- Desire of Country Gentlemen for Town Associations - Bookclubs Too much of literary Character expected from them Literary Conversation prevented: by Feasting: by Cards — Good, notwithstanding, results-Card-club with Eagerness resorted to - Players — Umpires at the Whist Table - Petulances of Temper there discovered - Free-and-easy Club: not perfectly easy or free Freedom, how interrupted The superior Member - Termination of the Evening Drinking and Smoking Clubs The Midnight Conversation of the delaying Members-Society of the poorer Inhabitants : its Use: gives Pride and Consequence to the humble ChaSailor - Pleasant Habitations of the frugal Poorreturning to his Family-Freemasons' Club -The Mystery What its Origin Its professed Advantages- Griggs and Gregorians A Kind of Masons-Reflections on these various Societies. racter 171 THE BOROUGH. LETTER X. CLUBS AND SOCIAL MEETINGS. ; You say you envy in your calm retreat If thus your envy gives your ease its gloom, Give wings to fancy, and among us come. We're now assembled; you may soon attend. I'll introduce you- "Gentlemen, my friend.” "Now are you happy? you have pass'd a night "In gay discourse, and rational delight.” "Alas! not so: for how can mortals think, "Or thoughts exchange, if thus they eat and drink? "No! I confess, when we had fairly dined, "That was no time for intercourse of mind; "There was each dish prepared with skill t'invite, "And to detain the struggling appetite; "On such occasions minds with one consent "Are to the comforts of the body lent; "There was no pause the wine went quickly round, "Till struggling Fancy was by Bacchus bound; "Wine is to wit as water thrown on fire, "By duly sprinkling both are raised the higher; "Thus largely dealt, the vivid blaze they choke, "And all the genial flame goes off in smoke." "But when no more your boards these loads contain, "When wine no more o'erwhelms the labouring brain, "But serves, a gentle stimulus; we know But our attractions are a stronger sort, The earliest dainties and the oldest port; All enter then with glee in every look, And not a member thinks about a book. Still, let me own, there are some vacant hours, When minds might work, and men exert their powers: Ere wine to folly spurs the giddy guest, We might-but who a tame discourse regards, Our public cares, the long, the warm debate, That kept our patriots from their beds so late; War, peace, invasion, all we hope or dread, Vanish like dreams when men forsake their bed; And groaning nations and contending kings Are all forgotten for these painted things: Paper and paste, vile figures and poor spots, Level all minds, philosophers and sots; And give an equal spirit, pause, and force, Join'd with peculiar diction, to discourse: "Who deals?—you led-we're three by cards had you "Honour in hand?". "Upon my honour, two." Hour after hour, men thus contending sit, Grave without sense, and pointed without wit. Thus it appears these envied Clubs possess Yet there's a good that flows from scenes like these→→ When much he speaks, he finds that ears are closed, And claim, in turn, the favour they bestow. No pleasure gives the speech, when all would And all in vain a civil hearer seek. [speak, To chance alone we owe the free discourse, Men to their Clubs repair, themselves to please, |