Shut out the Thames; shall that ignoble thing
Approach the prefence of great Ocean's King?
No! let Barbaric glories feaft his eyes,
Auguft Pagodas round his palace rife,
And finish'd Richmond open to his view,
"A work to wonder at, perhaps a" Kew.

Nor reft we here, but, at our magic call,
Monkies fhall climb our trees, and lizards crawl;

Verfe 67. No! let Barbaric glories.] So Milton.

"Where the gorgeous caft with richeft hand

Showers on her Kings BARBARIC pearl and gold."

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Verfe 72. Monkies fhall climb our trees.] "In their lofty woods, ferpents, and lizards of many beautiful forts crawl upon the ground. Innumerable monkies, cats, and parrots clamber upon the trees." Page 40. "In their lakes are many iflands, fome fmall, fome large, amongst which are often seen stalking along, the elephant, the rhinoceros, the dromedary, oftrich, and the giant-baboon." Page 66. "They keep in their enchanted fcenes, a furprifing variety of monftrous birds, reptiles, and animals, which are tamed by art, and guarded by enormous dogs of Tibet and African giants, in the habit of magicians." Page 43. "Sometimes in this romantic excurfion, the paffenger finds himself in extenfive receffes, furrounded with arbours of jeffamine, vine, and rofes; where beauteous Tartarean damfels, in loofe tranfpa rent robes that flutter in the air, present him with rich wines, &c. and invite him to taste the sweets of retirement, on Perfian carpets, and beds of Camufathkin down." Page 40.

Huge dogs of Tibet bark in yonder grove,
Here parrots prate, there cats make cruel love :
In fome fair ifland will we turn to grass

(With the Queen's leave) her elephant and ass.
Giants from Africa fhall guard the glades,

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Where hifs our fnakes, where sport our Tartar maids ;

Or, wanting thefe, from Charlotte Hayes we bring Damfels alike adroit to sport and fing.

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Now to our lawns of dalliance and delight, Join we the groves of horror and affright; This to atchieve no foreign aids we try, Thy gibbets, Baghot! fhall our wants fupply; Hounslow,

Verfe 84. Thy gibbets, Bagfhot.] "Their fcenes of terraf are compofed of gloomy woods, &C. CIBBETS, croffes, wheels, and the whole apparatus of torture, are feen from the roads Here too they conceal in cavities, on the fummits of the highest mountains, founderies, lime-kilns, and glafs works, which fend forth large volumes of flame, and continued columns of thick fmoke, that give to thefe mountains the appearance of Vol canoes." P. 37. "Here the paffenger from time to time is fur. prized with repeated fhocks of electrical impulfe; the earth trembles under him by the power of confined air," &c. Now to produce both thefe effects, viz. the appearance of volcanoes and earthquakes, we have here fubftituted the

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Hounslow, whofe heath fublimer terror fills,
Shall with her gibbets lend her powder mills.
Here too, O King of Vengeance, in thy fane,
Tremendous Wilkes fhall rattle his gold chain;
And round that fane on many a Tyburn tree,
Hang fragments dire of Newgate history;
On this shall H*11*d's dying fpeech be read,
Here B-te's confeffion, and his wooden head;
While all the minor plunderers of the age
(Too numerous far for this contracted page)
The R*g*ys, C*lc*ft's, Mungos, B*ds*ws there, 95
In ftraw-ftuft effigy, thall kick the air.

But fay, ye powers, who come when Fancy calls,
Where fhall our mimic London rear her walls?

Occafional exploGon of a powder-mill, which (if there be not too much fimplicity in the contrivance) it is apprehended will at once anfwer all the purposes of lime-kilus and electrical machines, and imitate thunder and the explofion of cannon into the bargain.. Page 40.

Verse 87. Here too, O King of Vengeance, &c.] "In the moft difmal receffes of the woods, are temples dedicated to the King of Vengeance, near which are placed pillars of ftone, with "pathetic defcriptions of tragical events ;" and many acts of cruelty perpetrated there by outlaws and robbers." Page 37:

Verfe 88. Tremendous Wilkes.] This was written while Mr. Wilkes was Sheriff of London, and when it was to be feared he would rattle his chain a year longer as Lord Mayor.

That Eastern feature, Art muft next produce,
Tho' not for present yet for future use,
Our fons fome flave of greatnefs may behold,
Caft in the genuine Afiatic mould:

Who of three realms fhall condefcend to know
No more than he can spy from Windfor's brow;
For him that bleffing of a better time,

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The muse shall deal awhile in brick and lime;
Surpass the bold A'AEAOI in defign,

And o'er the Thames fling one stupendous line
Of marble arches, in a bridge, that cuts

From Richmond Ferry flant to Brentford Butts. 110
Brentford with London's charms will we adorn;
Brentford, the bishopric of Parfon Horne.

Verfe 98. Where fhall our mimic London, &c.] "There is likewife in the fame garden, viz. Yven-Ming-Yven, near Pekin, a fortified town, with its ports, ftreets, public fquares, temples, markets, fhops, and tribunals of juftice; in fhort, with every thing that is at Pekin, only on a smaller scale.

"In this town the Emperors of China, who are too much the flaves of their greatness to appear in public, and their women, who are excluded from it by custom, are frequently diverted with the hurry and bustle of the capital, which is there represented, feveral times in the year, by the eunuchs of the palace." Page 32. Verfe 109. Of marble arches.] See Sir William's enormous ac count of Chinese bridges, too long to be here inferted. Page 53.

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There at one glance, the royal eye shall meet
Each varied beauty of St. James's-street;

Stout T*lb*t there shall ply with hackney chair, 115
And Patriot Betty fix her fruit-shop there.

Like diftant thunder now the coach of ftate

Rolls o'er the bridge, that groans beneath its weight. The court hath croft the stream; the sports begin; Now N**1 preaches of rebellion's fin:

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And as the powers of his ftrong pathos rise,
Lo, brazen tears fall from Sir Fl**r's eyes.
While skulking round the pews, that babe of grace,
Who ne'er before at fermon fhew'd his face,

See Jemmy Twitcher shambles; stop! stop thief! 125
He's ftol'n the E* of D*nb*h's handkerchief.

Verfe 115. Stout T**t, &c.] "Some of these eunuchs perfonate porters." Page 32.

Verse 116. And Patriot Betty.] "Fruits, and all forts of refreshments are cried about the streets in this mock city." Page 33. Verfe 122. Lo, brazen tears, &c.]

Drew IRON tears down Pluto's cheek. Milton.

Verfe 125. See Jemmy Twitcher fhambles.] "Neither are thieves, pickpockets, and tharpers forgot in these festivals; that noble profeffion is ufually allotted to a great number of the moft dexterous eunuchs." Ibid.