humour,-Comus all allows; dice, music, or your neighbour's spouse. us, yc starving sons of trade! uin, which ourselves have made: unshine Fortune's minions bask, Poverty, except "en masque," e night some lately titled ass beggar which his grandsire was. dropped, the gay Burletta o'er, e take their turn upon the floor; he room the circling dow'gers sweep, - waltz the thin-clad daughters leap: 640 ch new systems, or be taught: ungster, just returned from Spain, or calls the rattling main; set, and seven's the nick, sand on the coming trick! existence 'gins to tire, or wish is to expire, + I knew th him presiding on Wednesday that remained gallant and st such Britons 1 cause; for ha which he wa by his count but menials o'er the bed of death, ed wounds, or watch thy wavering breath; y liars, and forgot by all, ed victim of a drunken brawl, CLODIUS*, and like FALKLAND+ fall. * Mutato nomine de te Fabula narratur. late Lord FALKLAND well. On Sunday night I beheld t his own table, in all the honest pride of hospitality; morning, at three o'clock, I saw stretched before me all of courage, feeling, and a host of passions. He was a cessful officer; his faults were the faults of a sailor, as Il forgive them. He died like a brave man in a better he fallen in like manner on the deck of the frigate to st appointed, his last moments would have been held up en as an example to succeeding heroes. v the right and chuse the wrong, hen Reason's shield is lost through Passion's countless host, of pleasure's flowery way and all have led astray From silly H Why should In broad St. Or (since so my voice, e'en I must feel men destroy the public weal: Censorious friend will say, ter, meddling fool, than they?"680 Rake will smile to see oralist in me. some Bard in virtue strong, ce, shall raise the chastening song, for ever! and my voice ail him and rejoice; HAFIZ* up to simple BowLES, ld we call them from their dark abode, . Giles's, or in Tottenham Road? ome men of fashion nobly dare 690 n verse) from Bond-street or the Square? Eton their harmless lays indite, doomed to shun the public sight, ? in spite of every critic elf, read his stanzas to himself; 1 d be the sentiments of the Persian Anacreon, HAFIZ, om his splendid sepulchre at Sheeraz, where he reposes and SADI, the Oriental HOMER and CATULLUS, and bessumed by one STOTT of DROMORE, the most impudent of literary poachers for the Daily Prints? |