We therefore can never officiate with those
Who to Popery's progress avow themselves foes.
It remains with us only to beg you will tell
His Highness the Prince, that we all wish him well;
Whatever promotes his own honour, or ease,
His fame can advance, or his subjects can please,
Will meet the warm wishes, we fervently say,
Of his dutiful subjects-both Grenville and Grey.

SIMKIN.

EPIGRAM

ON THE REFUSAL OF THE BLUE RIBAND.
[From the same, March 17.]

REFUSE a Riband, do you say?

It's true-nay, do not doubt it

But what's the reason?-Reason!! they
Look blue enough without it:-

THE DECISION.

·Quid non regalia pectora cogis,

Auri sacra fames?

[From the Morning Chronicle, March 18.]

ON

NE Prince's heart two Rivals share:
This, a prim, puritanie Fair,

A starch'd, intolerant Witch.

For her he felt but little passion :

His wants-not love-the grand temptation:
For she was wondrous rich!

The other was a lofty Dame,

For whom he own'd a nobler flame;

A flame from childhood fed!

Her bosom pure affection rul'd ;
Yet still its ardours Reason cool'd,
Its progress Honour led!

Like Hercules, with doubting mien,
He paus'd-the adverse Dames between:

J. B.

To

To this his vows are bound!

But while he views the charms that deck her,
That slily brings from her Exchequer

ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND POUNDS!!!

This weighty argument succeeded,
While vainly long attachment pleaded!
And yet to leave her loth:

Her, and the golden bait he ey'd;
Then craz'd-in frantic accents cried,
"Oh! let me grasp you both!"
Ah! where was Hercules' example?
The lofty Dame was seen to trample
On the seductive treasure!

Then one indignant glance she gave,
And vanish'd!-leaving G-e, the slave
Of party, fraud, and pleasure!

RATOATH.

LOVE AT FULL GROWTH: A POEM.
"Omnia vincit Amor, nos et cedamus Amori !”
[From the same, March 19]

THOUGH love I sing, no hackney'd theme I choose :
I write of flames prais'd by no other muse.
"Love rules the Court *," sings Scot, and so it may,
But not such love as decorates his lay.

Not the trite love, that in life's norn imparts

Their earliest warmth to youths' and maidens' hearts;
But that which can in tenderest vows engage

Its lusty votaries of a certain age:

Not that, with beauty's inspiration warm,

Which dwells on some brisk damsel's sylphid form;
But that, whose eyes with doting gaze behold
The solid waist its arms can ne'er enfold:
Not that, which 'neath Arcadia's milder skies
Dwells free as air, and feeds on smiles and sighs;
But that, whose smiles the smoking entries know,
And vents its sighs o'er fiery Curaçoa:

Lay of the last Minstrel.

Not

Not that, its vows to Heathen fanes that showers,
But that which calls on common well-known powers;
"O! that some illness short would here find place,
And give my hands to meet in an embrace !

O! to my love thy rage, my thirst, impart,
And leave, O Wolf, my belly for my heart!"

Hail wedded Love! ('t is wedded, past all pother,
Where both are wed, though not to one another :)
Hail, that no change from altering beauty fears!
Hail the "new æra" of Love's riper years!
Shall youthful flames, that have weak rule enjoy'd
O'er boyish breasts, where all before was void,
Where no fond predilection empire held,
Where no first passion sway'd, to be expell'd,
Compare with thee, that canst o'er hearts preside,
Age should have cool'd, and reason fortified?
Thy influence instant from the bosom tears
All it has thought and learn'd in fifty years.
Before thy sway all life's long prospects die,
All early friendships, fix'd opinions, fly;,
Professions, pledges, vows, thy pow'r can scare,
And truth itself, if truth was ever there.
For lovesick perjuries Jove laughing eyes,
And greatest Lovers tell the greatest lies.

Though hearts with frequent fires have flam'd so high,

That all that's left must be as cinders dry,

Thou canst inflame them still, and make them blaze
As wild and flagrant as in youngest days;

Make, e'en where passion never yet has been,

Fat fifty sportive as light seventeen ;

Make matrons, strict for years, no longer coy,

And the big Father lovesick as a boy.

Nor while his eyes shall swim, in transports pure,
With floods of mingled passion and liqueur,.
Shalt thou the Matron only picture fair,
But all her kindred shall become thy care!

By thee, her spouse, than dullest Peer more dense,
Shall sometimes seem to talk a little sense!
Has she a kinsman, whose whole life to trace
Is to behold one course of foul disgrace,

Where

the Vice,"

Where Av'rice brings forth frauds as thick as lice;
With pleasing semblance thou canst cloak
And he shall be from all the world beside
The old new lover's chosen friend and guide.
Nor that old swain shall wonted thoughts engage;
Young he shall be in every thing but age;
His mind, though past be half his course on earth,
Void of impressions, as at earliest birth,
New and regenerate by his lovesick zeal,
Shall no resentment, predilection feel;
All whom he's hated shall his friendship use;
All he's despis'd direct him as they choose.

These are thy triumphs, Love!-What passion sung

In any numbers, or by any tongue,

Such new, such rare, such curious honour wears,
Or boasts the trophies our old Cupid bears?

Then hail, Great Pair! if such a pair there be,

And such a pair no eye could fail to see;
Who not for Love's most childish sports too old,
Whom not one couch, and scarce one coach can hold
Hail, ever loving, lively, lovely, large !

Your fame should be my Muse's constant charge!
Twice hail, if such there are! if such I knew,
The world at large should hail their greatness too,
Who justly place love's cares all else above;

For

Love beats all, and we are rul'd by Love."

BANK NOTES AND GUINEAS.
[From the same, March 21.]

BANK Notes, it is said, once Guineas defied

To swim to a point in Trade's foaming tide;

But ere they could reach the opposite brink,

Bank Notes cried to Gold, "Help me! Cash us! I sink!" That Paper should sink, and Guineas should swim,

May appear to some folks a ridiculous whim;

But, before they condemn, let them hear this suggestionIn pun-making, gravity 's out of the question.

POLITICAL

THE

POLITICAL MARINE LIST.

[From the same.]

HE United States, a new first-rate, has been ordered to be fitted for immediate service; but owing to her great size, it is presumed some time will elapse before she can acquire her full complement.

The Sidmouth, Capt. Smallpox commander, after lying a long time seasoning in dock, is, at length, pronounced fit for immediate service. It is believed she will be chiefly employed as a hulk to exercise the young Recruits off Point Intolerance, and prepare them to be drafted into the Fury fireship, Persecution.

The Walcheren, Častlereagh, is put into commission. Since her last voyage she has been completely copperbottomed.

The Regulator, Bentinck, has come to anchor in Messina in Sicily.

The Royal Charles, Lennox, which it was expected would be put out of commission, is to hoist a blue pendant, and continue on her station.

The Emancipation, having missed her reckoning, is for the present put back into Compromise Bay.

The Reversion, Perceval, has run upon some sand Banks; and on fathoming, the well is found to have three feet water in the hold.

The P. R. in a stiff gale, wind blowing hard from the Irish coast, parted company with the Friends off Cape Irresolution. Great fear is entertained, as some of the timbers are unsound.-Last seen by the Ryder in latitude 50, without a bowsprit, running for Port Hertford.

Sailed the Tilney Long on a voyage of discovery to the North Pole.

SPIGRAM.