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On Barber's Pole a Peruke they display
O could the modest Mufe but dare aspire
Nor yet unmindful to defend the Doors
Within the Gates close-bolted, lock'd, and barr'd,
From Newgate Market came the bloody Bands, 55 With Marrow-bones and Cleavers in their Hands, Fram'd to split Skulls, and deal destructive Knocks, To fell a Doctor, or to fell an Ox;
N O T E S.
To emulate one Spark of Homer's Fire,
In the fourth Book of Homer's Iliad is a List of the
Clumsy Tunbelly, Doctor -
V. 55. From Newgate Market came the bloody Bands,
Newgate Market is contiguous to Warwick Lane. The Butchers are therefore called (in V.50.) neighb'ring Butchers.
Fit Instruments to quash a Foe, then ring
No Wonder Butchers should Physicians aid;
Nor yet on these alone the Dons rely, 65 But they prepare a maik’d Artillery. A Water-Engine, charg'd with beastly Gore, Stands ready on the Foe its Filch to pour. And what than this can cast a greater Dread, Design'd to change the sable Coat to red?
70 To save their Cloaths e'en Surgeons step aside, When from the Puncture spouts the crimson Tide.
Thou too, dread Officer, of fov'reign Pow'r, Thou Tyrant-Monarch of the midnight Hour, (If haply, when thou tread'st thy watchful Round, 75 Some kind-inviting vagrant Nymph be found ;) Hight Constable, wast there;---Thy magic Staff, With royal Standard down emblazon'd half ;
N O T E S.
V. 59. Fit Instruments to quas a Foe, then ring
A Pealof Triumph,ding dong, ding dong, ding. In the Ode on St. Cæciliu's Doy, adapted to the ar:cient British Mulick, is the following AIR.
Hark, how the banging Marrow-bones
Make clanging Cleavers ring,
Ding dong, ding dong,
In long-prolonged Tones,
Ensign of Might, to make wild Uproar cease,
7 Ithout, th' enrag'd Licentiato waits,
’ Striving to force a Passage through the Gates; In vain he strives ; --- then drooping with Despair, To Venus he addrest his humble Pray'r.
"O Goddess ! If thy Vot'ries own my Skill, 5 If they approve my Lotion, or my Pill ;• If Rock, or Flugger, boast a fairer Name; « If Drury, and The Garden, found my Fame; • If many a Mother, that would pass for Maid, 6 In Secret calls for my obstetric Aid ; • If, to prevent th' affected Sneer of Prude,
My Juice of Scan the Shame preclude ;
Richard Rock, a very noted Practitioner. We have not been able to learn the Import of those two significant Letters, M. L. which constantly accompany his Name.
Flugger. Dr. Flugger, no less noted, but not of so long Standing. V. 8. If Drury, and The Garden, found my Fame.
Drury Lane, of ancient Renown. Covent Garden is emphatically stiled The Garden, as the principal Singers in the Opera are called The Guarducci, The Lovatini, &c. V. 12. My Juice of Scan the Shame preclude.
Doctor Mead, in his Essay on Poison, says, :I had once in my Possession, given me by an inge
< lf with my Drops I rouse th' enervate Rake,
The Goddess heard, and, haft’ning to her Spouse,
To Earth the God descending stood confest 25
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cnious Chemist, a clear Liquor, which though pon« derous, was fo volatile, that it would all fly away
in the open Air, without being heated ; and so * corrohve, that a Glass Stopple of the Bottle, which 5 contained it, was in a short Time eroded, that
it could never be taken out. The Fume of it was • fo thin, that if a Candle was set at fome Distance « from the Bottle, upon a Tahle, the Heat would « direct its Course that Way ; so that it might be < poisonous to any one that sat near to the Light, and * to no-body elfe. I know (adds the Doctor) the
Con position of this Stygian Spirit ; but it is better o that the World should not be instructed in fuch Arts of * Death.
For the fame Reafon the Author, as, a Lover of bis King and Country, and confequently a Friend to Population, chufes not to print the Word Sa full Length
A maffy Hammer in his Hand he held, Which scarce two Men of modern Strength could weild.
30 With this advancing, at one pond'rous Stroke, Forthwith th' inhospitable Bars he broke : Then to next Alehouse did his Godship steer, To quaff the earthly Nectar of Butt Beer.
Soon as he saw the Gates wide open stand, 35 In rush'd Licentiato with his Band ; Through Constables, through Butchers onward prest To Fuming Chamber, an unwelcome Guest;
Where, NOTES V. 29. A mally Hammer in his Hand he held, Which
scarce two Men of modern Strength could weild.
A pond'rous Stone bold Hector heav'd to throw, Pointed above, and rough and gross below; Not two strong Menth'enormous Weight could raise, Such Men as live in these degenerate Days.
Pope's Homer, B. XII. V. 33. Then to next Alehorse did his Godship steer,
To quaf the earthly Nectar of Butt Beer. In Justice to the honest Landlord that keeps the House, and the worthy Alderman that serves it, we think ourselves obliged to acquaint all true Lovers of Entire Butt, that they will be sure to meet with an excellent Tankard of it at the Three Jolly Butchers, the Corner of Warwick-Court.
The Author ingeniously acknowledges, that some of the best Lines (if any may be called fo) in his Poem, are owing to the Inspiration of this excellent Liquor. V. 38. To Fuming Chamber, Vulgarly called, Smoaking Room.