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CONTENTS OF VOLUME I.

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The Puppet Show,

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SACRED DRAMAS.

The Bas Bleu,

14 The Introduction,

76

Bonner's Ghost,

18

Moses,

77

Florio,

19 David and Goliath,

82

The Slave Trade,

27

Belshazzar,

92

Dan and Jane, or Faith and Works,

30

Daniel,

101

An Heroic Epistle to Miss Sally Horne, 31

Sensibility : an Epistle to the Hon. Mrs. Bos-

Reflections of Hezekiah,

109

cawen,

32

Search after Happiness,

110

Sir Eldred of the Bower, a Legendary Tale, 36

119

The Bleeding Rock,

40 Ode to Charity,

Ode to Dragon,

42

STORIES FOR PERSONS OF THE

EPITAPHS.

MIDDLE RANK.

On the Rev. Mr. Penrose-On Mrs. Blandford

Mr. Fantom: or, the History of the New Fash-

-On Mrs. Little-On General Lawrence

ioned Philosopher and his man William, 120

On Mrs. Elizabeth Ives-On the Rev.

The History of Mr. Bragwell ; or, the Two

Mr. Hunter-On C. Dicey, Esq.-On a

Wealthy Farmers,

129

young Lady-Inscription on a Cenotaph-

'Tis All for the Best,

162

Epitaph on the Rev. Mr. Love-On the

A Cure for Melancholy,

167

Rev. Sir James Stonhouse, Bart.- On Mrs.

The Sunday School,

172

Stonhouse,

43, 44

ALLEGORIES.

BALLADS AND TALES.

The Pilgrims,

176

The Foolish Traveller : or, a good Inn is a

The Valley of Tears,

180

bad Home,

44 The Straiť Gate and the Broad Way, 182

:

Parley the Porter,

186

neighbour as yourself,

45

Inscription in Fairy Bower,

46

TALES.

The Bad Bargain : or, the World set up to

Sale,

46 | The Shepherd of Salisbury Plain, in two parts, 190

Robert and Richard : or, the Ghost of Poor The Two Shoemakers, in six parts,

201

Molly,

47 | The History of Tom White, the Postboy, in

The Carpenter : or, the Danger of Evil Com-

two parts,

224

48 The History of Hester Wilmot, in two parts,

The Riot: or, Half a loaf is better than no being the sequel to the Sunday School, 233

Bread,

49 The Grand Assizes, or General Jail Delivery;

Patient Joe: or, the Newcastle Collier, 50 an allegory,

241

The Gin Shop: or, a Peep into Prison, 50 The Servant Man turned Soldier; an allegory, 243

The Two Gardeners,

The History of Betty Brown, the St. Giles's

The Lady and the Pie,

52 Orange Girl, with some account of Mrs.

The Plum-Cakes,

52 Sponge, the Money-lender,

247

Turn the Carpet,

53 Black Giles the Poacher, in two parts; con,

taining some account of a Family who had

HYMNS.

rather live by their Wits than their Work, 251

The True Heroes or, the Noble Army of

Tawney Rachel, or the Fortune teller; with

Martyrs,

54

some account of Dreams, Omens, and Con-

258

A Christmas Hymn,

54

jurers,

Hymn of Praise for the abundant Harvest af- Thoughts on the Manners of the Great, 262

ter the scarcity of 1795,

55

An estimate of the Religion of the Fashiona-

Here and There,

56

ble World,

275

Chap. I--Decline of Christianity shown by a

BALLADS

Comparative View of the Religion of the

The Honest Miller of Gloucestershire,

56 Great in preceding ages,

278

King Dionysius, and Squire Damocles, 57 Chap. II--Benevolence allowed to be the

The Hackney Coachman: or, the Way to reigning Virtue, but not exclusively the Vir-

get a good Fare,

57 tue of the present age,

280

Village Politics,

58 Chap. III–The neglect of Religious Educa-

tion both a cause and consequence of the

BIBLE RHYMES.

decline of Christianity, &c.

282

The Old Testament,

63 Chap. IV-Other symptoms of the decline of

The New Testament,

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69 Ohristianity, &c.

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Chap. V–The negligent conduct of Christians Chap. XV-Conversation,

369
no real objection against Christianity, 291 Chap. XVI–On the danger of ill-directed
Chap. VI-A stranger, from observing the sensibility,

378

fashionable mode of life, would not take Chap. XVII–On Dissipation, and the Modern

this to be a Christian country,

296 Habits of Fashionable Life,

385

Chap. VII–View of those who acknowledge Chap. XVIII—On public Amusements, 392

Christianity as a perfect system of morals, Chap. XIX-A worldly spirit incompatible

but deny its Divine anthority-Morality not with the spirit of Christianity,

397

the whole of Religion,

300 Chap. XX-On the leading doctrines of Chris-

tianity, &c. with a sketch of the Christian

Remarks on the Speech of Mr. Dupont, made

in the National Convention of France in 1793, 301 Chap. XXI–On the duty and efficacy of prayer, 410

character,

403

STRICTURES ON THE MODERN SYS-

PRACTICAL PIETY.

TEM OF FEMALE EDUCATION.

Chap. I--Christianity an Internal Principle, 417

Introduction,

311 Chap. II--Christianity a Practical Principle, 421

Chap. I--Address to women of rank and for- Chap. III-Mistakes in Religion,

425

tune, on the effects of their influence in Chap. IV-Periodical Religion,

429

Society-Suggestions for the exertion of it Chap. V–Prayer,

432

in various instances,

313 Chap. VI–Cultivation of a Devotional Spirit

, 437

Chap. II- On the Education of Women, 322 Chap. VII—The Love of God,

440

Chap. III-External Improvement

Chil- Chap. VIII–The hand of God to be acknowl-

dren's Balls-French Governesses,

326 edged in the daily Circumstances of Life, 443

Chap. IV-Comparison of the mode of Fe- Chap. IX-Christianity universal in its requi-

male Education in the last age with the sitions,

446

present,

329 Chap. X-Christian Holiness,

448

Chap. V-On the Religious Employment of Chap. XI-On the comparatively small faults

Time,

331 and virtues,

451

Chap. VI–On the early forming of habits- Chap. XII—Self Examination,

455

On the necessity of forming the judgment Chap. XIII--Self-Love,

460

to direct those habits,

335 Chap. XIV–The Conduct of Christians in

Chap. VII—Filial obedience not the character their Intercourse with the Irreligious, 464

338 Chap. XV-On the Propriety of Introducing

Chap. VIII-on Female Study, and initiation Religion into general Conversation,

469

into Knowledge-Error of cultivating the Chap. XVI-Christian Watchfulness,

imagination to the neglect of the judgment Chap. XVII— True and false Zeal,

476

Books of reasoning recommended, 342 Chap. XVIII-Insensibility to Eternal things, 480

Chap. IX-On the religious and Moral use of Chap. XIX-Happy Deaths,

485

History and Geography,

346 Chap. XX-The Sufferings of Good Men, 491

Chap. X-On the use of Definitions, and the Chap. XXI--The Temper and Conduct of

moral benefits of Accuracy in Language, . 349 Christians in Sickness and in Death, 496

Chap. XI-On Religion, The Necessity and

Duty of Early Instruction, shown by anal-

TRAGEDIES.

ogy with human learning,

351
Chap. XII–On the manner of Instructing Preface to the Tragedies,

502

young persons in Religion-General Re-

The. Inflexible Captive,

511

marks on the genius of Christianity, 355 Percy,

530
Chap. XIII–Hints suggested for furnishing The Fatal Falsehood,

545
young persons with a scheme of Prayer, 360

Chap. XIV–The practical use of female

POEMS

knowledge, with a sketch of the female

character, and a comparative view of the Morning Soliloquy,

563

363 On Mr. Shapland,

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A TALE.

A NOBLE earl -the name I spare,
From reverence to the living heir
Lov'd pleasure; but to speak the truth,
Not much refinement grac'd the youth.
The path of pleasure which he trod
Was somewhat new, and rather odd;
For, that he haunted park or play,
His house's archives do not say ;
Or that more modish joys he felt,
And would in opera transports melt;
Or that he spent his morning's prime
In Bond-street bliss till dinner-time:
No treasur'd anecdotes record
Such pastimes pleas'd the youthful lord.

One single taste historians mention,
A fact unmingled with invention;
It was a taste you'll think, I fear,
Somewhat peculiar for a peer,
Though the rude democratic pen
Pretends that peers are only men.
Whatever town or country fair
Was advertised, my lord was there.
'Twas not to purchase or to sell-
Why went he then? The Muse shall tell.
At fairs he never fail'd to find
The joy congenial to his mind.

This dear diversion would you know?
What was it ? 'twas a puppet-show!
Transported with the mimic art,
The wit of Punch enthrall’d his heart,
He went, each evening, just at six,
When Punch exhibited his tricks;
And, not contented every night
To view this object of delight,
He gravely made the matter known
He must and would have Punch his own;
For if, exclaims the noble lord,
Such joys these transient views afford
If I receive such keen delight
From a short visit every night,
'Tis fair to calculate what pleasure
Will spring from owning such a treasure.
I need not for amusement roam,
I shall have always Punch at home.
He ray'd with this new fancy bit,
Of Punch's sense and Punch's wit.
Not more Narcissus long'd to embrace
The watery mirror's shadowy face;
Not more Pygmalion long’d to claim
Th' unconscious object of his flame;
Than long'd the enamour'd legislator
To purchase this delightful creature.
Each night he regularly sought him,
Nor did he rest till he had bought him.

Soon he accomplishes the measure,
And pays profusely for the treasure:
He bids them pack the precious thing
So careful not to break a spring;
So anxious not to bruise a feature,
His own new coach must fetch the creature !
He safely brought the idol home,
And lodg'd beneath his splendid dome,
All obstacles at length surmounted,
My lord on perfect pleasure counted.

VOL I.

If you have feelings, guess you may,
How glad he passed the live long day.
His eating room he makes the station
Of his new favourite's habitation.
• Convivial Punch! he cried, to-day,
Thy genius shall have full display!
How shall I laugh to hear thy wit
At supper nightly as I sit !
And how delightful as I dine,
To hear some sallies, Punch, of thine!'

Next day, at table, as he sat,
Impatient to begin the chat,
Punch was produc'd; but Punch, I trow,
Divested of his puppet-show,
Was nothing, was a thing of wires,
Whose sameness disappoints and tires.
Depriv'd of all eccentric aid,
The empty idol was betray'd.
No artful hand to pull the springs,
And Punch no longer squeaks or sings.
Ah me! what horror seiz'd my lord,
'Twas paint, 'twas show, 'twas pasted-board !
He marvell’d why the pleasant thing
Which could such crowds together bring;
Which charm'd him when the show was full
At home should be so very dull.
He ne'er suspected 'twas the scenery,
He never dreamt 'twas the machinery;
The lights, the noise, the tricks, the distance,
Gave the dumb idol this assistance.
Preposterous peer! far better go
To thy congenial puppet-show;
Than buy, divested of its glare,
The empty thing which charm'd thee there,
Be still content abroad to roam,
For Punch exhibits not at home.

The moral of the tale I sing
To modern matches home I bring
Ye youths, in quest of wives who go
To every crowded puppet-show;
If, from these scenes, you choose for life
A dancing, singing, dressing wife;
O marvel not at home to find
An empty figure, void of mind;
Stript of her scenery and garnish,
A thing of paint, and paste, and varnish.

Ye candidates for earth's best prize,
Domestic life's sweet charities !
If long you've stray'd from Reason's way,
Enslav'd by fashion's wizard sway;
If by her witcheries still betray'd,
You wed some vain fantastic maid:
Snatch'd, not selected, as you go,
The heroine of the puppet-show;
In every outward grace refin'd,
And destitute of nought but mind;
If skill'd in ev'ry polish'd art,
She wants simplicity of heart;
On her for bliss if you depend,
Without the means you seek the end;
You seek, o'erturning nature's laws,
A consequence without a cause;
A downward pyramid you place,
The point inverted for the base.

Blame your own work, not fate; nor rail As the soft powers of oil assuage
If bliss so ill secur'd should fail.

Of ocean's waves the furious rage ; 'Tis after fancied good to roam,

Lull to repose the boiling tide, 'Tis bringing Punch to live at home.

And the rough billows bid subside;
And you, bright nymphs! who bless our eyes, Till every angry motion sleep,
With all that art, that taste supplies;

And softest tremblings hush the deep:
Learn that accomplishments, at best,

Good-nature! thus thy charms controul Are but the garnish of life's feast ;

The tumults of the troubled soul :
And tho' your transient guests may praise By labour worn, by care opprest,
Your showy board on gala days:

On thee the wearied head shall rest;
Yet, while you treat each frippery sinner From business and distraction free,
With mere deserts, and call 'em dinner, Delighted, shall return to thee;
Your lord who lives at home, still feels

To thee the aching heart shall cling,
The want of more substantial meals;

And find that peace it does not bring. Of sense and worth, which every hour

And while the light and empty fair, Enlarge Affection's growing power ;

Form'd for the ball-room's dazzling glare Of worth, not emulous to praise,

Abroad, of speech, so prompt and rapid, Of sense, not kept for gala days.

At home, so vacant and so vapid; 0! in the highest, happiest lot,

Of every puppet-show the life, By woman be it ne'er forgot,

At home, a dull and tasteless wife ;That human life's no Isthmian game,

The mind with sense and knowledge stor'd Where sports and shows must purchase fame. Can counsel, or can soothe its lord; Tho' at the puppet-show he shone,

His varied joys or sorrows feel, Punch was poor company alone.

And share the pains it cannot heal. Life is no round of jocund hours,

But, Piety! without thy aid, Of garlands gay, and festive bowers;

Love's fairest prospects soon must fade. Even to the young, to whom I sing,

Blest architect! rear'd by thy hands, Its serious business life will bring.

Connubial Concord's temple stands. Tho' bright the suns which now appear Tho' Wit, tho' Genius, raise the pile, To gild your cloudless atmosphere,

Tho? Taste assist, tho' Talents smile, Oft, unawares, some direful storm,

Tho' Fashion, while her wreaths she twine, Serenest skies may soon deform;

Her light Corinthian columns join; In dim Affliction's dreary hour

Still the frail structure Fancy rears, The flash of mirth must lose its power;

A tottering house of cards appears ; Whilst faith a constant light supplies,

Some sudden gust, nor rare the case, And virtue cheers the darkest skies.

May shake the building to its base, To bless the matrimonial hours

Unless, bless'd Piety! thou join Must three joint leaders club their powers, Thy keystone to ensure the shrine; Good-NATURE, Piety, and SENSE,

Unless, to guard against surprises, Must their confederate aids dispense.

On thy broad arch the temple rises.

THE BAS BLEU; OR, CONVERSATION.

ADDRESSED TO MRS. VESEY

ADVERTISEMENT.

The following trifle owes it birth and name to the mistake of a foreigner of distinction who gave the literal appellation of the Bas-bleu to a small party of friends, who had been often called, by way of pleasantry, the Blue Stockings. These little societies have been sometimes misrepre. sented. They were composed of persons distinguished, in general for their rank, talents, or re. spectable character, who met frequently at Mrs. Vesey's, and at a few other houses, for the sole purpose of conversation, and were different in no respect from other parties, but that the company did not play at cards.

May the author be permitted to bear her grateful testimony (which will not be suspected of flattery, now that inost of the personis named in this poem are gone down to the grave) to the many pleasant and instructive hours she had the honour to pass in this company; in which learn ing was as little disfigured by pedantry, good taste as little tinctured by affectation, and general conversation as little disgraced by calumny, levity, and the other censurable errors with which it is too commonly tainted, as has perhaps been known in any society.

VESEY! of verse the judge and friend!
Awhile my idle strain attend :
Not with the days of early Greece,
I mean to ope my slender piece;
The rare Symposium to proclaim

Which orown'd th' Athenian's social name;
Or how ASPASIA's parties shone,
The first Bas-bleu at Athens known ;
Where SOCRATES unbonding sat,
With ALCIBIADEs in chat;

And PERICLES Vouchsafed to mix

Where point, and turn, and equivoque Taste, wit, and mirth, with politics.

Distorted every word they spoke! Nor need I stop my tale to show,

All so intolerably bright, At least to readers such as you,

Plain Common Sense was put to flight; How all that Rome esteem'd polite,

Each speaker, so ingenious ever, Supp'd with LUCULLUS every night;

'Twas tiresome to be quite so clever ; LUCULLUS, who, from Pontus come,

There twisted Wit forgot to please, Brought conquests, and brought cherries home. And Mood and Figure banish'd ease; Name but the suppers in th' Apollo,

No votive altar smok'd to thee, What classics images will follow !

Chaste queen, divine Simplicity! How wit flew round, while each might take

But forc'd Conceit, which ever fails, Conchylia from the Lucrine lake;

And stiff Antithesis prevails • And Attic salt; and Garum sauce,

Uneasy Rivalry destroys And lettuce from the isle of Cos;

Society's unlaboured joys : The first and last from Greece transplanted,

NATURE, of stilts and fetters tir'd, Us'd here because the rhyme I wanted : Impatient from the wits retir'd, How

Long time the exile, houseless stray'd And phennicopters stood neglected.

'Till SEVIGNE receiv'd the maid. To laugh at Scipio's lucky hit,

Though here she comes to bless our isle, Pompey's bon.mot, or Cæsar's wit!

Not universal is her smile. Intemperance, listning to the tale,

Muse! snatch the lyre which CAMBRIDGE strung, Forgot the mullet growing* stale ;

When he the empty ball-room sung ; And Admiration balanc'd, hung

'Tis tun'd above thy pitch, I doubt, 'Twixt PEACOCKS' brains, and TULLY's tongue.

And thou no music would'st draw out; I shall not stop to dwell on these,

Yet, in a lower note, presume But be as epic as I please,

To sing the full dull drawing room. And plunge at once in medias res

Where the dire circle keeps its station, To prove the privilege I plead,

Each common phrase is an oration; I'll quote from Greek I cannot read;

And cracking fans, and whisp'ring misses, Stunn'd by Authority, you yield,

Compose their conversation blisses. And I, not Reason, keep the field.

The inatron marks the goodly show, Long was Society o'er-run

While the tall daughter eyes the beauBy Whist, that desolating Hun;

The frigid beau! ah! luckless fair, Long did Quadrille despotic sit,

'Tis not for you that studied air ; That vandal of colloquial Wit:

Ah! not for you that sidelong glance, And conversation's setting light

And all that charming nonchalance ; Lay half-obscur'd in Gothic night;

Ah; not for you the three long hours At length the mental shades decline,

He worship'd the cosmetic powers ;' Colloquial Wit begins to shine;

That finish'd head which breathes perfume,

And kills the nerves of half the room ;
Genius prevails, and Conversation
Emerges into Reformation.

And all the murders meant to lie
The vanquish'd triple crown to you,

In that large, languishing, gray eye; BOSCAwEx sage, bright MONTAGU,

Desist ;-less wild th' attempt would be, Divided, fell ;- your cares in haste

To warm the snows of Rhodope : Rescued the ravag'd realms of Taste ;

Too cold to feel, too proud to feign, And LYTTLETON's accomplished name,

For him you're wise and fair in vain; And witty PULTNEY shar'd the fame;

In vain to charm him you intend, The men, not bound by pedant rules,

Self is his object, aim, and end. Nor ladiest Precieuses ridicules ;

Chill shade of that affected peer, For polish'd WALPOLE show'd the way,

Who dreaded mirth, come safely here! How wits may be both learn'd and gay;

For here no vulgar joy effaces And Carter taught the female train,

Thy rage for polish, ton, and graces. The deeply wise are never vain;

Cold Ceremony's leaden hand, And she whom SHAKSPEARE's wrongs redrest,

Waves o'er the room her poppy wand; Prov'd that the brightest are the best.

Arrives the stranger; every gurst This just deduction still they drew,

Conspires to torture the distrest : And well they practis'd what they knew; At once they rise-so have I seenNor taste, nor wit, deserves applause,

You guess the similie I mean, Uuless still true to critic laws;

Take what comparison you please, Good sense, of faculties the best,

The crowded streets, the swarming bees,
Inspire and regulate the rest,

The pebbles on the shore that lie,
O! how unlike the wit that fell,
RAMBOUILLET !I at thy quaint hotel ;

The late earl of Mansfield told the author that when he was ainbassador at Paris, he was assured that it had

not been unusual for those persons of a purer taste who * Seneca says, that in his time the Romans were are frequented these assemblies, to come out from their sorived at such a pitch of luxury, that the mullet was rec- ciety so weary of wit and laboured ingenuity, that they koned stale which did not die in the hands of the guest. used to express the comfort they felt in their emancipa. † See Moliere's comedy.

tion, by saying, Allons! faisons des so lecismes !" I The society at the hotel de Rambouillct, though

* These grave and formal parties now scarcely exist, composed of the most polite and ingenious persons in having been swallowed up in the reigning multitudi France, was much tainted with affectation and false' nous assemblies. taste. See Voiture, Menage, &c,

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