones and his Old Bailey friends.. On our, honour we beg to say this is no hum, And therefore we trust you will ansiver, “ I'll come : If you won't, pr’ythee say so, and save us the trouble We had t'other day, when you tipp'd us the doulle ;. Making thus of the great Mr. Powell a pope, While despair put to fight the poor fools of the " Hopie." Believing you'll not get us laugh'd at again, We your very obedient servants remain,
ROBT. H-TCH-N.. To Sir F. B-rd-tt.
ANSWER TO THE ABOVE..