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wondering hoy it was that the unhappy genius , Savage , could not find some friendly coffee-house in which to abide and study . A homeless author writing down in divers shops speeches coined in the streets , with wit sharpened by the gnawing pangs of hunger , would be a strange sight now *"
John Penry , who came to such an unfortunate end m the reign of Queen Elizabeth , had a flying press , and printed several curious tracts and rhymes , which bore the name of Martin Mar-Prelate . One of these " rhymes" was entitled " A "Whi p for an Ape , or Martin displaced ; " a reprint of which was given by Dr . Eimbault , in No . 5 of the Bibliographical Miscellany . The tract commences thus : —
€ t Since reason ( Martin ) cannot stay thy pen , Well see what rime will doo : have at the then . " A dizard late skipt out upon our stage ; But in a sacke , that no man might him see : And though we knowe not yet the paltrie page , Himselfe hath Martin made his name to bee . A proper name , and for his feates most fit ; The only thing wherein he hath shew'd wit . "
This literary curiosity consists of twenty-six stanzas , and a couplet . The last stanza is calmly cool , and satirical : — " And this I warne thee Martin ' s monckie ' s face , Take heed of me , my time doth charme the bad : I am a rimer of the Irish race , And have alreadie rimde thee staring mad . But if thou ceasest not thy "bald jests still to spread , I'le never leave till I have rimde thee dead . "
Upon the death of " Mar-Prelate " senior , " Martin junior arose , and printed some satirical theological tracts , while the last of the Mar-Prelate family troubled the church in the reign of Charles I . In 1745 " was " printed for M . Cooper , in Paternoster-row ( price threepence ) , A genuine intercepted Letter from Father Patrick
Graham , Almoner and Confessor to the Pretensee ' s Son , in Scotland , to Father Benedict Yorke , Titular Bishop of St . David ' s , Bath . " As some of our readers may not hare read this precious communication , so flattering and so venomous , we will extract for their edification a few of the choicest passages . After saying that the expedition had actually landed in Scotland , and that two hundred followers had kissed the hand of Charles Edward , the father writes
thus : — " I can't enough applaud hisR— 1 H—s ' s zeal for the Catholic religion : it ia constantly breaking out upon all occasions ( and indeed sometimes more than I could wish ) . But when I reprove him for it in private , he promises to he more upon his guard . Yet as his tongue always speaks the language of his heart , the moment any occasion offers , he can never omit declaring his detestation of heresy , and I question whether the immediate quiet possession of all his father ' s kingdoms could bring him to sign a declaration that had in it even a promise of toleration . "
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wondering hoy it was that the unhappy genius , Savage , could not find some friendly coffee-house in which to abide and study . A homeless author writing down in divers shops speeches coined in the streets , with wit sharpened by the gnawing pangs of hunger , would be a strange sight now *"
John Penry , who came to such an unfortunate end m the reign of Queen Elizabeth , had a flying press , and printed several curious tracts and rhymes , which bore the name of Martin Mar-Prelate . One of these " rhymes" was entitled " A "Whi p for an Ape , or Martin displaced ; " a reprint of which was given by Dr . Eimbault , in No . 5 of the Bibliographical Miscellany . The tract commences thus : —
€ t Since reason ( Martin ) cannot stay thy pen , Well see what rime will doo : have at the then . " A dizard late skipt out upon our stage ; But in a sacke , that no man might him see : And though we knowe not yet the paltrie page , Himselfe hath Martin made his name to bee . A proper name , and for his feates most fit ; The only thing wherein he hath shew'd wit . "
This literary curiosity consists of twenty-six stanzas , and a couplet . The last stanza is calmly cool , and satirical : — " And this I warne thee Martin ' s monckie ' s face , Take heed of me , my time doth charme the bad : I am a rimer of the Irish race , And have alreadie rimde thee staring mad . But if thou ceasest not thy "bald jests still to spread , I'le never leave till I have rimde thee dead . "
Upon the death of " Mar-Prelate " senior , " Martin junior arose , and printed some satirical theological tracts , while the last of the Mar-Prelate family troubled the church in the reign of Charles I . In 1745 " was " printed for M . Cooper , in Paternoster-row ( price threepence ) , A genuine intercepted Letter from Father Patrick
Graham , Almoner and Confessor to the Pretensee ' s Son , in Scotland , to Father Benedict Yorke , Titular Bishop of St . David ' s , Bath . " As some of our readers may not hare read this precious communication , so flattering and so venomous , we will extract for their edification a few of the choicest passages . After saying that the expedition had actually landed in Scotland , and that two hundred followers had kissed the hand of Charles Edward , the father writes
thus : — " I can't enough applaud hisR— 1 H—s ' s zeal for the Catholic religion : it ia constantly breaking out upon all occasions ( and indeed sometimes more than I could wish ) . But when I reprove him for it in private , he promises to he more upon his guard . Yet as his tongue always speaks the language of his heart , the moment any occasion offers , he can never omit declaring his detestation of heresy , and I question whether the immediate quiet possession of all his father ' s kingdoms could bring him to sign a declaration that had in it even a promise of toleration . "