While thus we refolv'd, and the pafty delay'd, Wak'd Priam in drawing his curtains by night. 110 But we quickly found out, for who could mistake her? That she came with some terrible news from the baker : And fo it fell out, for that negligent floven, 115 Had shut out the pasty on fhutting his oven. 120 THE wretch condemn'd with life to part, Still, ftill on hope relies; And ev'ry pang that rends the heart, Bids expectation rife. Hope, like the glimm'ring taper's light, Adorns and chears the way; SON G. Memory! thou fond deceiver, To former joys, recurring ever, And turning all the paft to pain; Thou, like the world, th' oppreft oppreffing, THE CLOWN's JOHN REPLY. OHN TROT was defired by two witty peers To tell them the reason why affes had ears? 'An't please you,' quoth John, 'I'm not given to letters, Nor dare I prétend to know more than my betters; Howe'er from this time I fhall ne'er fee your graces, As I hope to be faved ! without thinking on affes.' Edinburgh, 1753. EPITAPH ON EDWARD PURDON.* HERE lies poor NED PURDON, from mifery freed, Who long was a bookfeller's hack; He led fuch a damnable life in this world, I don't think he'll wish to come back. *This gentleman was educated at Trinity College, Dublin; but having wafted his patrimony, he enlifted as a foot foldier. Growing tired of that employment, he obtained his discharge, and became a fcribbler in the newfpapers. He tranflated Voltaire's Henriade. A NEL EGY ON, THE GLORY OF HER SEX, MRS. MARY BLAIZE. GOOD people all, with one accord, Lament for madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word- She trove the neighbourhood to please, At church, in filks and fatins new, But now her wealth and finery fled, The doctors found, when she was dead, Her laft diforder mortal. Let us lament, in forrow fore, For Kent-ftreet well may fay, That had fhe liv'd a twelvemonth more, She had not dy'd to-day. Dr. GOLDSMITH and fome of his friends occafionally dined at the St. James's coffee-houfe. -One day it was propofed to write epitaphs on him. His country, dialect, and perfon, furnished fubjects of witticism. He was called on for RETALIATION, and at their next meeting, produced the following Poem. AFTER THE AUTHOR'S DEATH. OF old, when Scarron his companions invited, Each gueft brought his dith, and the feaft was united; If * our landlord supplies us with beef and with fish, Let each guest bring himfelf, and he brings the beft difh; Our dean fhall be venifon, juft fresh from the plains; 5 Our Burke fhall be tongue, with a garnish of brains; *The master of the St. James's coffee-house, where the doctor, and the friends he has characterized in this poem, occafion. ally dined. Dr. Barnard, dean of Derry in Ireland. Mr. Edmund Burke, member for Wendover, and one of the greatest orators in this kingdom. |