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City of LONDON. Set to Mufick by Mr. HANDEL.

Stand round my brave boys, with heart and with voice, And all in ful

chorus a-gree,

We'll fight for our King, and as

loyally fing, And

let the world know we'll be free, And let the world know we'll be free.

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Between their fuel and their wooden gods. The log, that in their woodyard lies, may prove,

As the chance hits, a billet or a Jove.
'Tis as it haps, he's worshipp'd, or he's
burn'd;

Or to a god, or to a gate-poft turn'd.
Of the like folly we may papifts blame,
Their deity and dumpling are the same.
The wafer's god, they fay, or something
better;

Then on its fellow fpit, to feal a letter. . The god of wood's by much to be prefer'd, There's nofe, and eyes, and cheeks, and chin, and beard:

He makes at least a figure in a house,
The water's scarce a morfel for a moufe.
Yet papifts fay, he's here at once, and
there,

God-wafer ev'ry thing, and ev'ry where.
And if the deity, it must be so,

A god in bread, a billet in the dough.
'Twill ferve to cram a pullet, or a faint;
A papift fave, and damn a protestant.
But the difpute will be, the god, who

makes?

Or he who bleffes it, or he who bakes?
The baker in this godhead has a share;
For while 'tis dough the godfhip is not
there.

And bocus pocus by the friar faid,
Divinity's transfus'd into the bread.
Thus priest and baker must together join,
And dough be bak'd, and blefs'd to be
divine.

[ker ; The priest has great advantage of the baOne makes the bread, the other makes his maker.

All proteftants are worfe than infidel,
Not to believe what's fo impoffible.
It cannot be, and that is reafon good,
For catholicks to fwear 'tis flesh and blood.
That faith's not worth a fig, which can't
[fenfe.

difpenfe

With things that give the lye to common 'Tis against reason, is it? That's enough, A popish creed demands no better proof, Have you not feen at fair of Barthol mew, High-German with light fingers wonders do. With cups and balls? Beneath the conjuring cup

He puts a buckle and a ball turns up.
So here the popish priest by trick as odd,
Puts in a wafer, and pulls out a god.

A ROMISH PRIEST refufed Entrance inta HELL.

FFLICTED fore with gout or ftone,
But which we do not find,

Not long ago died friar John,

And left this world behind.
To hell's dire gate the trembling wight
Was now approaching near,
When ftraight the centry of the night
Roar'd horrid,-who comes there?
A priest I am from holy Rome,
Quoth John, for want of grace
Condemn'd, alas! to have my doom
In this tremendous place.

A prieft! ftand back, reply'd the guard,
Your wicked life to rue.

Is there no other hell prepar'd

For canibals like you?

Go, wretch, go, where you may, remove,
For I fhall always fear,

That you, who eat your god above,
Will eat the devil here *.

GRATITUDE.

HO' hard my fate, nor did the Nine Their injur'd bard defend, Yet ftill I'll heav'nly virtue praife, And love a candid friend. My foul adores an honest man,

An open, lib'ral heart,

That fcorns to do a mean, but glows
To at a gen'rous part.

And fuch Caftalio is, whose bowl

Has oft unbent my mind,

Pleas'd, tho' a world look'd fhy, to meet
One man of honour kind.

His focial virtues charm'd my care,
And made misfortune light;
No beauty like a heart fincere

Can brighten grief and night.
But let me not fair Laura pals,
Whofe unaffected grace
Makes sweetness double, and refines
Each beauty of her face:

To fee her at the kind, humane,

The charitable part,

Who wou'd not feel thofe joys that fwell
A raptur'd parent's heart?
Be dumb, pale envy; her bright charms
Shall fhine when time's no more;
Ye bafe, fly. cunning, felfifh things!
View merit, and adore.

How fweet is virtue! from whofe tomb
Such balmy odours rise,

That facred effences exhale,

And fill the ambient skies.

Once

*The fame Thing is as humourously reprefented, in different Measure, in our Mag. for 1742, p. 306, under the Title of The difappointed Friar. Nevertheless we thought proper to infert siis en the prefent Occafion.

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Once more I've fix'd my ravish'd eye
On god-like virtue's rays:
Thus let me close my fading life,
And confecrate my lays.
Fear not, bafe-hearted vice, to fee
Thy own disfigur'd face;
I'll fhame thee; true, but it shall be
By bright perfection's grace.

J. DINSDALE.

The UNEQUAL MATCH, or UNNATURAL

FATHER.

When absent, waves on waves conspire my
fate,

Superior, lo! I ftand, content, elate;
Convinc'd that she, the ever blooming fair,
Still fmiles propitious, ftill attends my pray'r.
Waft me, ye gales, fwift to the distant scene,
And quick rewaft me to my beauty's queen ;
Then fhall my nut-breron maid for ever share
Her lot with me, unvex'd by pain or care.
Aug. 7, 1744.

The RAPTURE: An Imitation of an old
French Poet. To the fame.

WHAT Hottentot poffefs'd by favage
Wou'd join the warmth of youth with fro- THOU great pr

[zen age?

Deny the maid the title of her charms,
And fold her in the tomb of wither'd arms?
What Hottentot, you fay; our polish'd land
Has long confefs'd in gold fupreme com-
mand.
[main,

Gold makes the vent'rous rover cross the
And cafe and liberty are fold for gain;
For gold are join'd the battles of the bar,
And friends in fact with mimick paffion jar;
For gold, unheeded is the orphan's figh,
Nor pity fhewn to weeping beauty's eye;
The world's wide av'rice worships gold di-
vine,

And breaks all obligations at its shrine :
Sha'n't I be prudent then? Barbario cries,
And vows to gold a pious facrifice.

Honour perhaps you'd think enough for pelf;
No: Justice, reafon, nature, daughter, felf.
Something to this the virtuous maid reply'd:
She acquiefc'd, and was a virgin bride ;-
In youth's foft arms is heard the tender
figh,

[die.

HOU great protectrofs of the good

[guife, Goddess of arts and arms, in what difWhat fair illufive form, thou charm'ft our

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What truth, what virtue brightens all we
Ah! may I never lofe my wondrous maid,
But ftill enjoy, with her, the rural shade.
Aug. 12, 1744.

The Anthem fung at both the Theatres, altered.

OD fave our valiant king,

Where virgin-honours, not the matron's, G Long live our noble king,

Love is the fragrant bud of nature's stem, And happy blooming youth must pluck the gem.

The CONFESSION. To Miss S. L.

OFT zephyrs, catch the foul enliv'ning
air,

SOF

So melting, fo refin'd, and fo fincere;
Tell it abroad, whilft echo fhall repeat,
With equal paffion, and with equal heat,
How oft, in forceful accents, I effay'd
To draw this fentence from the charming
maid:

If you deferve the love that you defire, No time, no diftance, fhall allay its fire.' *Ten thousand littleCupids flapp'd theirwings, Her ev'ry look reviving fweetness brings; Then-then the bluth'd, on me reclin'd her head,

And all my doubts were in a moment fled.
Ah! may no time, in truth, from her
remove,
[Love:
Ór distance, what he owes to me and

God fave the king;
Send him victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us ;
God fave the king.
GEORGE is magnanimous,
Subjects unanimous,

Peace to us bring;
His fame is glorious,
Reign meritorious,
Let him rule over us,

God fave the King.
From France and pretender,
Great Britain defend her,
Foes let them fall;
From foreign slavery,
Priefts, and their knavery,
And Popijh Reverie,

God fave us all.

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* Vid. Prior.

Monthly Chronologer.

T

HE Rev. Dr. Swift, Dean of St. Patrick's, Dublin, who died laft Month, in the 78th Year of his Age, has bequeathed the Bulk of his Fortune, which is about 12000l. to build and endow an Hofpital for Lunaticks, Idiots, and Incurables, which Hofpital is to be called St. Patrick's.

Whiteball, Oct. 30. Advice from Berwick, that upon the 22d the Rebels had a general Review between Leith and Edinburgh.

On October 31, the Right Hon. Richard Hoare, Efq; Lord Mayor, the Aldermen, Sheriffs, &c. waited on his Majesty at St. James's with their congratulatory Address on the fafe Delivery of her Royal Highness the Princess of Wales of a Prince, when his Lordship had the Honour of Knighthood conferr'd upon him.

FRIDAY, Nov. 1.

Sir John Cope and Brigadier Fowkes arrived in Town from the North.

MONDAY, 4.

By Advice from the North, the main Body of the Rebels having almost entirely evacuated Edinburgh and Leith, on the 26th paft, pitched their Tents to the Weft of Trverafk Church: They had 7 or 8 Pieces of Cannon pointed South-Weft, placed on the South-West of their Camp.

TUESDAY, 5.

The fresheft Intelligence from Scotland

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There were now Accounts from the North, that the Rebels were marching Southwards towards Langton and Carlijk, as was fuppofed, in three different Columns, the Weftermoft of which was thought to be their Main Body, by the Pretender's Son being with them, who was to take his Quarters at Broughton near Peebles, being the Houfe of Murray, his Secretary, The middle Column march'd by Lavder, Schirk, and Hawick, and the Eaftermost Column by Kello. Marthal Wade was at Newraile upon the 5th, and upon Advice of the March of the Rebels Southwards, had countermanded the March of the Army under him to Berwick, A little before this he publish'd the following Proclamation ;

GEORGE WADE, Efq;

Field Marshal of his Majesty's Forces, one of his Majesty's Moft Honourable Privy Council, Lieutenant General of Ordnance, and Colonel of one of his Majesty's Regiments of Horse, &c. &c. &c.

HEREAS it has been represented to

mentions the Arrival of 4 Ships in all in the his Majefty, that feveral of las

North Ports of that Kingdom, with Arms, &c. for the Ufe of the Rebels, viz. one at Mentrofe, two at Stone-Hyve, and the fourth at Dunotyr: That the Cargo of the first was carried South in 85 Carts; and that of two others, in more than 100, drawn each by two Horses.

THURSDAY, 7.

Capt. Ambrofe's Trial ended, when the Court Martial were of Opinion, that he had it in his Power to engage closer, without going to Leeward of the Line, and that he did not act agreeable to the Fighting Inftructions, from the Time the Admiral and Marlborough first began to engage; that therein he failed of his Duty, and is guilty of Part of the Charge exhibited against him That for the above Failures of his Duty, he falls under Part of the 12th Article of War; but in regard he hath, both before and finee the Engagement, bore the

Subjects, inhabiting the Highlands of Sestland, and others, have been feduced by Menaces and Threatnings of their Chicts and Superiors, to take Arms, and enter into a most unnatural Rebellion: His Majefty has anthorized me to affure all fuch, who fhall return to their Habitations, on or before the 12th Day of November next, and become faithful to his Majefty and his Government, that they fhall be Objects of his Majefty's Clemency: But if, after this moft gracious Intention being fignified, they fhall continue in their Rebellion, they wil be proceeded against with Rigour fuitable to the Nature of their Crime. Given at the

Camp at Newcastle upon Tyne, this 30th Day of Glober, 1745.

GEORGE WADE.

By his Excellency's Command, THOMAS COCKAYNE.

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