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A Calculation and Type of the great and total ECLIPSE of the Moon in July 1776, for Len. don and Bristol. By Mr. James Lovegrove, of Brifol.
ON Tuesday the 30th of July, near twelve at night, will happen the greatest eclipfe of
the Moon there has been for 26 years paft, and a greater than will happen for many years to come; visible to all Europe, Africa, the Iland of Madagascar, all the leffer ifles of the Indian Sca, the Atlantic Ocean, in Iceland, Greenland, Newfoundland, the island of Cape Breton, the Caribbee Iflands, Terra Firma, and through South America.
The first principles of Aftronomy and Geography are now fo well known, it feems unneceffary to give a particular defcription of a lunar eclipfe, it being caufed by the moon's paling thro' the earth's shadow (caft by the fun, and extending beyond the moon's orbit) and being
POETICAL ESSAYS in JUNE, 1776.
in the continuation of a right line joining the centres of the fun and earth, and nearly in the plane of their motions, and is visible where-ever the moon is above the horizon at the time of the eclipse.
POETICAL ESSAY S.
The OLD WOMAN and ber TWO And well they might-fince all confefs,
An unfinished CANTERBURY TALE.
PON a time (our author fays)
Whether in old or modern days,
An ancient woman did exift;
But locally he'll not infist;
Though fome will tell ye-out of doubt,
Her refidence was hereabout;
And farther-they to prove the fame,
Say England was her maiden name;
Who in her early years was wild,
And had, by chance, a nat'ral child,
A lovely daughter, paffing fair,
Whom the nurs'd up with special care;
Until at length the damfel grew
Of age, and ripe difcretion too :
Shenam'd her Freedom (as 'tis faid)
And long carefs'd the beauteous maid ;
And in return, the pious daughter
Exemplify'd the precepts taught her;
No duty of a child omitting,
But with a carriage fo befitting,
Demean'd herself alike to all
Who knew her, whether great or small ;
That in fuch high esteem fhe ftood
Throughout that fpacious neighbourhood,
That (as the faying has it) none
But lov'd herequal as their own:
Without her was no happiness;
Without her nature fmil'd in vain
On mountain, mead, or flow'ry plain ;
Without her, plenty's felf repin'd;
No fcience taught, or art refin'd,
Or purg'd the fæces of the mind;
Content grew heart-fick with her lot,
And peace her very name forgot;
Defpair deny'd fair hope relief,
And patience loft itself in grief.
Depriv'd of Freedom's placid mien,
All pleasure ficken'd into spleen ;
The ruddy cheek of health grew pale;
Nor youth nor beauty could prevail ;
No heart was light enough to fing,
Or finger touch'd the lyric ftring;
No feftive mirth at wakes were seen,
Or dance or gambol on the green ;
The paft'ral reed neglected lay,
And theep and fhepherds went aftray.
Where Freedom's prefence was deny'd,
A damp prevail'd which none cou'd hide;
Induftry idle grew, and thought
Her wonted labours done for nought,
Or grudgingly the painful hand
Of agriculture till'd the land.
Sad defolation claim'd the foil;
While hinds, dejected, ceas'd to toil,
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Or, emigrating, fought betimes
The Canaan of fome foreign climes ;
Leaving their native land unbleft
Without a fingle patriot's breast.
No Hampden, Pitt, or Pratt was there,
Or Wilkes or Sawbridge' in a mayor,
Or Burke or Barre ftood rever'd,
The advocates for men unbeard;
No fenatorial rhet'ric dear
Convinc'd the mind, or charm'd the ear,
From Shelburne's manly reafoning strong,
Or Richmond's energetic tongue;
The pious prieft and layman both
Slumber'd in fuperftitious floth;
Yet trembled in their dreams, for fear
Of any fouth or north premier.
No arm remain'd had ftrength to wield
The flaming fword or maffy shield;
But all around a daftard hoft,
To virtue and to freedom loft;
The wretched dupes of right divine;
Inglorious, fervile, and fupine;
Quite fenfelefs to the various charms
Of wit, of eloquence, of arms!
If Freedom left the fam'd refort
Of merchants-whether Change or Port,
No trade or commerce fill'd the streets,
Or wealth flow'd in from foreign fleets,
Or public credit rear'd its head,
But rags and poverty, instead ;
In short, a kind of Gothic rage
Threaten'd another iron age.
Such Freedom was, and flood confefs'd,
And fuch was held the darling guest;
And yet if we believe report,
No favourite the was at court:
Hufh, headstrong mufe, and ftop in season,
Nor run digreffion into treafon;
The mule, corrected-gentle firs,
Back to the mother ftrait recurs;
Who from fome crotchets in her crown,
Had much impair'd her old renown;
And, wedding with a northern lad,
She chang'd her name-and by him had"
A hideous brat aş e'er could live
A daughter, call'd Prerogative:
Though fome from records, and fo forth,
Infift fhe was of elder birth,
Placing her natal period higher,
And that one Tudor was her fire;
That in her non-age, by adoption,
Dame England took her at her option,
And that the pedant Stuart rather
Acted as a fofter-father;
But of a truth-old bards have fung,
From pride and avarice the sprung;
That at the inaufpicious fight
Lucina fcream'd with dread affright:
A fudden panic feiz'd on all,
While fweat o'erfpread the chamber wall;
Strange noifes through the houfe were heard,
And many ghaftly forms appear'd;
Tempestuous forms convuls'd the air,
And thook the antique fabric fair!
Difmay and horror mark'd the morn
On which this foe to man was born;
June 1776.
Howe'er, as ill weeds grow apace,
So did this fprout of evil race
Still grow ill favour'd; and her mind
Alike was of the crabbed kind;
That growing up ftill worfe and worfe
She often prov'd her parents' curse;
Malicious, fordid, proud, and bold;
A vifion fell! and errant fcold!
A perfecuting, bitter fhrew!
That gafp'd at all within her view;
Ever with goffips tales a gadding,
To fet her mother's friends a madding;
Her head was fill'd with proclamations,
Customs, impofts, and taxations,
Still preaching up defpotic power,
Fines, commitments, and the Tower.
N-h's heavy penalties and pains,
His popifh fhackles, yokes, and chains,
Thro' her good fervants loft their places,
While bad ones rofe by their disgraces,
Which made all folks of wary fense,
Avoid her as a peftilence:
Her bofom friends and faft allies,
Were certain pettifogging Spies,
Who at folks key-holes took occafion
To liften for an information,
With these the lived at rack and manger,
Till common fafety stood in danger,
And in her cups wou'd oft exprefs
A mortal hatred to the prefs,
Because the printers oft oppos'd
Her lawless power, and crimes expos'd.
In short, a glimpse of her convey'd
A thought of Mother Shipton's fhade;
Her gown from Manchester was stuff,
With high-crown'd hat and mighty ruffy
To these an artificial:rump,
By way of foil fet off her hump.
Such, if the chronicle is true,
The high bred hag appear'd to view,
Whofe ufual malice never miss'd her,
To prejudice her eldest sister ;
E'en brevity wou'd be prolix
To dwell on half the fpiteful tricks,
As practis'd by this mal-a-pert,
Freedom's domeftic peace to hurt;
To turn her mother's love to hate,
And her affe&ions alienate,
Whofe lies the weak old woman heeded,
Until Prerogative fucceeded :
To work her up to fuch a beldam,
As even Wapping hears of seldom,
That on a time intoxicated,
At fuch a rate fhe Freedom rated,
That calling her a thousand wh-s,
She turn'd her naked out of doors,
Regardless of her fituation,
Nor would attend to mediation,
Expos'd her to the rifque of fin,
Yet fome good people took her in ;
Got her a fervice in the west,
Gave her of characters the best,
And fhipp'd her off with many gifts,
As ftore of aprons, gowns, and fhifts,
Who perfevering virtuous ftill,
Soon gain'd the family's good-will,
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That by her own industry she
Arriv'd at very high degree;
But foon the mother got a fcent
How matters with her daughter went,
And being grown ('tis faid) close fifted,
She fent a meffage and infifted,
That Freedom's earnings were no other
Than dues belonging to her mother,
And if he did not come to book,
That to the iffue fhe might look,
She wou'd defpoil her of her worth,
And drive her from the very earth;
But Freedom anfwer'd and return'd,'
"She'd give her part of all the earn'd,
But as for claiming all (fhe faid)
She knew of no fuch bargain made,
Whene'er her mother afk'd aright,
She wou'd affist her day or night;
Nor fhou'd fhe ever know a want,
Provided not extravagant,
And beg'd (whatever others thought her)
She might remain her duteous daughter.""
"Extravagant! the mother cry'd,
Mufti bear that?-forbid it gride!
Such infolence I will not fuffer,
I'll fend my other girl to huff her,
Who with fome fpies I've fet upon her,
Shall call her rebel, foil her honour,"
And quite extinguish her existence,
Or drive her to a certain diftance.".
And now old work there was equipping
Prerogative, who foon took fhipping;
To do her worft like furies frantic,
Beyond the ocean, call'd th' Atlantic.
In vain poor Freedom pleaded laws,
Her nat'ral rights, and facred cause,
And fome who faw the mischief brewing,
Petition'd 'gainst the certain ruin.
The mother wou'd not hear a word,
But ftraight the cafe in point refer'd ;
Only to fome bigh jacks who each
A private intereft had i'th' breach,
Who try'd the merits by court martial,
And foon return'd a verdict partial,
The which provok'd each party's ftrength,
Until to loggerheads at length
The ladies fell-from tearing caps
They fcratch'd, and came to open flaps.
Touching this ftrange unnat'ral fray,
Which party won the hottile day,
Th' imperfect ftory does not say:
But if we credit oral fame,
Th' ill-favour'd daughter and the dame,
From firft to laft were both to blame.
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The fummer fun, with ray fupreme,
And fplendors all his own,
Pours down an unremitting beam,
From his imperial throne.
III.
Of new-mown hay the copious crops
Their fweeteft fragrance yield;
On herbs and flowers the early drops
Enamel ev'ry field.
The rofe's aromatic balm,
Borne on the western gale,
Adds fweetness to the morning calm,
Enriching every vale.
The gardens now, in gaudieft pride,
Exult in all their ftore;
Earth teems amain on every fide,
And bursts at every pore.
Then let each grateful thought impref
Its force upon the mind;
Let all our lives be thankfulness;
-For God is ever kind.
VII.
And let one moral thought intrude,
As fummer funs may roll:
-He need not dread, whofe life is good,
The winter of the foul.
For bis MAJESTY'S BIRTH-DAY, 1776.
Which was performed at Hampstead.
THAT moments roll fo happy to a
As those reserved for Albion's king alone!
Nor blush to own this favourite ifle
Deferves fuperior care, fuperior fmiles.
Goddess of health! enchanting maid!
With nature's beauteous bloom array'di
Bid all thy train on George attend,
Bid thy protecting power defcend,
Difpenfing influence as we fing,
The glad returning morn,
The natal moments of a king,
A king!-a Briton born!
Rapt into future time, what common eye
But knows that heaven itself has fmil'd!
Viewing the parent hero of a line,
The boaft of each illuftrious child.
View liberty while Brunswick reigns,
See happy cities, happy plains,
The lafting funfhine of the heart;
Serene Content's unclouded brow,
From thee, bleft delegate, can flow,
Protector of each liberal art.
We afk no joys but are our own,
Corroding care is here unknown;
No month fo mark'd with joyous glee,
Confenting nature's jubilee.
Though gathering forms are feen from far,
* See The Shortest Day, a poem, in our Appendix last year.
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Or fifter fubjects dare explore
The threatening hand of war;
Such mimic brows no terror bring,
While perfeverance here can spring,
To claim them as our own.
'Tis from example all muft live,
'Tis from a throne we virtue give;
'Tis here that clemency await
On ev'ry subject that's ingrate,
Whatever difcord fing.
The heavenly form of peace and reft
Is not a vifionary gueft;
But waits with painful moments to difpenfe
Her radiant form, to willing fenfe,
When children duty bring.
Oh! dare no more your foul career,
'Tis Titus lives, he waits your car;
Repentance make ye great.
Begin! 'tis the fupreme decree,
Refound! refound! fweet harmony!
It gives ye every joy ferene,
It gives ye every various scene;
It gives us all our fertile vales,
Thefe joyous moments that regales
The bright example of the day:
Indulgent Brunswick's happy fway.
The lyre is ftruck, purfue the fong,
The length ning notes to all prolong,
How confcious inborn virtue glows,
Gladly to aid the fubjects woes;
To them intirely refign'd,
"To wake for common good, and fuccour
human kind."
Once more repeat !
'Tis George's natal day we celebrate. Hampstead. T. P.
On the Sign of the FISH, at the Top of Broadway Hill, near Campden.
here a Fish, high floating in the air,
3.31See yonder winding bank of groves and woods, There fweet Avona hides her lucid floods; O claffic ftream! O ever honour'd name! Thou vieft' with Mele's, and with Mincio's fame: [morn, Here Somerville oft rous'd the lumb'ring And gay Euterpe blew the hunter's horn; Here plaintive + Shentone tun'd his love-lorn
Purfu'd the fair in vain, but clafp'd the bays; And Lyttelton here taught his tears to flow, In fofteft warblings of melodious woe.
And ye my guefts, if aught thefe names infpire, To catch fome fparks of Shakespeare's mufe of fire,
Trace here the downs, where oft he wont to rove,
Thefe hills, the mufes, more than Pindus love.
An OCCASIONAL PROLOGUE, Spoken by Mr. Garrick, the laft Time of his performing, "towards increafing a Fund for the Relief of thofe who, from their Infirmities, fhall be obliged to retire from the Stage."
Veteran fee! whofe laft act on the ftage,
A Intreats your fmiles for fickness and for
Their caufe I plead-plead it in heart and mind,
A fellow-feeling makes one wond'rous kind: Might we but hope your zeal would not be lefs
When I am gone, to patronife diftrefs,
That hope obtain'd, the wifh'd for end fecures,
To foothe their cares, who oft have lighten'd
Shall the great heroes of celeftial line,
Who drank full bowls of Greek and Roman
wine,
L Belgeks within you'll lay but fender Cæfar and Brutus, Agamemnon, Hector,
Yet enter, courteous guests, reft here and dine, The fish fhail (pout good ale, good punch, good wine;
If out of element our fish appear,
You think the tow'ring falcon fhould be here;
Caft but your eyes the vaft expanfe around,
Within this tract all elements abound:
Here æther pure, hence failing clouds below,
And fun-bright skies with treble lustre glow;
Here flocks and herds o'erfpread the verdant
hills,
There gushing fountains fall in tinkling rills;
There Ceres in the extended plains beneath
For Esham's vale, twines thick the golden
wreath;
There Malvern rears aloft his tow'ring head, On whom bright Venus al! her graces fheds, For on the top, and flopes above, below, And all around, the lines of beauty flow.
Nay Jove himself, who here has quaff'd his.
nectar!
[court her,
Shall they who govern'd fortune, cringe and
Thirft in their age, and call in vain for porter ?
Like Bellifarius, tax the pitying street,
With Date Obolum to all they meet?
Sha'n't I, who oft have drench'd my hands
Stabb'd many, poifon'd fome, beheaded more;
Who numbers flew in battle on this plain,
Sha'n't I, the flayer, try to feed the flain?
Brother to all, with equal love I view,
The men who flew me, and the men I flew :
I must, I will this happy project feize,
That thofe too old to die, may live with ease.
Suppofe the babes I fmother'd in the Tower,
By chance, or fickness, lofe their acting pow'r,
Shall they, once princes, worfe than all be
ferv'd!
[ftarv'd?
In childhood murder'd, and when murder'd,
Uu2
Matrons
•* One of the Mufes, goddess of the flute and fife. + Mr. Shenftone's elegant piftoral, in four parts, was addressed to the fifter of bis friend the late Mr. Graves, of Mickleton.
The late Lord Lyttelton's firft lady was born near Campden,
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