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"Till now, that a varlet has plac'd on his houlders
The head of a Lord,--to the scorn of behoiders!
Nay, ftill he would wink at the horrid transgression
Of the roles of costume, in the painting profesion,
If he were not afraid, left come infolent noddy
Should--to a LORD's head add the rest of the body.
Fle, therefore, has begg’d, I would take up his cause;
And claim the pro:ection of Justice and laws:
For he iwears that he'd rather be painied a bog,
A crocodile, Inake, Salamander, or frog ;
Or any thing elle, how much ever abhor'd;

Than appear in the form of a pitiful Lord.' A delicate vein of pleasantry runs through this performance : but hard is the fate of him who is the object against whom the alied powers of a Pindar and a G-s are exerted : Peter knocks him down with a fledge hammer; and then comes Monsieur L'Avkat da Diable, and runs him through and through, with a sharp-pointed lance,

As fine as a needle, and keen as a razor." Art. 40.

The Gibraltar Monkies: or, “ The Rights of M20." A Fabie. By Jonathan Slow, D. D. F. R. S. &c. Dedicated, by Permission, to the Right Hon. Edmund Burke. 4to. 1s. 6 Jeffery. 1792.

The author of this political squib has some humour, but much of it is enveloped in obícurity; at least his wit, in several inftances, lies too deep for our penetration : we hardly perceived the drift of his performance, till we arrived at the close of it, where we observed poor Tom Paine to be a principal object of his fatire ;Paine, at whom our ministerial pamphleteers, and news paper wit. lings, are daily aiming their invective and ridicule ;--Paine, who may cry out with Shakespear's fat koighe, “ Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me!

Although we have allowed this fabulist a degree of humour, we cannot much commend his poetry; for even in doggrel verses, in which very odd rhymes are sometimes held excusable, we hardly know how to tolerate fuch forry jinglings as the following; P. 1. Horizontal - Longtail. P. u. Curfe-Fors.

4. Great Firf-Unjuit. 15. Solder-Order.
8. Burit- Luit.

-- 27. Bathe in--Play-thing. The writer who, while he aspires to the name and dignity of a Poet, poffeffes an ear and talte that can be satisfied with fuci shimes as the foregoing, ought to confine his attempts to black verse :- yet we shoold hardly expect much harmony from his productions, in any species of verfification. Art. 41. The Monkies in Red Caps, an old Story; newly infcribed

to the Club of Jacobins: by Timothy Thrum, Esq; Verse-capper to the Affiliated Society at Mother Red-cap’s. 4to. Pp. 23. is. 6d. Debrett. 1792.

Mr. Thrum appears to be no well-wisher to the efforts that have lately been made by the French co establish for themselves à free



pp. 13. Nicol.

conftitution of government; and this publication is a satire on some of their proceedings, particularly on their fancy for wearing red caps, as the fymbol of liberty. He ridicules this flaming exhibi. tion, by a droil fory of a National Afjembly of monkies, in one of the forests of Africa. He is a man of humour; and his tale (though founded on an old joke, of a trick said to have been put on a mischievous monkey, by misleading him to employ his talent at'mimicry in cutting his own chroat,) is laughable; and the poetry is given in a good imjiation of the manner of La Fontaine, &c. Art. 42. An Imitation of the Prayer of Abel. In the Style of Ealtero Poetry. 4to.

1791 A short prayer, or rather pfalm, composed of various scraps of scripture, somewhat altered, printed with a large beautiful type, on a fine paper Neither the citle, nor the motive of the publication, will be very intelligible. The prayer, of which shis is said co be an imitation, may pollibly be found in Gesner's German work, intitled, the Death of Abel, of which this composer may peradventure be an admirer. Art. 43. Semiramis; or, the Shuttle: A Cantata. From the Chro

Dicles for 1792. By Zuinglius Zenogle, Yeoman of the Bulse. 410. pp. 32.

15. 63. Debrett. 1792. It is hard, that with all our pretensions to fagacity, and after having so long studied the art of decyphering, we mould find our? selves fo completely foiled by Mr. Zenogle : such, however, is the fact. We do not understand two connected lines through the whole piece; nor can we gain any farsher information, than that, by Seo miramis, is meant the Empress of Ruffia. Art. 44. A Mock Elegy, in irregular Verle, on the supposed Demise

of P**** P*****, Esq. M. D. 4to. Pp. 50. 25. 6d. Hook. ham.

1792. We do not comprehend the wit of the supposed demise of P. P.' (i. e. Peter Pindar,) who is not only alive now, but was, and can prove himself to bave been alive, when this presumption was formed ; in like manner as Partridge the almanac-maker proved himself to be living, on a somewhat fimilar occasion.

Let us not spend more words on the design of this performance, than the matter is worth. Let the ingenious author enjoy his joke, if any joke there be in his concetto. Let us rather attend to the merit of the poem which is formed on it.-- Merit, did we say? Alas! we had better drop the subject, and call another. Proceed we then with our Catalogue. Art. 45. A Member of Parliament's Review of his first Sefion. In a

Poetical Epistle to his Wife in the Country. By Sir Solomon Gundy, LL. D. F.R.S. F. A. S. R. A. and M.P.!!! 4to. Pp. 32. 15. 68. Ridgway. 1792.

Sir Solomon Gundy, with half the alphabet in his train, does not rise much in our esteem as a writer. We did not, last month, deem very highly of him as a connoisseur in painting. He now seems to hold nearly the same rank as a politician ;---and as a poet, we perceive no improvement in his strains. His verses hobble most Rev. AUG. 1792.



grievously after his model, Simkin, the Welch bard, (who himself is apt to faulter, now and then, in his paces ;) and his sbimes ze sometimes intolerable : for example,

I say,'--' Dominica.'
• Drawn,'-'Warn.'

• Draw,'--' War.'
He does not, however, often ofend so grofsly in this respect.

In politics, this writer is anti-minifterial. On that account, he may rest affured, we do not quarrel with him. Art. 46. A Poem on a Voyage of Discovery, undertaken by a Brother of the Author's, with Sonnets, &c. 4to. Pp. 59. 35. Kearlley. 1792.

A voyage of discovery affords an ample field for poetical imagery and fentinient. The diversified scenes of nature; the variety of beman characters in the different stages of civilization ; the fatal effe&s of political ambition and commercial avarice; the advantages which may be expected from opening new communications with parts of the world hitherio little frequented, or from exploring regions ftill unknown; are fruitfal fubjects of description ;-and the author of this poem has, in no inconsiderable degree, done justice to his copious theme. The ideas, which a liberal philofophy would suggest on the furvey of the world that such a voyage affords, he has expreffed in easy and, for the most part, elegant verse.

The following lines, in honour of the generous but unfortunate Cook, will aford the reader a pleasing idea of this writer's talents:

• Where endlefs (nows on cloud-capt mountains lie,
Rise white in air, and mark a colder iky,
Bold from the waves the Sandwich Illands stand
In clufters circling that disastrous land,
Where ne'er will Europe's generous fons forget
To shed the tears of vain, tho'just, regret,
While virtuous efforts claim the world's applause,
Or merit suffering in the public cause :
Here fell th' ill-faced chief, who strove to save
The favage race that funk him to the grave.
Was it for this he scorn'd a life of eare,
Twice brav'd the horrors of Antarelic leas;
Heard the dire crash of ice by tempeits tot,
And waves impatient of th' incumbent front;
Where shiv'ring famine holds her joyle's reign,
And the doll blood scarce warms the frozen vein?
Was it for this applauding Europe view'd
His daring course, thro' leas unknown, pursu'd;
And fondly hop'd, that when complete his toil,
With eager gaze he ey'd his native foil?
That his great mind the paffage had reveal'd,
As yet by Nature's bounds from man conceald;
That wand'ring tribes, by his persuasion mov'd,
A milder line of focial life had prov'd;
Had dropt th' ensanguin'd arms which late they wore,
Nor stain'd th’enyenom'd lance with captives' gore.


All these fond hopes were vain! no friendly tear
Of sorrowing mourners grac'd his honor'd bier;
By savage hands his corse was rudely torn,
With savage yells his limbs in triumph borne;
Yet Thall his fame a great example give,
Glow in his deeds, and in remembrance live ;
Then, ages hence, when Reason shall unfold
The sense that lusks obscur'd in savage mold,
Th' enlighten'd offspring of the present race,
Sad, and alham’d, iall hear their fire's disgrace ;
Shall fun the fatal spot,' or weeping tell

Where their great friend and common patron fell.'
The small pieces subjoined to this poem have considerable merit.
Art. 47. Christianity, a Poem. 4to. Pp. 17. Is. 64. Ridg-

way. 1791.
• When all things hasten to the final end,
Thus shall corruption on mankind attend :
Religious trammels are no longer borne,
And ev’n the females all her precepts scorn.
Lust, RAPINE, MURDER, revel thro' the land,
And brother against brother lifts his hand.
The hoary father must resign his wealth,
Daggers, or poison gain bis gold by stealth.
The sons or vice their witness's suborn,
And plan by night the rogu'ry of the morn;
Upon the morrow they'll to court away,
(And have both judge and jury in their pay)
Impatient watching for returning light,
They all exclaim, " Sure 'tis the longest night;
The lamp of day shou'd now begin to burn,
We know our globe has tak’n its usual turn;
For 'cis by CHANCE that never errs we move,

Tho'priests once taught 'was by a pow'r above." What this and a great part of the pamphlet has to do with Chrir. tianity, it will be difficult to discover: but be this at it may, the ladies on Parnassus will be more angry with the author for calling his production a poem, should they ever hear of it, than our court is for affixing so is the title Christianity ; yet we wish titles to be in fome measure descriptive of the contents of books ; nor do we expeat to find, in a work with the above title, descriptions of a turtle fealt with an hundred covers, nor of poor families living by luft, and routing on the town. A few lines at the conclufion are all that Seem properly to belong to the subject; yet even here, when the author means to be sublime, he becomes ludicrous. He reduces a false world to nothing, and then burns it to a cinder.

To its primæval nothing it recurns

And the false world into a cioder burns. Let not the author pronounce us severe : such criticisms are a most painful part of our duty :-but “ We can't be filent, and we must not lie.”. Iia


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Art. 48. Zapphira: A Tragedy, in Three Ads. 8vo. PP. 59.

is 6d. Ridgway. 1792. This tragedy is founded on che story of Rnynfault and Zapphira, related in the Spectator.We advise the author, whole firft eflay this is, before he again ventures to publish, to submic his performance to the correction of some judicious friend.

A Norfolk Tale; or a Journal from London to Norwich: with a Prologue and Epilogue. 8vo. pp. 67. 25. 61. Joha

Art. 49

fon. 1792.

As a private epiftle from one friend to another, this journal migre be accepted as the sportive effufion of a mind at ease : - but as a common journey in our own country will not be expected to afford any extraordinary objects and auventures, for poetical celebration, lo here is nothing made of it worthy the attention of a itrarger to the author ; who, nevertheless, appears to be a man of considerable aði. licies; and who, as we collect, has a character to support, far more valuable than that of a dangler after any of the coquetriih mulus.After all, we can forgive him his trifling for the sake of his humour, which is genuine.

Art. 50. Frederica, or the Memoirs of a Young Lady. By a Lady.

Dedicated to her Royal Highness the Duchess of York. Svo..
3 Vols. 95. fewed. Ridgway. 1792.
if these volumes be taken up with no higher expectation than chas
of occupying a few tedious hours with light amufement, the
reader will not be disappointed; for they contain a fufficient variety
of incidents and characters to afford an easy exercise of attention,
without burthening the understanding with a superfluity of reflection,
or overpowering the heart with a deep-wrought tale of distress.
More than this we cannot promise. The story is neither fo aritully
constructed, as to hold the mind of the reader in a itate of grateful
fufpence; nor is it told with such delicacy of language, richness of
imagery, and refinement of sentiment, as might be necessary to gra-
tify a highly-cultivated taste. In some parts the narrative is infi-
pid ; in others, the incidents are improbable, particularly in the
fudden change which takes place in the character of Mr. We trop,
who, from a most unprincipled and unfeeling libertine, becomes in
an inftant an affectionate relation, and a generous protector. We
must add, that the language is often incorrect. Such expreflions as
the following are not here uncommon : · He behaved extraordinary
particular to me;'--' the behaved remarkably attentive;'-'there was
an immense large assembly ;'-'fhe had not been inside a church fix
months ;'-' a person who I have so little reason to etteem.'-Suck
inaccuracies are proofs of negligence, or ignorance, of which it is
our duty to take notice, even in a novel written by a lady.
Art. 51. Memoirs of a Baroness. By the Author of the Conquels

of the Heart, and the Victim of Fancy. sewed. Robinsons. 1792.

The scene of this novel is laid in the court of Henry IV. of France; and the principal incident, (that for which, indeed, the whole novel appears to have been written,) is the romantic attempo

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2 Vols. 55.

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