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ENQUIRY.

[The following amatory Lines having been found a.

mong the MSS. of Gray, but bearing no title, I have ventured, for the sake of uniformity in this Volume, to prefix the above. The Lines themselves will be found in a Note in the second volume of Warton's Edition of Pope's Works, lately published.]

WITH Beauty, with Pleasure surrounded, to lan

guish To weep without knowing the cause of my anguish; To start from short slumbers, and wish for the morn

ingTo close my dull eyes when I see it returning; Sighs sudden and frequent, looks ever dejected Words that steal from my tongue, by no meaning con

nected! Ah, say, fellow-swains, how these symptoms befel

me? They smile, but reply not-Sure DELIA CAN TELL

ME!

TOPHET:

AN

EPIGRAM.

(Mr. Etough [53], of Cambridge University, was a

person as remarkable for the eccentricities of his character, as for his personal appearance. A Mr. Tyson, of Bene't College, made an etching of his head, and presented it to Mr. Gray, who wrote under it the following lines :]

THUS Tophet look'd ; so grinn'd the brawling fiend,
Whilst frighted prelates bow'd, and call'd him friend.
Our mother-church, with half-averted sight,
Blush'd as she bless'd her grisly proselyte ;
Hosannas rung thro' Hell's tremendous borders,
And Satan's self had thoughts of taking orders,

[53] Some information respecting this gentleman (who was Rector of Therfield, Herts, and of Colmworth, Bedfordshire) will be found in the Gentleman's Magazine, Vol. LVI. p. 25. 281.

IMPROMPTU,

SUGGESTED BY A VIEW, IN 1766,

OF THE

SEAT AND RUINS OF A DECEASED

NOBLEMAN,

AT KINGSGATE, KENT.

OLD, and abandon’d by each venal friend,

Here H—d form’d the pious resolution To smuggle a few years, and strive to mend

A broken character and constitution.

On this congenial spot he fix'd his choice;

Earl Goodwin trembled for his neighb’ring sand i Here sea-gulls scream, and cormorants rejoice,

And mariners, though shipwreck’d, dread to land. Here reign the blust'ring North and blighting East,

No tree is heard to whisper, bird to sing; Yet Nature could not furnish out the feast,

Art he invokes new horrors still to bring.

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Here mould'ring fanes and battlements arise,

Turrets and arches nodding to their fall,

Unpeopled monast'ries delude our eyes,

And mimic desolation covers all.

« Ah !” said the sighing peer, “had B-te been true,

“ Nor M_'s, R-'s, B_'s friendship vain, “ Far better scenes than these had blest our view,

“ And realiz'd the beauties which we feign.

«« Purg'd by the sword, and purify'd by fire,

“ Then had we seen proud London's hated walls; « Owls would have hooted in St. Peter's choir,

" And foxes stunk and litter'd in St. Paul's."

THE

CANDIDATE;

OR,

THE CAMBRIDGE COURTSHIP.

[This jeu d'esprit was written a short time previous

to the Election of a High Steward of the University of Cambridge, for which Office the Noble Lord al. luded to made an active Canvas.]

WHEN sly Jemmy Twitcher had smugg'd up his

face, With a lick of court white-wash, and pious grimace, A wooing he went, where three sisters of old In harmless society guttle and scold.

Lord ! sister, says Physic to Law, I declare, Such a sheep-biting look, such a pick-pocket air! Not I for the Indies ! -You know I'm no prude, But his name is a shame -and his eyes are so lewd ! Then he shambles and straddles so oddly—I fearNo-at our time of life 'twould be silly, my dear.

I don't know, says Law, but methinks for his look 'Tis just like the picture in Rochester's book ;

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