The fons of Labour prefs the couch of eafe;

E'en Care is hufh'd, and Woe forgets to

On Mifery's face now dwells the look of


Tho' ceafelefs Grief may tear the waking heart..

Soft be their dreams, and while each eye be clos'd,

Let human feeling claim from care a space;
For fome few hours let ev'ry pang repose,

Let Anguish melt away in Sleep's em-

Ah! fweet to all but me its poppy blooms;
-Me fated now to prefs a thorny bed;
Me whom the fate of dire Disorder dooms

To view in vain Night's foothing mantle

Yet tho' depriv'd of Day's enamell'd glare,

(Its vivid fcenery fades in Fancy's eye!) And tho' deny'd the robe of Sleep to wear,

Still let Reflection's moral aid be nigh.

But whilft pale Sickness (of clear thought the night),

Spreads her dim curtain o'er the aching brain,

Canft thou, my foul, ev'n in Disease's spite,

But, oh! you're gone! and what is humas

Stript of the tints by youthful Fancy

The bofom lofes every fweet employ,

When eager Hope and rofy Health are fled.

For early Youth refifts the fhafts of woe,

And fprings to pleasure with elastic force; With current quick the ftreams, of life o'erflow,

Whilft Age perceives them ftagnate in their course.

Then farewell earthly blifs!-The glowing mind,

With ardent zeal, a better path shall try; And leaving meaner cares far-far behind, Pants for more happy fcenes beyond the


HORTENSIUS. F-m-n, Gloucestershire, O&. 8, 1791.




Attempt to moralize 'midft grief and pain? AVAUNT Indifference! with thy heed

Yet fure the immortal fpark may feek the


Thro' the fweet paths by meek Religion trod;

The fenfe of earthly forrow cafting by,

May feek, may worship, may adore its God.
Oh! let my ardent fpirit grateful prove,
That through thefe dreadful pangs 'twixt
life and death,

I ftill do breathe, to blefs that pitying love,
Whofe goodness lent awhile the quivering

Yet how does Sicknefs, with cameleon


From gloomy Nature catch a tainted hue; Each object fashion'd to the forrowing hour, Seems iffued from Creation's hand anew. For all was gay whilft Youth and Health were mine,

Nor Grief nor Care could interpofe between;

By Nature warm'd, the heart, without defign, Caught Joy's warm thrill from ev'ry paffing scene.

Dear sweet remembrances of happy life,

E'en now by Mem'ry's aid my foul is mov'd,

And fpurning all the pngs of prefent ftrife, Dwells on the pleafures once fo fondly lov'd.

lefs air,

And Levity! who tip-toe stands behind; This weedy wafte, irregularly bare,

Speaks other language to a feeling mind. Within this fcite, thofe crofier'd walls beneath,

O'er which yon limes their spreading branches wave,

Six times ten thousand bore the train of death,

Stamp'd in a moment for the noifome


Some who, perhaps, when Henry led the way

In Norman fields, could deathful deeds provoke ;

Their faulchions flashing like a Comet's ray, While woods of fpears defcended at their ftroke;

Promifcuous here, lay mingled with the reft, In heaps who fell in plague's relentless hour;

No dirge funereal their worth confefs'd,

No ftone perpetuates their boat of pow'r: But here convey'd by mutes in mournful guife,

Whofe wants had foften'd horror to a

No crouds pursued with idly-curious eyes,
And, fave attquifhment, no tribute paid.


And yet how promifing the morning rose, That brought deftruction with the welcome light!

What may a day or what an hour disclose?

Farewell, dear fade !--Whilft memory re


With fond regret this bofom still shall heave;

Life's noon may ficken to the damps of For thee the Mufe fhall pour her foftest


Unwarning hour! what projects then were crush'd,

What hopeful fchemes, that furnish'd years

of care !

Perhaps, in fad concern alike were hush'd

Two restless rivals and fome fated fair! No common numbers justly can exprefs

The panic that Discovery maft feel, When the first victim of the dire distress Prov'd what Credulity would fain conceal. For, guilt-attractive, how the story flies!

The dark recefs, the city to alarm; Where gold no more could fix Avaro's eyes,

Unhing'd his happiness, unnerv`d his arm. Nor could the court th' unyielding fact evade,

To fupple arts and compliments unknown; Fearless of all, from none the truth is staid, Nor can the fycophants defend the Throne, But privileg'd they fly-and arms fevere,

The meaneft, not the guiltieft furround; Death in the front, and Terror in the rear! Distress, Distraction, and Despair confound. Nor art, nor industry, nor pray'rs prevail; The filent Thames a finking commerce fees;

No brifk winds whistle in the bleaching fail, Clofe furl'd, as fearful of the 'tainted breeze!

Habitual mifery the bofom fteels,

For this no heart felt charities can name, And Sympathy in fufferance conceals

Her mild fuavity, her cheering fame; And faint's the feeling fenfe of diftant woes, The past and future ftill the leaft engage! Let man anticipate each change he knows, Afpire with Virtue, and exult with Age.

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And mourn till Pity's felf fhall cease to grieve.




BY ANTHONY PASQUIN, Efq. IS a fix'd point in policy's belief,

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That you should fet a thief to catch a thief.

SUSAN and DICK, a rufticated pair, Who 'ad long conceiv'd a mutual sneaking kindness,

Refoly'd the unhallow'd rites of Love to fhare;,
But the gay nymph, for reafons eafy guess'd,
(Perhaps by decency or fear imprefs'd)
Wish'd to eclipfe her mother's eyes by blind.

To perpetrate that aim, this eager twain
Into an oven's dark recefs retreated;
But ere their extacies were in the wane,
The fly-projected business was defeated:
Lynx-eyed Difcretion left 'em in the nick,
And Cunning play'd them both a fcurvy

The Dame mifs'd SUE; the Dame had her

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And Cupid vifits but on fix'd conditions.She fought her from the cellar to the garret, Out-houfe and pantry, but the fought in vain; At length the oven ruth'd into her brain: And there lay Suz, high flufh'd with shame, like claret !

"Oh! you confounded, filthy, horrid jade; Why, faith! you're driving on a pretty trade !" Exclaim'd the matron in a raging fury, Ungrac'd by pity like a faction's jury.

"Ah! mother, mother," quoth the trem bling Su E,

"Pardon this weakness-your good-will reftore me;

Your feet had ne'er been led here by a clue, Had you not play'd vagaries here before me."

What can be faid the force of Nature's


Venus and SUE were both the sport of fate;
The fair of Ephefus-the Spartan's pride-
The Queen of Carthage-and Uriah's bride

Let the harsh tongue of Apathy be still, It ever has been thus-and ever will. Rrz

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This Piece is the production of Mr. Cobb, and is intended merely to exprefs the difficulties and embarrassments in confequence of the removal of the Drury-lane Company. Palmer and Barrymore enter, and, after lamenting the diftreffes of poor Wrighten the Prompter, give a very ludicrous description of the removal of the scenery from one house to the other. The ocean is washed away by a shower of rain, and the clouds are obliged to be tranfported under an umbrella, Alexander's triumphal car is fhattered to pieces by a hackney coach at the corner of St. Martin's-lane, and the coachman being blamed for the accident, infifts that he was on the right fide, and that Alexander, if he pleafed, might take his number.

Wrighten next enters, bewailing his embarrallments, and regretting his departure from Poor Old Drury. He is called for by a dozen at a time, who want his inftructions for what they are to do. A compliment is here introduced to Mifs Farren. The Prompter's boy calls to him that Mifs Farren wants the Prompter. "It can't be," exclaims Wrighten, "Mifs Farren never wants the Prompter."

Parfons enters in a rage, and swears that he will not appear in Comedy again. He wants to play in Tragedy, that he may be beard. He here roars aloud, and Mr. Paillimore, who is placed in the gallery, calls out to him that he need not strain his lungs fo, as he can hear him perfectly well. The audience, not understanding that this was a part in the Piece, hiffed poor Phillimore for what they thought an interruption.

Wewitzer, as a French critical dancing

mafter, devoted to the forms of the ancient drama, propofes, that according to the rule of Monf. Demofthene, action should be chiefly regarded; and therefore, that while Par fons delivers the fpeech, he (Wewitzer) fhould adopt a gefture conformable to the fentiments; and upon this principle he ob jects to the ufual practice of farting at the fight of the apparition, and infifts upon the propriety of bowing with reverence and love, as Hamlet knows it to be the ghost of his papa. This produces a very ludicrous ef


Several of the actors appear, and throw the Prompter into a violent rage, by murmurs against the new scene of action. Bland appears as an Italian finger, declaring that nothing but the Opera should be performed at that place; and the French critic and he retire, obferving that dancing and the Opera fhould always go together, in contempt of fenfe and nature.

Harlequin and his ufual pantomimical affociates next appear, but are told by Wrighten that there will be no employment for them, as the fterling merit of the British Dra ma will, for a feafon at least, be full fufficient for the entertainment of a British audience, Harlequin laments his difmiffion, but kindly refolves to give the audience a parting proof of his magic power; and therefore firkes the fcene, which rifes, and forms a view of Mount Parnaffus, with Apollo and other Mythological Deities. The Muses appear in fucceffion; and the Prelude concludes with airs and a fine chorus.

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to fay, that she acquitted herself neither with excellence much to commend, nor yet in a manner to deferve blame.

7. A gentleman of the name of Snow appeared for the first time on any stage, at Covent-Garden, in the character of Olman, in the Tragedy of Zara. Of an attempt which was not heard by any one in the theatre, we fhall fay but little. To a voice inaudible the gentleman added a redundancy of action, which could not but have a ludicrous effect. He has a good person, and feemed to have a proper conception of the character, but from a want of powers is not likely to be again feen as a candidate for stage patronage.

20. After Steele's Confcious Lovers, a new Ballet Pantomime, taken from Offiau, called Ofiar and Malvina, was performed, and defervedly received with much approbation. CHARACTERS.

Fingal (a Highland Chief,} Mr. Blurton.

grandfire to Ofcar),

Ofcar (his defcendant, on the

point of marriage with Mr. Byrne, Malvina),

Dermoth (Attendant 'Squire Mr. King.

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Mrs. Martyr, Mrs. Mountain, Mifs Broadhurst, Mifs Stuart, &c. &c. Attendants, Soldiers, Servants, Dancers, &c, THE FABLE.

OSCAR, the defcendant of Fingal, a renowned Highland Chief, being betrothed to Malvina, the daughter of Toscar, their Clans, accompanied by the Bards (according to the ancient customs of the country), affemble in the Hall of Fingal, with is fancifully decorated, to celebrate the approaching nuptials of the happy pair, and record the glories of their ancestry: their feftivity is interrupted by a vassal, announcing the arrival of Carrol, a powerful Chieftain of a neighbouring isle, who, accompanied by his troops, defcends the rocky mountain of Ben Lomond, to demand the hand of Malvina in marriage.

Carrol, on being informed the is betrothed to Ofcar, affumes the garb of friendship, and accepts an invitation to Fingal Castle, where, as circumstances offer, he artfully prefers his

fuit, and obtains from Malving, reluctantly, a ring (by defire of Ofcar) as a pledge of amity. Carrol adjures his 'Squires (Morven and Draco) to fecrecy, and commands their affiftance in procuring Malvina at all hazards; the former appears averfe, but the latter readily acquiefces. During this period, Fingal, Ofcar, and Malvina, unconscious of Carrol's treachery, indulge themselves in participating the ruftic fports of their dependants, who, in the ftubble fields, which ter⚫ minate with a diftant view of Fingal Castle, prefent them with a trial of ftrength and skill (after the manner of Highland peafantry).

Carrol, difguifed as a pedlar, avails himfelf of their hilarity, and offers a poifoned beverage to Ofcar, which he refufing, Carrol difcovers himself, and, difplaying the ring, avows his determination to make Malvina his by force. Draco, &c. at that inftant, with troops, rush forward, and bear off Malvina. Carrol is parfued by Ofcar, on whofe approach he entrusts Malvina with Morven, strictly enjoining him to put her to death rather than fuffer her to escape. She fupplicates the aid of Morven, who, overpowered by pity, forwards her escape from the cave wherein the is confined, by a fecret avenue.

In this interim Ofcar is made prifoner, and chained on the fummit of a lofty tower; this is fcarcely accomplished before Malvina and Morven are re-taken. Carrol endeavours to convey her on board a veffel riding at anchor, but is prevented by a storm arifing, which deftroys the veffel. He, however, forces her from her lover, leaving Ofcar ftill chained, who is at length relieved by Fingal, whofe men receive him in their arms, on his difengaging himself from his chains and leaping from the turret. Having regained his liberty, they determine on deftroying by fire Carrol's camp, fituate on a mountain, and to which a bridge is the pafs this he accomplishes by his troops concealing lighted torches under their helmets, shrouded by their gabardines. Carrol's men, alarmed, fall victims to the bravery of Ofcar's troops. Malvina is dragged over the bridge by Carrol, who, enraged and defpairing, prepares with his fword to difpatch her, which is wrefted from him by Morven : at the fame inftant Malvina plunges a dagger in his breaft, and he expires. Ofcar affectionately embraces Malvina, and the Bards, &c. joyfully celebrate their union.


This Entertainment is at once fuperb and interefting, and exhibits the united powers of painting and music. The scenery is picturesque and splendid; the mufic plea



Oft won applaufe in Latium's elder day, Ere yet the Mufe, by fage experience taught,

fing; and the art of the inventor of the Such was the mirthful Bard, whofe comic Ballet, Mr. Byrne, fhews itfelf in a manner much to his reputation. The performers did juftice to their characters, particularly Byrne and Follet; and Mad. St. Amand, from Paris, was light, eafy, and graceful, and was received with a great degree of applanfe,






YE Friends and Patrons! whofe enliv'ning

Infpires the anxious bofom with delight,
I come your wonted favour to implore
To fubjects new, and themes untried before.
No tale of modern life, by nicer laws,

Her mimic art to full perfection brought:
His is the tale, that, now restor❜d to light,
Here courts your favour on this feftal night.
With purer verfe tho' courtly Terence fhine,
And rival chafte Menander's claffic line,
With force fuperior PLAUTUS wins the

And wakes our laughter with refiftless art.
When Euclio's watchful terrors you behold,
Alarm'd, who trembles for his buried gold,
Sees, in each face he meets, a thief, and

Detection's whisper in each word he hears; When now, in frantic mood, with angry eyes,

All wild he rages for his ravish'd prize; When the fond youth before the father bends,

Now claims the tribute of your kind ap- And, as he fues for pardon, more offends;


No actors here with rival wit engage

To lafh the living follies of the age:

Our fcene, more learned grown, this night difplays

The manners, drefs, and fpeech, of ancient days

Of time remote the fading fight renews,
And wakes to life the long-neglected Mufe;
As erft, in warlike ages lefs refin'd,
She chaim'd with ruder wit th' unpolifh'd

What time long wafted by invading foes,
In prouder triumph Rome majestic rofe-
From Punic legions freed her captive plain,
And view'd her walls in fafety back again.
Then, 'mid the public joy, the Poet trove,
With tales of mirth, each kindred breaft to


Employ'd each effort of his newer art, And won with readieft force the obedient heart.

Miftakes the charge, by inward fears be


The plunder'd treasure for the ftolen maid; And while one crime infefts his aching view, That guilt confeffes which he never knew; Admire his fkill the wond'rous fcene who


His paffion, humour, genius, ftrength, and wit;

With candid voice decide in merit's caufe, And crown the favour'd piece with juft applaufe,

And you, ye Fair! whofe fmiles before have charm'd

Our youthful bofoms, and whose praise has warm'd!

When HAMLET here, at duty's awful call, Gave up his joys, his love, his life, and all, And, with his father's wrongs alone poffeft, Nurs'd his dire vengeance in his lab'ring breast,

From fruitful Greece the borrow'd theme he Expos'd a mother's crime in odious view,

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And died the base ufurper to subdue-
When poor Ophelia bade her forrows flow,
Sunk with the burden of oppreffive woe,
And piteous wept, in wild diforder'd ftrain,
A frantic lover and a parent flain—
With kind indulgence hear our ancient play,
Whofe verfe falutes you with unwonted

Tho' ftrange the inharmonious speech appear,
Form'd to delight alone the claffic ear;
Tho' vain th' untafted dialogue be found,
And cheat the baffled fenfe with useless

Haply, the action of our busy scene,
The Actor's gesture, habit, voice, and mien,


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