more; even the Majoritites, and thofe who had found favour in thy fight, difappeared; but there was a loud outery, with much agitation, and a terrible trampling of the hoofs of fwine.

And, lo! thy people did set themselves against the deeds that thou hadst done, and gave laud unto Charlefox, unto Sheridanezor, unto Greyhoiachim, and the Oppofites.

The multitude alfo fhouted with one accord, faying, "Glory be to Stanthopijah the Good, for he likewife is our friend."

Then the giant that ftood befide me took the olivebough that was in his left hand, and planted it in the earth, and it fprang up, and became a mighty tree, the branches whereof extended to the remoteft corners of the world, and the people of all nations fought refuge under its foliage.

And there was peace, and merriment, and happinefs, and fraternity amongft men.

Having beheld thefe wonders, the vifion paffed from before mine eyes, and I found myfelf awake upon my

couch.

But, O magnificent Pittander! be not offended with thy flave, for dreams are idle fancies, which the fool alone regardeth.

The whole earth is thine, and all the inhabitants thereof; be not caft down, for thy power is for ever and ever.

Even as thou haft fworn, fo fhall it come to pafs; the liberties of mankind fhall perish.

Then hafen to the Holy Wood with rejoicing, and there fhall be facrifices, and banquetings, and burnt offerings.

The young maiden from Circaffia fhall gaze on thee with dove's eyes till thy fenfes faint amidst delight; fountains of wine fhall flow round thee.

And thy paths fhall be ftrewed with rofes, and myrtles, and caffia, and rich odours.

Nor

Nor fhall my Hymns of adoration be wanting to confole thee: : for evermore will I glorify thy name.

MUSTAPHA

GILES JOLLUP THE KNAVE, AND BROWN SALLY GREEN.

A ROMANCE, BY M. G. LEWIS.

A DOCTOR fo grave and a virgin fo bright

Hob-a-nobb'd in fome right marafquin : They fwallow'd the cordial with trueft delight: Giles follup the Knave was just five feet in height, And four feet the Brown Sally Green.

"And as," faid Giles Jollup, " to-morrow I go
To phyfic a feverish land,

At fome fixpenny hop, or perhaps the mayor's fhow,
You'll tumble in love with fome smart city beau,

And with him share your shop in the Strand." "Lord! how can you think fo?" Brown Sally Green faid; "You must know mighty little of me;

For if you be living, or if you be dead,

I fwear, 'pon my honour, that none in

your ftead

Shall husband of Sally Green be.
"And if e'er I, by love or by wealth led afide,
Am falfe to Giles Jollup the Knave,

God grant, that at dinner too amply supplied
Over-eating may give me a pain in my fide;
May your ghoft then bring rhubarb to phyfic the bride,
And fend her well dos'd to the grave."

To Jamaica the Doctor now haften'd for gold;
Sally wept till fhe blew her nofe fore;

Yet fcarce had a twelvemonth elaps'd, when, behold,
A Brewer quite ftylish, his gig that way roll'd,
And ffopp'd it at Sally Green's door.

His barrels, his bungs, -and his brafs-headed cane,
Soon madeer untrue to her vows,

The fream of finall beer foon bewilder'd'her brain;
He caught her while tipfy; denials were vain;
So carried her home as his spouse.

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And

And now the roast beef had been blefs'd by the priest,
To cram now the guests had begun;

Tooth and nail, like a wolf, fell the bride on the feaft.
Nor yet had the clafh of her knife and fork ceas'd
When a bell ('t was the duftman's), toll'd "On..
Then firft with amazement Brown Sally Green found,
That a ftranger was ftuck by her fide:

His cravat and his ruffles with snuff were embrown'd;
He ate not, he drank not, but, turning him round,
Sent fome pudding away to be fried..

His wig was turn'd forwards, and short was his height;
His apron was dirty to view:

The women (oh wondrous!) were hufh'd at the fight,
The cats as they ey'd him drew back (well they might),
For his body was pea-green and blue.

Now as all wifh'd to fpeak, but none knew what to say,
They look'd mighty foolish and queer:
At length Spoke the lady with trembling" I pray,
Dear fir, that your per uke afide you would lay,
And partake of fome ftrong or small beer.”

The bride fhuts her fly-trap; the ftranger complies,
And his wig from his phix deigns to pull.

Adzooks! what a fquall Sally gave through furprif !
Like a pig that was ftuck, how the open'd her eyes,
When the recognis'd Jollup's bare skull!

Each mifs then exclaim'd while fhe turn'd up her fnout,
"Sir, your head isn't fit to be feen!"

The pot-boys ran in, and the pot boys ran out,
And couldn't conceive what the noise was about,
While the Doctor addrefs'd Sally Green.
"Behold me, thou jilt-flirt! behold me," he cried;

"I'm Jollup, whom fome call the Knave!
God grant that, to punish your falfehood and pride,
You fhould feel at this moment a pain in your fide
Quick, fwallow this rhubarb! I'll phyfic the bride,
And fend her well dos'd to the grave!"

Thus faying, the phyfic her throat he forc'd down,
In fpite of whate'er fhe could fay;

Then bore to his chariot the maiden fo brown,
Nor ever again was fhe feen in that town,

Or the Doctor, who whisk'd her away.

Not

Not long liv'd the Brewer, and none fince that time
To inhabit the brewhouse prefume;

For old women fay, that, by order fublime,

There Sally Green fuffers the pain of her crime,
And bawls to get out of the room.

At midnight four times in each year does her sprite
With fhrieks make the chamber refound:

"I won't take the rhubarb !" the fqualls in affright,
While, a cup in his left hand, a draught in his right,
Giles Jollup pursues her around.

With wigs fo well powder'd, twelve doctors fo grave,
Dancing hornpipes around them are seen;

They drink chicken broth, and this horrible ftave
Is twang'd through each nofe, "To Giles Jollup the Knave,
And his patient, the fick Sally Green!"

THE GREEN AS S.

MR. EDITOR,

ITH

WITH

[From the Morning Poft.]

your permiffion I will tell you a fhort ftory: A widow fomewhat advanced in years, had, in order to footh her forrows for the lofs of her firft husband, refolved to take a fecond. A fmart young fellow in the neighbourhood fo occupied her thoughts, that he made a female friend the confidant of her determination, provided that any means could be found to filence the tittle-tattle of the town on fo difproportionate a connexion. "Nothing fo eafy," replied the friend; 'tis true you will be ridiculed; you will be the fubject of ballads and epigrams for a fortnight; but in a month you and your marriage will be as little attended to as last year's almanack. I will engage even that yonder jack-afs on the common fhall be the means of quieting the tongues of fcandal in a few hours.”. "A jack-afs filence fcandal? You jeft, fure."" No, I am perfectly in earneft; therefore marry as foon as you pleafe, and leave the reft to me."

The widow required no very urgent remonftrances to

induce her to comply with her inclination. The ceremony was performed, and all the wags of the neighbourhood were affembled round about the door of the happy couple, to indulge their raillery and mirth. In the midst of the merriment, an afs comes fuddenly round the corner, of the colour of a parroquet. The nuptial door is deferted, and every eye and tongue is engaged on this prodigy. A green afs! who the de-1 could have thought of fuch a ftrange production: where, in the name of wonder, could it come from? "From Greenland, to be fure," fays the barber of the village, who had been a traveller, "or elfe from the Cape de Verd; I remember seeing a herd of them; they are as green as grafs while they are young, but turn as yellow as faffron when they are old."-" Depend upon it," fays an old woman, "this green afs portends fome mifchief; I remember myfelf a white blackbird appearing when I was a girl, and that fame year there was a rot among the fheep, and the weathercock on the church steeple was ftruck by lightning."

The widow's friend, in fhort, completely gained her point; and the green afs fo effectually employed the attention of the neighbourhood, that the wedding was as much forgot as if it had never been performed.

But a ftory, Mr. Editor, is but a barren rhapfody, unless it admits of an application. The minifterial fcribblers, then, act the part of the widow's friend, and Lady Jerfey is the green afs. If ill-timed and ill-combined measures produce their neceffary effects-misfortune and difafter; if the public indignation is roused at expeditions madly concerted and ruinoufly conducted; if all the minifterial prophecies turn out to be abfurd and childish chimeras, a most effectual method is ingeniously adopted by two of the hireling prints, to divert the public mind from thefe calamitous objects, by a column of paragraphs on the conduct of Lady ́ Jerfey. This is fo palpable an artifice, that it is really aftonishing how long the nation has fuffered itfelf to

be