God will not lay their culps to my charge.

To be ing, and wear a crown, is more glorious to them that fee it, than it's pleasant to them that bear it for myself, I never was fo much inticed with the glorious name of a king, or the royal authority of a queen, as delighted that God hath made me his inftrument to maintain his truth and glory, and to defend his kingdom from difhonour, damage, tyranny, and oppreffion. But fhould I afcribe any of thofe things to my felf, or my fexly weakness, I were not worthy to live, and of all moft unworthy of the mercies I have received at God's hands; but to God only and wholly all is given

and afcribed.

"The cares and troubles of a crown I cannot more fitly refemble than to the drugs of a learned physician, perfumed with fome aromatic favour, or to little pills gilded over, by which they are made more acceptible, or lefs offencive, which indeed are bitter and unpalatable to take; and for my own part, were it not for confcience fake, to discharge the duty that God hath laid upon me, and to maintain his glory, and keep you in fafety, in mine own difpofition I fhould be willing to refign the place I hold to any other, and glad to be freed of the glory with the labours; for it is not my defire to live nor to reign longer than my life and reign thall be for your good. And tho' you have had, and may have many mightier and wifer princes, fitting in this feat, yet you never had, nor fhall have any that will love you better.

"Thus, Mr. Speaker, I commend me to your loyal loves, and yours to my beft care and your farther councils; and I pray you, Mr. Controuler, and Mr. Secretary, and you of my council, that before thefe gentlemen depart into their countrys, you bring them all to kiss my hands."

Memoirs of the celebrated Miss Fleetwood.

patch this character with a bare recital of a few of the moft confpicuous circumftances of her life.

Mifs Fleetwood (as fhe is now ftiled) is the daughter of a clergyman of the established church, in South Wales. She received an education suitable to her birth and profpects in life (for tradition fays her mother was defcended from an honotable house) and as the advanced towards maturity, being a girl of an elegant fize, and her features both firiking and alluring, fhe had many fuitors adapted to her limited file of life; but ftill as fhe arrived nearer to maturity, her pride (prefuming on those alliances which the vainly hoped, and had profpects of forming on the part of her mother) preventing their making any impreffion on her heart; nor is it to be admired, fince the most exalted station of the best of her fuitors was that of curate to the good old rector. Her father's death left her at only feventeen years old an inexperienced female, with the foibles incident to her fex; and therefore it is no way fingular to prefume, that after the fhew and parade, ufual on fuch folemn occafions, was blown over, mifs was courted to be prefent at this and that party; and floated, in the great fea of diffipation in which the was a strict obferver of party and pleasure, without the conduct or reftraint neceffary on those occafions. She vifited and was vifited by the relations of her mother; and to thefe vifits (howbeit fhe might have a natural bent) the owed that ruin which followed foon after. Her fentiments of restraint and frugality, becoming a parfon's daughter, were neglected; and in their ftead the fubitituted maxims of extravagance, capable only of poisoning the minds of giddy females. As her father's fortune (the poor produce of an infignicant living) which at beft could not fupport the magnificence and fplendor in fuitors decreased; and at length the was which the rolled, daily diminished, her dependant on the bounty of her friends. Here the fatal fcene commenced, and to this period belongs the fad catastrophe which clofed the hated tale! A nobleman (who the author blushes to name!) vifited at her aunt's. This lord made honourable propofals for our ElizabethHonourable did I say.? Yes, he courted her under the mafk of an honourable love, and in a difhonourable hour he deceived and ruined her; neceffity then compelled her to comply with gratifying a man who had been dear, because he fhould be hateful to her-what can or

could

The Happy Lover.

Namel'd meads, nor thady bow'rs,

E fragrant of

Nor filent dales, nor verdant hills,
Nor cooling streams, nor purling rills;
Not half the pleasure can bestow
On mortals dwelling here below,
As does the fair that has my heart,
On me, her doating swain, impart :
Extatic raptures fill my foul,
And in fweet fucceffion roll;
When in my fond encircling arms,
I clafp my fair in all her charms,
On her dear lips rich nectar flow,
On them Love's fires inceffant glow;
Refulgent beauty's in her eyes,
Spread o'er her breaft the lilly lies;
Upon her cheeks the damask rofe,
Its chiefeft beauties does disclose;
She's witty, affable, and free;
What mortal is so bleft as me?
Abbey-ftreet,

I.

B.

The Remonftrance; or defponding Lover.

TH

THE crimson curtains of the morn,
Scarce in the east were hung;
When Belvidere, by love forlorn,
Thus lamentably fung:

In vain the gentle spring returns;
The vi'let blows in vain,
Since unrelenting Delia fpurns
My love, with cold difdain.

If pity can't your anger quell,

Yet, let the feason prove
The happy means, thy heart to fwell
With tenderness and love.

See how by Sol's enlivening beams,
The winter fnows are fled;
And gently roll, in lucid ftreams,
Thro' the reviving mead.

See! how the wanton zephyrs play,
Amidst the fragrant bow'rs,
Extorting kiffes, as they ftray,
From the expanding flow'rs.

Sweet anthems, now the tuneful throng,
In love-wrought numbers sing,
While, in an extacy of fong,
They hail returning spring.

See nature all, my charming fair!
Relenting into joy;

Ah! why then, to an heart fincere
So fcrupulous and coy?

Short is the fpring-thort fummer's reign
And fhort dull autumn's pow'rs;
But when bleak winter rules the plain,
More tedious roll the hours.

Our fpring of life, in pleasure's domes,
As fwiftly paffes by;
And when our jolly fummer comes,
As swiftly will it fly.

But ah! (my Delia, this retain
And more fubmiffive grow)
When winter clouds our days;-again
No vernal breezes blow!

Lo! while I fpeak, time's on the wing,
And ev'ry moment takes,

By unobferved ftealth, fomething
From off thy rofy cheeks.

When nature, fortune, beauty, prime,
And equal age invite;

In Hymen's ties, fure now's the time
To happily unite?

Then come, no longer haughty ftand,
My joy! my foul! my life!
But frankly yield thy lovely hand,
And blefs me as a wife.

And while the pale rake in disease meets

his doom. [loom, Content throws her crimson on us at the

The sword and the scales of ftrict justice we bear, [the fquare; And, like good Free-Masons, ftill act on In our fouls no mean paffions shall ever find room, [loom For honour and honefty wait on the Though wickednefs reigns in camp, council and hall,

"Tis foolish, I'm fure, to be wicked at all: Mind this, all ye folks, from the Glib to the Comb,

And be merry and wife like the lads of the loom.

NOTE.

Fofter'd the op'ning bud, and rear'd its head,

Made it take root, and all its branches fpread.

The

The Graces. A Poetical Epifile. From a Gentleman to his Son,

PRIDE

RIDE of my youth, and Comfort of my age!

To thee I confecrate this useful page. Vers'd in the nicest arts of human kind, To thee thy Parent pours forth all his mind;

charge,

And be it thine to treasure in thy heart
The grand arcana, which I now impart.
As Health derives its most important
[large,
More from the fmaller veffels than the
On small events fo man's fuccefs depends,
By these alone he gains the greatest ends:
And as he keeps this maxim, or forfakes,
A Trifle mars him, or a Trifle makes.
Court then the Graces, court! as I
have done;
[Son.
This rule adopt, or quit the name of
This I will hallow conftant in thy ear,
As loud as Hotspur hollow'd Mortimer:
I would not keep a cat, or feed a bird,
That pip'd ungraceful, or ungraceful
purr'd

Let flrict attention all your acts direct, It wins Applaufe, as it denotes Respect. Obferve it in the moft minute degree, As well when out of, as in company. Obferve it even in the SHRINE OFEASE, An error there the GODDESS may difplease.

Learn what materials will your purpose fit,

And next enquire the Quantum fufficit; That quantum then in even folds difpofe, And wipe as cleanly, as you'd wipe your Nose,

In ev'ry circumftance, in ev'ry place, The eafe of Nature asks the ease of Grace, What pity 'tis! a Gentleman can't fend, This vulgar deed his Proxy to attend. Tis quite beneath the dignity of man, So prithee, Child! avoid it-if you can; But if it prove an irksome, windy war, And naught, but vent, can terminate

the jar;

Diftinct and Graceful, let th' explosion found, [found. And fill with harmony the fweet proNOTE.

*The graceful manner of speaking is particularly what I fhall always hollow in your ear, as Hotspur hollow'd Mortimer to Henry the fourth, and like him, I have aimed to have a ftarling taught to fay, "Speak diftinctly and gracefully," and send him you to replace your lofs of the unfortunate Matzell, who by the way, I am told, fpoke his language diftinctly and gracefully.

Lord Chesterfield's Letters, p. 273, 8vo. Vol. I.

May, 1775.

But what of that! he might have still retail'd [vail'd; Inglorious Fees, had not his form preHis gracious form, by Nature fram'd to please,

Which robs ANTINOUS of half his eafe. To Phyfic now-that claims the second place. [has the Grace; SCHOMBERG has fkill, but PRINGLE And yet-but how I know not-1 protest, THAT Schomberg's univerfally careft Hated perhaps-for taking NATURE'S part

By none, but the Profeffors of the ART. Tho' BROMFIELD operates as quick as thought, [at nought, His Fame and Judgment would be fet Did not the sweetness of his foft Address, That graceful mode he carves with, more or lefs,

Conduce to fave his happy patient's life, And make him look with pleasure at his knife.

Thus with Divines. The multitude carefs The Preacher of the most expert Address. NOTE.

* I must repeat it to you over and over again, that with all the knowledge which you may have at prefent, or hereafter acquire, and with all the merit that ever man had, if you have not a graceful addrefs, &c. you will be nobody. Page 454, ift Vol.

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