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BUBBLE AND SQUEAK.
Oh that I was a red hot poker!"*
Thus o'er their tankards and decanters Whigsters and Revolution ranters, Our H***rds, Wh******ds, Gr**s, and more hacks Of Opposition, strain their thorax
* The exordium (thrice repeated) of a discourse delivered some time since at his Methodistical Manufactory, by the Reverend Divine above-mentioned. VOL. II.
Eager to kindle through the nation
There kindles RADICAL REFORM
The Revolutionary storm;
Profanely cherish'd Revelation,
* As the Festival instituted by enlightened Gallic Idolaters, in honour of the Goddess of Reason, does so much credit to the New Philosophy of the eighteenth century, I shall subjoin the following brief account of that memorable solemnity, as given in the Anti-Jacobin of Dec. 25, 1797.
“ Hebert, a professed Atheist, at the instigation of the execrable Condorcet, set up a newspaper, intitled —" Journal du Véritable Père du Chêne.”—This paper was filled with blasphemy and obscenity of the grossest kind, and was distributed with a most pernicious activity.
“ The blessed effects of this patriotic print were not long in manifesting themselves. The people, accustomed to see the Religion of their ancestors daily reviled, learned to think of it with indifference, and soon became ripe for the Farce which CONDORCET, and his Atheistical associates, were preparing for them.
“ Gobet, the Revolutionary Bishop of Paris, appeared at the bar of the Constituent Assembly, with his inferior Clergy, and made a formal abjuration of CHRISTIANITY. He threw
Turn Crucifixes out of doors,
himself, he said, on the mercy of the nation, for having so long deceived them with the absurdities of the Impostor CHRIST, and his pretended FATHER, whose doctrines he now abjured with detestation and horror; and he assured them that in future he would acknowledge no other Deity than Reason.
“ Here began the ceremony so much admired by our Jacobin prints. Hebert kept a strumpet of the name of MOMORA, the wife of a renegado Corsican. This miserable prostitute was fixed upon to represent the Goddess of Reason; she was fantastically tricked out, and led, at the head of a grand procession, to the Church of Notre Dame, the Cathedral of Paris. Here she was solemnly placed on a Throne of Turf and Flowers, while Gobet, and the rest of the Revolutionary Clergy, burnt incense on an altar erected just before her.
“ While this was performing, the canon announced the instauration of the new Goddess : the enlightened people of Paris fell prostrate at the signal, and paid their brutified adorations at the feet of a street-walker and an adultress!".
Whose throat can chaunt no civic tunes,
Φιλολμάμενοι θειάσαι πόρνην σολίτιδα : :
Clem. Alexand. Admon. ad Genta