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In short, our hero, with the same intent, To the EDITORS of the Srok fine Full many a night to plague the Frenchman


Gentlemen, So fond of mischief was the wicked wit!

TOU'LL oblige an old correspondent, call,

by But King expecting, fftill escapes fromfall.

JEUX D'ESPRIT Monsieur, at last, was forc'd his house to

On two beautiful Young Ladies, though foreille quir.

yet of perfect symmetry, calling themselves

Little Ponies,
It happen'd that our wag, about this time,
On some fair prospect sought the Eastern

As driving little nags the ton is,

You call yourselves my little ponies ;) Six ling’ring years were there his tedious

But why with quadrupeds compare,

Since Heav'n hath made you passing fair ? At length, content, amid his rip'ning store,

O now I have it !-by attracti n, He treads again on Britain's happy shore,

Which puts all things at rest in action; And his long absence is at once forgot.

Those animating eyes can move

The most obdurate heart to love ; To London, with impatient hope, he flies, ' Then 'tis not strange, lince Nature's law And the same night, as tormer freaks | Invests you with such powers to dramo. arise,

CAPT. SNUG. He fain must ftroll, the well-known

Fairy Camp, Nov.9, 1795. haunt to trace." Ah, here's the scene of frequent mirth,” he said,

ANSWER. “ My poor old Frenchman, I suppose is Queen Venus having lam'd her doves, • Egad, I'll knock, and see who holds Dispatch'd her son to Cypruso groves,

That he another pair might gain, his place,"

Obedient to the filken rein ;

But Cyprian nor Idalian plains With rapid strokes he makes the mansion Could make his miffion worth the pains.

Hafte, then, she cry'd, to Britain's ille, And while he eager eyes the op’ning door, Whose dales with num'rous beauties smile, Lo! who obeys the knocker's rattling The boy fought E-ley's blest retreat,

With beauty, sense, and taste, ręplete :
Why e'en our little Frenchman, ftrange to A lovely pair foon met his eyes,

Yclept Maria az *2*;
He took his old abode that very day~ To his divine commission 'true,
Capricious turn of sportive Fortune's With his lov'd prize to Venus fèw;
wheel !

But Chance who oft our lot improves,

From ponies form’d them into doves; Without one thought of the relentlefs foe, | And fo attractive were their charms, Who, fiend-like haunted him so long ago. That Venus nurs'd them in her arms;

Just in his former trim he now appears Then yok'd them to her radient car, The waistcoat and the night-cap seem'd And sought in Beauty's pride, her God of the same,

War. With rush-light as before, he creeping

OBERON. came,

Mab Redoubt, Nov. 17, 1795. And King's detested voice, astonish'd, hears.

BONNY KITTY, As if some hideous spectre ftruck his sight,

Written and Sung by Mr. Dibdin. His sen ses seem'd bewilder'd with affright,

HEN last from the Straits we had His face, indeed, bespoke a heart full

fairly cast anchor, fore

I went bonny Kitty to hail, Then starting, he exclaim'd in rueful With quintables for'd for our, voyage was strasn,

a fpanker, 66 Begar ; here's Monsieur Tonson come And bran-new was ev'ry sail.

again !!! Away he ran and ne'er was heard of more!

By poetical licence, the elegant name of ELIZA, is, in this place, not admiffible.



peal ?



the money,

Nov. 12. 1795


POETRY. But I knew well enough, how with words Who in imagination only strong, sweet as honey,

Tho' twice a child, can never twice grow They'd bilk us, poor tars of our gold ;

young And, when the fly gypseys have finger'd

II. Theb ag they give poor Jack to hold.

Nature did those design for fools,

That sue for work, yet have no tools ! So I chac'd her, d'ye sec, my lads, under What fellow can there be salse colours,

In such a strange disparity ? Swore my riches were all at an end,

Old age mistakes the youthful breast; That I sported away all my good-looking Love dwells not there, but interest. dollars,

Alas, good man ! take thy repose ; And borrow'd my cloaths of a friend.

Get ribbands for tay thumbs and toes ; Oh! then had you seen her!-uo longer Provide thee flannel, and a sheet of lead, with honey,

Think on thy coffin, not thy bridal bed. 'Twas-varlet audacious and bold, Begone from my sight; since you've spent all your money,


think these lines will, in any For Kitty the bag you may hold.

way, disgrace a work which is so universally

and juftly esteemed, I shall submit to your With that I pull'd out double handfuls of

judgment, and remain, Gentlemen, shiners,

Your obedient, humble servant, And scornfully bade her good bye, 'Twould have done your heart good, had

AMICUS, you then seen her fine airs How she'd leer, and she'd sob, and

The'd figh;
But I stood well the broadside ; while


She cali'd me, I put up the gold,
And, bearing away as I fack'd all the

ON MOIRA fail'd to

conquer for .

France ;
The beasts on board grew
For he was told on waves to dance,

Till foes would let him in.

But he, more wise, to Gucrnsey fail'd,

His starving beasts op house ;

And, landing all his Irish bulls,
EING a constant reader, and still more

Sail'd back again to Cowes !

E180. constant admirer of your valuable publication, the Sporting Magazine, I am induced to solicit a place for these halty lines (occasioned by an old man of eighty, CULTIVATION OF WASTES. marrying a girl of fixteen) in your next month's number :

In nova fert animus mutatas dicere formas


VIR John spoke the word Arthur

Young it down, To an old Man of Eighty, on his Marriage

How to strengthen the hands of the witb a Girl of Sixteen.

nation ;

The ladies well pleas'd were in country I. NOW, fie upon him! what is man,

And their waists are in highcultivation: Whose life at best, is but a span ? When to an inch it dwindles down, Doctor Price, take a peep from the hole Ice in his bones, snow on his crown,

thou art in, That he within his crazy brain,

And repent of thy rash computtaion ; Kind thoughts of love should entertain; Does Britannia's new petticoat up to her That he, when harvest comes, should plough

chin, And when 'tis time to reap, go sow i Betokea decreased population ?

thin :


and town,





MONTHLY CALENDAR Of the Transactions of the Turf, the CHASE, and every other Diversion interesting to the Man of Pleasure,

Enterprize, and Spirit.
For DECEMBER, 1795.


Capt. S



Page Grey Diomed

115 Biographical Sketches of the Life Theatrical Register


and Adventures of Dick E-go-nd 143 Account of the New Pantomime

Supplemental List of Stallons to called Merry Sherwood 116 cover the ensuing Scafon

14A Westminster Theatricals

Account of the Bull Feait at Lisbon

145 Sans Souci

Fracas between Admiral C. and Powerful Effects of Theatrical

146 Representation ibid An odd Fish

ibid Sporting Trifles

ibid Extraordinary Sporting Performances 147 Treatise on Farriery

Observations on some old fashioned
Swaffham Courling Meeting

Games on Cards

148 Nobility; an Anecdote


150 Lottery Chances

ibid Account of the Public Games of On Hunting 127 Greece

151 The Watch-box; a Tonilh Adventure 129 txperiments on Glandered Horses, The Hiflory of Hunting

made by M. Sain Bel

157 Origin of Christmas Boxes 132 Going out in the Morning

154 Character of the Mahrattas

Extraordinary Fox, Hare, and Stag
Horsemen and Farriers


135 Epigram

Death of the Horse and his Master

158 Method of making Bird-lime, and Sporting Intelligence

159 Manner of using it

POETRY.--TheHorned Biped--Punsters Plan of a Court of Honour at Pruffia ibid Tinker's Song - Epilogue - Batchelor's Law Case respecting the Sale of

Song-Guldfinch in his Glory-Lady's Horses


165--168 Post-Horse Duty


RACING CALENDAR Newmarket The Feast of Wit; or, Sportsman's

Montrole Aberdeen Stafford Hall

ibid Northallerton – Epsom - Penrith -Watering Place Anecdote

14 Holywell-Carlisle--Tarporley--Races A Pike 142 to come at Newmarket

- 17-24 Ornamented with 1. A capital Portraiture of Grey DIOMED, the

property of his Grace the Duke of Bedford ; 2. An excellent de. Icriptive Print of GOING OUT IN THE MORNING (being the firft Plate of a Series of Engravings, intended to be given on the Subject of HarE•HUNTING.




By E. Rider, Little Britain.
And Sold by J. WHERLE, No. 18, Warwick Square, Warvick Lane,

near St. Paul's; John Hilton, at New market; and by every Bookseller and Stationer in Great Britain and Ireland.



TO an Antiquarian Sportsman we are much indebted for his valu. able Account of the public Games of Greece, and shall conlider ourselves highly obliged by receiving his promised Continuation.

A constant Reader shall have a Place in our next.

We are sorry to inform Little B. that by some Accident or other, his Lines on Marriage are millaid; we should have attended to them Jaft Mouth, had it not been for the prompt Insertion which ihe nature of the Articles, contained in our last, required.

Abstract of the Acts respecting Duties on Poft-horses, &c. is under Confideration,

We have no doubt as to the Originality of the Account of the Crocodile and Antelope, it certainly has never appeared before ; and we are much obliged to Mr. T. for his kind Wishes toward us; but, as Friends, we would advise him not even to think of making public an Article, which carries Fallhood and Contradiction on the very Face of it.

Description of the various Kinds of Pigeons, fhall have due Aim tention.

We are under the Neceffity of deferring the Communication of B. M. till next Month, when it shall have a Place.

To the Gentleman who was kind enough to favour us with the curious Account of the famous Chace of Charleton, we are highly indebted; bis Vellum Manuscript shall have every posible Care taken of it.

An Old Fox-hunter will find his Favor inserted in Qur


Anecdotes of the late John Elwes, Esg. is come to hand, and Mall be attended to.

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