Poetry.

This envied Isle alone its fury braves , Safe in her valiant Sons andcirclingwaves : Crown'd with the bliss that genuine Freedom knows , [ Foes , She spurns th' insidious boon of treacherous And hears , unmov'd , the gathering tempest roar , [ girt shore . Though hosts unnumber'd threat her sea-Oh then ! let each with

dauntprepare less heart , At Britain's call , to act a Briton ' s part ! Ye generous Youths , whom active vigour fires , Stand forth , andemulateourgloriousSires ! Inspir'd , like them , your Country ' s rights to shield , Remember Agincourt ' s and Blenheim ' s

field ! Ye tilled Great , display . your native worth , Let valour vindicate the claims of birth ! Ye sons of Wealth , with bounty cheer the train [ main ! Who guard our shores , and triumph on the Ye Fair , for whom we toil , for whom we bleed [ deed !

, With smilesreward each high distinguish'd So shall one heart , one soul inspirit all , Bravelv to conquer , or as bravely fall : So , cr ' owii'd with-Vict'ry , may our labours cease , And reap its harvest in the fruits of Peac -

EPILOGUE TO KNAVE OR NOT . BY M . G . LEWIS , ESQ . M . P . Author nf the Monk , Castle Spectre , & c . I arigry !—quite angry !—the whole ite

T of this night [ sp , ¦ ' ve been ready to burst with vexation and And now am come hither in haste , to disclose . ,. £ my , ) 0 Se Why grief swells my bosom , and reddens In hopes a new road to your favour to find , The mask of Thalia I lately resign'd ; undaunted fashion

And , by prejudice , , or scandal , Melpomene's dagger I ventur'd to handle . My heroic exertions , the truth lo confess , By . the public ' s indulgence were crown'd with success ; [ seiz'd , For , when with distraction my bosom was I ' all seem'd to be mihtily

m sure you g pleas'd , [ the action ; When mv poniard I drew , you applauded And , whenever I murder'd , showed great satisfaction . [ night Then i = it not hard , that our Author to-Should have dragged me at once from my tragical height _ Bristolstone da ' has he ta'en

My - . ger away ; He has . cut off four yards of . my white satin ' train , [ season , And presumptuously begs , for the rest of the That-I'd try to arrm ' se you with nature and reason !

This prayer , I protested , I never could grant ; I had ranted and raved , and would still rave and rant ; [ he had plann'd , And I told him , this part , which for me Was not half enough furious , terrific , or grand . [ the part ; I see ot one Ghost through the whole pf Cannot find lace ' for a Tragedy

once a p start : [ not rend ; My bosom I beat not ; my looks must N-jr murder one man from beginning to end ! Mv displeasure and anger resolv'd to display , [ day ; I call'd at the door of our Author , one Was admitted—sat clown—clear'd my

voice—furl'd my fan-Put my critical face on , and gravely began . Says I— ' Mr . Thingummy , plainly to speak , ' Your hold on the public opinion is weak ; ' For your canvas presents neither DEO mbns nor Witches ; ' And your Villains appear in coat ,

waistcoat , and breeches ! [ change , ' Now let me advise you your subject to For something that ' s showy , terrific , ar ^ d strange . [ safely boast ; ' That his play must succeed , may the bard ' Who opens the piece with a Song by a Ghost ; [ revels ,, ' But in popular plaudits unbounded he

'If he follows the Song with a Dance by two Devils . [ eft ' ect , ' Observe too , you'll greatly increase the " ' If your colours with caution and taste you select : [ attack , * Thus , to make on the feelings a serious ' Let your Spectres be while , and your Servants be black [ new scene

; , ' And , to finish the whole with a sinking ' Let a Pompadour Prince wed a Coquelicot Queen . [ Daggers and Rage ; ' Give us " Lightningand Thunder , Flames , ' With events that ne ' er happen'd , except on the Stage : [ door mgulph her , ' When a Spectre departs , through a

trap' Burn under her nose too some brimstone and sulphur ; [ our view ; ' Let Magicians and Monsters bepour'don ' And stick on your Villains a beard oJ pale blue ! ' * My remonstrance was vain—He asserts , you can be [ and nature you see , ' Well J p ! eas'd , when good-sense , mirth , Though this play should not leave you "

half dead with affright : ' [ be right . And I heartily" pray that the man may As for me ( though I ' m sorry , my part won't permit [ the Pit ) , Me to squall at a Spectre , and frighten I hope you'll allow this performance has merit , [ without spirit ; And though without Ghost , think 'tis not Which Spirit on Monday , escaping from Styx , [ past six . Willapp ear in this place—at a quarte .