On Tully's name, and fhook his crimson fteel,
And bade the father of his country hail!

For lo! the tyrant proftrate in the dust,
And Rome again is free!

The cafe of monarchy is oppofite, by which fortitude in the growth is contracted to the humble dwarf; and genius in the bud transplanted to the quick-fet row, and lopped day after day; by which the bad are cherished, and the good fufpected and oppreffed; by which the multitude are numbered to Cappa▾ dorian patience-are allowed only inert life, that they may Qumber in fervile walks, and never dream of rifing to their mafters.

7

FROM days of yore, a wig I wore,

Which neatly powder'd pleas'd me;
I bore no blame, nor for the fame

Did ftatefmen tax or teize me:
But now alas! 'tis come to pafs,
How great our confternation!
That powder'd Hair and wigs we wear,
Are fubjects of taxation.

No ftatefman yet till heaven-born PITT,
Hath ever feem'd to mind them;

But he to grains would tax our Brains
If he knew where to find them;

But not a hair of mine fhall bear

This grievous impofition,

Tho' PITT fhould bounce, DUNDAS fhould flounce,

And REEVES fhould cry-SEDITION!

My

My grizzle wig I bought of Trigg,
(Unpowder'd, who could bear it?)
I told my wife-nor thought of strife,
Now tax'd I would not wear it.
My dear faid she, be rul'd by me,
And be not fuch a ninny,

'Tis to fupport the war and court;
Poh! never mind a guinea.

All men of fenfe have confidence
That PITT will well apply it.

In my reply, my dear faid I,
Excuse me, I deny it.

And as on him, so prone to trim,
I can have no reliance;

I'll deck my knob, in a brown bob,
And bid his tax defiance.

My fervant John-a muckle men,
Detefting this taxation;

Told Nell and Sue, my fervants too,
What his determination :

When each agreed, with equal speed,
(Though of white heads none prouder)
To fhew their fenfe and fave their pence
By fcratching out their powder.

Says Nell to Sue, this taxing crew
Determin'd are to grieve us;

They tax us fo from top to toe,

A fhilling they'll not leave us;

But Sue d'ye fee, since we agree

To cleanse our heads and oil them, And powder'd hair no more to wear,

In this we're fure to foil them.

O could

1

O could I get that deep one PITT
But once within my clutches!
I'd tweak his nofe, and stamp his toes,
My indignation fuch is;
At master's pond I should be fond

This tax his teeth to twit in,

And duck him there till wild he ftare,
As any half drown'd kitten!

Said Sufan, I my strength would try
To keep him in the water,

Till almost spent he fhould consent

To cease from blood and flaughter:
For 'tis as true as my name's SUE,
We ne'er fhall be defended
From harpies claws, and hungry jaws,
Until the WAR is ended.

Says John 'tis plain, the youth's infane;
To Bedlam let us take him,

Where if he rave, men ftout and brave
Will quickly quiet make him.
In DOCTORS care we'll leave him there,
Who mind not mad pretences,
Till thav'd his head and daily bled,
They bring him to his fenfes.

Diverted at this nouvelle chat,
I burst into a laughter;
Away ran Nell, and John as well,
And Sufan quickly after;

But not deter'd they kept their word

No heads are cleans'd compleater;

And now they wear their nut brown hair,
No mortal can look neater.

न

No. 22.

THE PHILANTHROPIST.

MONDAY, AUGUST 24, 1795.

LONDON:

Printed for and fold by DANIEL ISAAC EATON, Printer and Bookfeller to the Supreme Majefty of the People, at the Cock and SWINE, No. 74, Newgate street.

1795.

PRICE ONE PENNY.

To the EDITOR of the PHILANTHROPIST.

CITIZEN,

Excufe my apparent neglect, in omitting to fend fooner the fol lowing continuation. Unacquainted with the publication of THE PHILANTHROPIST, I did not know that the former part, had in it made its appearance. The public and yourself will, 1 truft, accept the apology of one, who is ready to facrifice his life, in the fervice of his fellow citizens, and who ftiles himself with fincerity,

A REPUBLICAN FROM PRINCIPLE.

(Continued from No. 5.)

THE fubject of the former piece was, the dreadful effects of the present war. I fhall now endeavour to point out fome of its causes.

Offenfive war must be in every inftance criminal, and is in the highest degree unnatural. If we examine the perfon of man, we shall not find him poffeffed of the warlike tusks of the

Boar,

men.

( 2 )

Boar, or the murderous claws of the Lion. Nature never defigned him to butcher his fellow-creatures; and those who delight in fuch actions, are more nearly allied to brutes than Nor fhall we find bloodfhed and deftruction congenial to those virtues of the foul, which even vice refpects. We must therefore conclude, that as war is contrary to virtue and nature, it must proceed from their oppofites; principles at once vicious, and unnatural.

The prefent war was undertaken to deftroy French principles, to fubdue or exterminate thirty-fix millions of people, to aggrandize French poffeffions; and to make this an enflaved country.

Truth needs not the fword to support it. On its own basis it ftands firm and immoveable; and muft in the end univerfally prevail. Error depends wholly on violence or vice. It requires the arm of power to be exerted in its defence; but it muft yield to the force of truth, and by it will be finally exterminated. Thus it is with the present fyftem of our government, compared with that of France; the one is a juggling fcheme of the adminiftrating powers, to deceive, impoverish the people, and enrich themselves; the other founded on the broad basis of the Rights of Man, contributes to the general welfare of the community. In this the whole nation governs itself (if I may use the expreffion). In that the government is vested in the hands of a few, who act independantly of the reftThis has required all the influence of furrounding defpots to uphold, that has preferved itself amidst the misrepresentations and millitary force of all the fatellites of tyrants. It is not extraordinary that the principles of the French government found a ready reception in the breafts of all lovers of truth, in this country. They fpread with an astonishing rapidity. As the minds of the people began to be enlightened, the tricks of state jugglers could be no longer kept concealed; and, like the idolatrous inhabitants of Ephefus, when they conceived their reli gion to be in danger, cried out-great is Diana of the Ephefians; and inftantly fell on the oppofers of her worship. So

the