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a high slipper, and painted with strong as we can suppose it to have hieroglyphics. The whole body been the first day it was applied. is swathed with fillets, or narrow
of the muscular parts bands of linen, beginning with were preserved, except upon the the head and ending with the thighs; and even those, upon feet, which are wound round in touching them, crumbled to powcurious and inimitable
der." manner, with so many casts and turnings, and so often one upon
Wumour. another, that it is supposed there are seldom less than a thousand ells of filleting about one body.
When Milton was blind,
he marThose especially which cover the head and face are so neatly done, ried a shrew. The Duke of Buckthat they do not hinder us from ingham called her a rose.. perceiving the shape of the eyes, no judge of colours," replied Milnose, and mouth, though they are
ton, “and it may be so, for I feel
the thorns every day.” hid from the sight. On the breast is a sort of breast-plate, made with folds of liven cut scollop-wise, richly painted and gilt; on which On the Odyssey and lliad of Homer. is sometimes the face of a woman A party of Gents. having met once to with her arms expanded.
The cloth being moved, of course took Upon opening one of the coffins,
their wine, we found the head of the Mummy And among them one Omer, who, full of a composition of the con- alas ! drank so free, sistence, colour, and smell of pitch, That a Wag to a Friend observed, but something more fragrant ;
Omer's odd-y-see. which must, as Herodotus inti- Poor Omer, alas ! being no longer able mates, have been injected through to sit, and enjoy bimself at the table, the nostrils; to which end,
Got up, left the room, and look'd so
wretchedly bad, for the easier extraction of the
That the friend of the Wag rejoined, brain, we found, upon examina
Omer's ill-i-ad. tion, that the Septum medium of
G. Becle. the nose had been taken away. Having unfolded the bandage, that part of it which more imme- Expensive Gallantry.-- Among diately surrounded the body was the fucetiæ of Charles the Sequite rotten, and would not bear cond's days, it was the custom bandling without falling to pieces, when a gentleman drank a lady's whereas a great number of yards health as a toast, by way of doing of the exterior part appeared as I her greater honour, to throw some
of his dress into the fire, an ex- manner of work, &c.”-Mr. Harample, which his companions were vey replied, “very true friend, bound to follow, by consuming the but there is another passage that same article of their apparel, what- seems to have escaped your recolever it might be. An acquaint- lection, which says, “Make your ance, perceiving at a tavern din calling and election sure.'” ner, that Sir Charles Sedley (the gay licentious wit and versifier) had a very rich lace cravat, when · Ready Wit.-A young man he named his toast, committed his seeing an old woman driving asses cravat to the flames, as a burnt in the streets of Paris, said, offering to the temporary divinity; “ Adieu ! mother of asses." and Sir Charles was of course “ Adieu! adieu! my son," obliged, along with the rest, to swered she. do the same. He complied with good humour, saying it was a joke, but that he would have as
An Expensive Job.-A gengood a one another day.--Ac- tleman passing a country church cordingly, at a subsequent meet- while under repairs, observed to ing of the same party, he toasted one of the workmen, that he Nell Gwynne ; and calling in a thought it would be an expensive tooth-drawer he had in waiting, job. Why yes,” replied he, made him draw a decayed tooth“ but in my opinion we shall acwhich it was a blessing to lose. complish what our reverend divine His companions begged him to be has endeavoured to do for the last merciful, and wave the custom; thirty years in vain.”.
_“ What is but he was inexorable, and added that :” said the gentleman. “Why to their mortification by repeating, bring all the parish to repentance.” while their sound teeth were suffering under the operation,—“Patience, patience, gentlemen ; you Civic Improvement.-A freknow I promised you I would quenter of the city feasts having have my frolic too."
grown very fat, it was jocosely proposed to write upon his back,
“ Widened, at the expence of the Election Repartée.--Mr. Har- Corporation.” vey, formerly M.P. for Colchester, canvassed a quaker on a Sunday, who reprehended him for working A very thin audience attending on that sacred day, and referred the tragedy of Richard III. at him to the passage in Holy Writ, Windsor Theatre some time back,
6. Thou shalt do nol the crook back tyrant had not suf
ficient philosophy to endure this neration was in the world before neglect of his powers; for losing Adam and in the ark with Noah, all patience in the tent scene he and with Christ when crucified ; exclaimed with emphasis, “ I'll he wears a crown on his head, forth and walk a while," and very and his beard is the colour of composedly went home to supper. vermillion, which is seldom if
cut; he goes barefooted,
summer and winter, like a friar: State affairs.-A countryman he wears a coat that is neither passing along the Strand, saw a wove, knit, or spun, neither is it coach overturned, asking what was made with hands; nor is it silk, the matter, he was told, that three woollen, cotten, or hair, yet it is or four members of parliament of an exceeding glossy colour ; he. were overturned in a coach. “Oh,” walks with neither sword, cane, says he, “there let them be, my staff, nor gun, but he has suffifather always advised me not to cient weapons to defend himself meddle with state affairs.”
with, yet he puts up with many insults, which he does not revenge
either by word or deed; he can Lord Norbury once saw a wit- neither write or read, yet he is ness make his appearance with one
well skilled in both ancient and cheek very much swelled and ob
modern languages; he is underserved to Solicitor-General Bush, stood by all nations and by all “He showed evident proof of his people.—He careth not for the qualifications for the bar.” “How pomp and vanity of this world so, my Lord ?” said the witty Soli- but may look daily when he is citor-General. “Why don't you
to be martyred, he never sleepeth see,” observed his Lordship, “how
in a bed or chair, neither doth le well furnished he is with jaw?» pull off his clothes summer or win“ It is however equally clear, my ter, yet he would rather sleep in Lord, how it unfits him for the a barn than in a king's palace. bench.”.6 How so, Mr. Solicitor?” He is a constant keeper of Lent, “Why, my lord, it is all on one
seldom drinketh any thing but side."
water, and it is thought he is more inclined to popery than to protestantism.--He believeth not
in the resurrection of the dead, WONDERFUL PROPHET.
yet there is no article in the
christian faith which he denieth. There is now to be seen in the Query. Who is he? City of Oxford, a most strange and wonderful prophet, whose ge
To the Editor of the Oxford Enter
Hark! the happy skylarks sing Light of heart, and light of wing; Theirs the brisk and blythesome
measure That awakes the soul to pleasure As they dance along the sky In their spirit's ecstasy : See yon ling’ring warbler floats O'er her couch of purple heather, Trilling short some sweet wild
notes ; Now she links them altogether ; For her kindling eyes are turning Where the sun's new lamp is burn
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Louder now, her song, and sweeter, And her Aight she wingeth feeter, High in heav'n's supreme dominion
Carolling the clouds among, While her light and trembling pinion
A MATIN SONG.
Beats the measure of her song:
O'er yon beetling cliffs afar
'Tis the mild and soothing hour
Where are guilt, and pride, and
H. H. H.
To a lady supposed to be Consump-1 To the Editor of the Orford Enter. tive.
SIR, Well, Eliza ! thou art about to wave Seeing in your amusing little This dull insipid scene, and none publication last week, page 48,
a German epitaph for solution, I What beatific brightness there may transmit you the following, which dwell
I think is correct. In thy hereafter :- -thou wilt leave
VERITAS. A world of woes, and sad unsleep- O super-be! quid super-bis ? tua ing cares,
super-bia te super-abit; ter-ra es et
in ter-ram i-bis mox eris quod ego Whose cankering nature, mind and
form impairs; As blighted buds, the loveliest blos
Eyigrams. soms chill. So the griev'd mind, the fairest form- yet still
To an ignorant priest, quoth his pre
late severe, They must be borne, and may be
“Away with such blockheads! fool, blessings, where
what dost thou here? They wean the heart, and for a better “What an ass of a bishop in orders world prepare.
"Your Lordship,” said Hodge, with a Oh, may this lot be thine,-thy only
humble congee! fear Absorb'd in faith triumphant,--and “Good ale makes all men sleek be all thy care,
seen, A star of hope, to set in that bright It plumps, it fattens all, Heaven,
But yet it seems to make you lean"'
“Me?"-"yes-against the wall." Which the Omnipotent thro' his Son hath given!,
TO CORRESPONDENTS. C. C. Oxford,
Numerous communications have been June 5, 1924.
received since our last, which will
meet with early attention. The Church Vard.
The Editors venture to hope they
shall be favoured with the further conIn Greenwich Church Yard. tributions of “ Clio.”
Amicus,” “Robin Hood's Well,” Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade, Poetry by “ N.” and “A. B.” will
Death came with friendly care, not suit the Miscellany. The op’ning buds to Heav'n convey'd, “ Nicholas,"
” “A Subscriber," and And bade them blossom there.
Asper,” in our next.
“ Emerald,” is any thing but a St. Peter's, Manchester. Poet, we recommend him Prose.
Communications bearing no signaON AN INFANT. This little bud so young and fair,
tures can not be noticed. Call’d home by early doom,
The despicable Animal, who signs Just came to shew how sweet a flow'r himself“ John Bull,” will find a letter In Paradise could Lloom,
addressed to him on applica ion at
SELECTOR our Publisher's. No. 4, Vol. I.---June 30, 1824.
[ Printed and Publislied by F. Trash, Oxford.
ON TWO CHILDREN.