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ENGLISH POET S.

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POEMS OF CHARLES CHURCHIL L.

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The town divided, each runs sev'ral ways,

As paflion, humour, int’rest, party sways. R 0 SC I A D.

Things of no moment, colour of the hair,

Shape of a leg, complexion brown or fiir, OSCIL'S deceas'd, each high aspiring play's A dress well choren, or a patch misplac'd,

Push'd all his int’rett for the vacant chai:. Conciliate favour', or create distaste. The bulkin'd heroes of the mimic ftage

From galleries loud peals of laughter roll, No longer whinc in love, and rant in rage ;

And thunder Shuter's praises--he's so droll. The monarch quits his throne, and condescends Embox'd, the ladies must have something (m.rt, Humbly to court the favour or his friends :

Palmer! Oh! Palmer tops the janty part. For pity's íske tells undeserv'd mishaps,

Seated in pit, the dwarf, with aching eyes, And, their applause to gain, recounts his claps. Looks up, and vows that Barry's out of size; Thus the victorious chiefs of ancient Rome,

Whilst to fix feet the vig'rous stripling growi), To win the mob, a suppliant's form assume,

Declares that Garrick is another Coan. In pompous train fight o'er th' extinguith'd war, When place of judgment is by whim Supply'd, And thew where honour bled in ev'ry scar.

And our opinions have their rise in pride ; But though bare merit might in Rome appear When, in discoursing on each mimic elf, The ftrongert plea for favour 'tis not here;

We praise and centure with an eye to self; We form our judgment in another w.y ;

All must mcet friends, and Ackman bids as fair And they will beit succeed, who best can pay : In such a court, as Garrick, for the chair. Those, who would gain the votes of British tribes, At length agreed, all squabbles to decide, Must add to force of merit, force of bribes. Py some one judge, the cause was to be try'd; What can an actor give ? in ev'ry age

But this their squabbles cit afresh renew, Calh hath been rudely banith'd from the stage ; Who should be judge in such a trial : Who? Monarchs themselves, to grief of ev'ry play'r, For Johnson fume, but Johnson, it was fear'd, Appear as often as their image there :

Would be too grave ; and Sterne too gay appear'd : They can't, like candidate for other feat,

Others for Francklin voted ; but 'twas known, Pour seas of wine, and mountains raise of meat. He ficken'd at all triumphs but his own : Wine ! they could bribe you with the world as soon, For Colman many, but the peevill tongue And of roast beef, they only know the tune : of prudent Age found out that he was young : But what they have they give, could Clive do more, For Murphy some pilf ring wits declar'd, Though for each million he had brought home four ? Whilft Folly clapp d her hands, and Wisdom ftr'de Shuter keeps open house at Southwark fair,

To mischicf train'd, e'en from his mother's womb, And hopes the friends of humour will be there ; Grown old in fraud, thu’yet in manhood's bloom, In Smithfield, Yates prepares the rival treat Adopting arts, by which gay villains rise, For those who laughter love, instead of meat; And reach the heights which honelt men despise ; Foote, at Old House, for even Foote will be, Mute at the bar, and in che senate loud, In felf-conceit, an actor, bribes with tea;

Dull 'mongst the dullest, proudest of the proud ; Which Wilkinson at second-hand receives,

A pert, prim, prater of the northern race, And at the New, pours water on the leaves. Guilt in his heart, and famine in his face, VOL. VIII.

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