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Poetry.

POETRY .

GILES JOLLUP THE GRAPE , AND BROWN SALLY GREEN : A PARODY . A nocTOitsoprim and asempstressso tight Hob-a-nobb'din some right marasquin ;

They suck'd up the cordial with truest delight : [ in height , Giles Jollup the Grave -. vas just pve' fet And fear feet tbe broivn Sally Gnen . And as , ' said Giles Jollup , 'to-morrow To physic a feverish land , [ I fro At some sixpenny hop , or perhaps the Mayor's show [ beau

, , You'll tumble in love with some smart city-And with him share your shop in the Strand . ' 'Lord ! how can you think so ? ' Brown Sally Green said ; 'You must know mighty little of me ; For if you be living , or if yon be dead , I swear ' pon my honourthat none in vour

, , Shall husband of Sally Green be . [ slead 'And if e ' er for another my heart should decide , False to you ancl the faith which I gave , Godgrant , that , at dinner too amply supplied , Over-eatingmay give me a pain in my side ; May your ghost then bring rhubarb to

phy-- sic the bride , And send her well-dos'd to the grave !' Away went poor Giles , to what place is not told . Sally wept , till she blew her nose sore ! But scarce had a twelvemonth elaps'd , when behold I [ roiI'd , A Brewer , quite stylish , his gig that way

And stopp'd it at Sally Greeii's door . His wealth , his pot-belly , and whisky of cane , Soon made her untrue to her vows : The steam of strong beer no-. ohe-. vild ' ring her brain . Hecaught her while tipsy ! Denials were vain , So he carried her home as his spouse .

And now the roast beef had been blest by the priest , To cram now the guests had begun : Tooth and nail , like a wolf , fell the bride on the feast ; [ ceas'd , Noryet had the clash of her knife and fork IVhena bell (' twas a dustman ' s ) loll'd'Oue !' Then first with amazement brown Sall

y Green found That a stranger was stuck by her side : His cravat and his ruffles with sniiffwere embrown'd ; [ round , He ate not , he drank not , but turning him Sent iotue puddiiw away lo be fried : 1 :

His zvig-. vas Iurnd'dJor . vatds , and short was his His apron was dirty to view : [ hei ght ; The women ( oh ! wondrous !) were hush'd at his sight : The cats , as they eyed him , dre-. v back , ( -. veil they For his body zvas pea-green and blue ! [ might , I ) Now ; as all wish'd to speak , but none knew what to say ,

They look'd mighty foolish and queer : At length spoke the bride , while , she trembl'd— 'I pray , , ' Dear Sir , your peruke that aside you-. voutd lay , And partake of same strong orsmall beer !' The sempstress is silent : the stranger complies , And his wig from his phiz deigns to pull .

Adzooks ! what a squall Sally gave through surprize I [ ht-r eyes , Like a pig that is stuck how she open'd When sherecogniz'd Joliup ' sbarc skull ! Each miss then exclaim'd , while she tuni'd ' up her snout , ' Sir , your head isn't fit to be seen !'The pot-boys ran inand the pot-bo ran

, ys out , [ about , And couldn't conceive what the noise was While the Doctor address'd Sally Green : ' Behold me , thoujill-flirl ! behold me !' he cried

; ' You ' ve broken the faith uhich vou gave ! Godgrant , that , to punish your falsetiood and pride , Over-eating should give you a pain in your side ,. [ bride , And send you well-dos'd to thegrave !' Thus saying , the physic her throat he forc'd

down , In spite of whate ' er she could say ; Then boretohischariotthedamselso brown ; Nor ever again was she seen in that town , Or the Doctor who whisk'd her away . Not long liv'd the Brewer : and none , since that time , To make use of the brewhouse presume ;

For ' tis firmly believ'd , that , by order sub-Inue . [ crime , There Sally Green suffers the pain of her And bawls to get out of the room . At midnight , tour times in each vear , does her spright With shrieks make the chamber resound : — ' I won ' t take the rhubarb !' she squalls , in affright , [ his right . While , a cup in his left hand , a draught in Giles Jollup pursues her around !

With wigs so well powder'd . theirfees while ihey crave , [ seen .-Dancing round them twelve Doctors are They drink chicken-broth , while this horrible stave [ Jollup the Grave , Ii ; tu-ang'd through eachnose— 'To Gil & s \ nd his pa-. JeM , the sick Sallv Green : *

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LONDON: Article 1
TO CORRESPONDENTS, &c. Article 2
MEMOIR OF THE COUNTESS OF DERBY, Article 3
DESCRIPTION OF THE SOURCE OF THE RHINE, Article 4
WISDOM AND FOLLY. Article 7
HAWKESWORTH'S NOTES on ROBERTSON'S HISTORY OF SCOTLAND. Article 10
LETTER II. Article 12
PROCEEDINGS OF A GREAT COUNCIL OF JEWS, Article 14
COLVILLE. Article 17
THE LIFE OF XIMENES, ARCHBISHOP OF TOLEDO. Article 23
A BRIEF ENQUIRY INTO THE LEARNING OF SHAKSPEARE. Article 29
SCIENTIFIC INTELLIGENCE. Article 33
THE FREEMASONS' REPOSITORY. Article 38
MASONIC INTELLIGENCE. Article 41
PUBLIC AMUSEMENTS. Article 45
POETRY. Article 47
REPORT OF THE PROCEEDINGS OF THE BRITISH PARLIAMENT. Article 49
IRISH PARLIAMENT. Article 55
HOUSE OF COMMONS. Article 56
MONTHLY CHRONICLE. Article 57
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Poetry.

POETRY .

GILES JOLLUP THE GRAPE , AND BROWN SALLY GREEN : A PARODY . A nocTOitsoprim and asempstressso tight Hob-a-nobb'din some right marasquin ;

They suck'd up the cordial with truest delight : [ in height , Giles Jollup the Grave -. vas just pve' fet And fear feet tbe broivn Sally Gnen . And as , ' said Giles Jollup , 'to-morrow To physic a feverish land , [ I fro At some sixpenny hop , or perhaps the Mayor's show [ beau

, , You'll tumble in love with some smart city-And with him share your shop in the Strand . ' 'Lord ! how can you think so ? ' Brown Sally Green said ; 'You must know mighty little of me ; For if you be living , or if yon be dead , I swear ' pon my honourthat none in vour

, , Shall husband of Sally Green be . [ slead 'And if e ' er for another my heart should decide , False to you ancl the faith which I gave , Godgrant , that , at dinner too amply supplied , Over-eatingmay give me a pain in my side ; May your ghost then bring rhubarb to

phy-- sic the bride , And send her well-dos'd to the grave !' Away went poor Giles , to what place is not told . Sally wept , till she blew her nose sore ! But scarce had a twelvemonth elaps'd , when behold I [ roiI'd , A Brewer , quite stylish , his gig that way

And stopp'd it at Sally Greeii's door . His wealth , his pot-belly , and whisky of cane , Soon made her untrue to her vows : The steam of strong beer no-. ohe-. vild ' ring her brain . Hecaught her while tipsy ! Denials were vain , So he carried her home as his spouse .

And now the roast beef had been blest by the priest , To cram now the guests had begun : Tooth and nail , like a wolf , fell the bride on the feast ; [ ceas'd , Noryet had the clash of her knife and fork IVhena bell (' twas a dustman ' s ) loll'd'Oue !' Then first with amazement brown Sall

y Green found That a stranger was stuck by her side : His cravat and his ruffles with sniiffwere embrown'd ; [ round , He ate not , he drank not , but turning him Sent iotue puddiiw away lo be fried : 1 :

His zvig-. vas Iurnd'dJor . vatds , and short was his His apron was dirty to view : [ hei ght ; The women ( oh ! wondrous !) were hush'd at his sight : The cats , as they eyed him , dre-. v back , ( -. veil they For his body zvas pea-green and blue ! [ might , I ) Now ; as all wish'd to speak , but none knew what to say ,

They look'd mighty foolish and queer : At length spoke the bride , while , she trembl'd— 'I pray , , ' Dear Sir , your peruke that aside you-. voutd lay , And partake of same strong orsmall beer !' The sempstress is silent : the stranger complies , And his wig from his phiz deigns to pull .

Adzooks ! what a squall Sally gave through surprize I [ ht-r eyes , Like a pig that is stuck how she open'd When sherecogniz'd Joliup ' sbarc skull ! Each miss then exclaim'd , while she tuni'd ' up her snout , ' Sir , your head isn't fit to be seen !'The pot-boys ran inand the pot-bo ran

, ys out , [ about , And couldn't conceive what the noise was While the Doctor address'd Sally Green : ' Behold me , thoujill-flirl ! behold me !' he cried

; ' You ' ve broken the faith uhich vou gave ! Godgrant , that , to punish your falsetiood and pride , Over-eating should give you a pain in your side ,. [ bride , And send you well-dos'd to thegrave !' Thus saying , the physic her throat he forc'd

down , In spite of whate ' er she could say ; Then boretohischariotthedamselso brown ; Nor ever again was she seen in that town , Or the Doctor who whisk'd her away . Not long liv'd the Brewer : and none , since that time , To make use of the brewhouse presume ;

For ' tis firmly believ'd , that , by order sub-Inue . [ crime , There Sally Green suffers the pain of her And bawls to get out of the room . At midnight , tour times in each vear , does her spright With shrieks make the chamber resound : — ' I won ' t take the rhubarb !' she squalls , in affright , [ his right . While , a cup in his left hand , a draught in Giles Jollup pursues her around !

With wigs so well powder'd . theirfees while ihey crave , [ seen .-Dancing round them twelve Doctors are They drink chicken-broth , while this horrible stave [ Jollup the Grave , Ii ; tu-ang'd through eachnose— 'To Gil & s \ nd his pa-. JeM , the sick Sallv Green : *

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