V. Incompetent my song to raise That by thy motion proper (No thanks to wind, or sail, or working rill) That were begrimed before, as clean and sweet Into thy hopper. All reformation short of thee but nonsense is, VI. Compared with thee, What are the labours of that Jumping Sect, Which feeble laws connive at rather than respect? Thou dost not bump, Or jump, But walk men into virtue; betwixt crime Instructing with discretion demi-reps How to direct their steps. VII. Thou best Philosopher made out of wood! Where sate the Cynic cub, With nothing in his bosom sympathetic; But from those groves derived, I deem, Where Plato nursed his dream Of immortality; Seeing that clearly Thy system all is merely Peripatetic. Thou to thy pupils dost such lessons give Of how to live With temperance, sobriety, morality (A new art), That from thy school, by force of virtuous deeds, Each Tyro now proceeds A "Walking Stewart !" EPICEDIUM. GOING OR GONE. I. FINE merry franions, My days are ev'n banyans Or is laying on ye. II. There's rich Kitty Wheatley, That took me completely, She sleeps in the Kirk House; And poor Polly Perkin, Whose dad was still firking The jolly ale firkin, She's gone to the Work-house: III. Fine Gard'ner, Ben Carter (In ten counties no smarter), Has ta'en his departure For Proserpine's orchards; And Lily, postilion, That fill up the churchyards; IV. And, lusty as Dido, V. And gallant Tom Dockwra, Whose honest grasp of hand VI. Roger de Coverley Not more good man than he Yet has he equally Push'd for Cocytus, With drivelling Worral, And wicked old Dorrell, 'Gainst whom I've a quarrel, Whose end might affright us!— VII. Kindly hearts have I known; Kindly hearts, they are flown; Here and there if but one Imbecile tottering elves, Soon to be wreck'd on shelves, These scarce are half themselves, With age and care crazed. VIII. But this day Fanny Hutton She died, as the dunce died: And prim Betsy Chambers, No longer remembers Things as she once did; IX. And prudent Miss Wither Nor I well, nor you know; And flaunting Miss Waller, That soon must befall her, Whence none can recall her, Though proud once as Juno! THE WIFE'S TRIAL; OR, THE INTRUDING WIDOW. A Dramatic Poem, Founded on Mr. Crabbe's Tale of the "Confidant." CHARACTERS. MR. SELBY, a Wiltshire Gentleman. KATHERINE, Wife to Selby. LUCY, Sister to Selby. MRS. FRAMPTON, a Widow. SCENO. At MR. SELBY'S House, or in the Grounds adjacent. SCENE. A Library. MR. SELBY, KATHERINE. As fairly yours as mine: 'twas this I thought Kath. In friendship's barter The riches we exchange should hold some level, |