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* quadrangular table, diametrically opposite to the «mace-bearer. The visage of that venerable herald ' was, according to custom, most glorioudly illu

minated on this joyful occasion. The mayor and s aldermen, those pillars of our constitution, began

to totter; and if any one at the board could have • so far articulated, as to have demanded intelli

gibly a reinforcement of liquor, the whole afsembly had been by this time extended under the table.

The celebration of this night's folemnity was opened by the obftreperous joy of drummers, - who with their parchment thunder, gave a signal ' for the appearance of the mob, under their fes veral claffes and denominations. They were

quickly joined by the melodious clank of mar. • row.bone and cleaver, while a chorus of bells fill.

ed up the confort. A pyramid of stack-faggots cheered the hearts of the populace with the promife of a blaze: The guns had no sooner uttered

the prologue, but the heavens were brightened 6 with artificial meteors, and stars of our own • making ; and all the High-street lighted up from

one end to another with a galaxy of candles. .. We collected a largess for the multitude, who ** tippled elemofynary until they grew exceeding

vociferous. There was a parte-board pontiff,

with a little swarthy dæmon at his elbow, who, <by his diabolical whispers and infinuations, tempt6 ed his holiness into the fire, and then left him to « Thift for himself. The mobile were very farcastic 4 with their clubs, and gave the old gentleman fe

veral thumps upon his triple head-piece. Tom Tyler's phiz is something damaged by the fall of • a rocket, which hath almost spoiled the gnomen 6 of his countenance, . The mirch of the commons grew


very outrageous, that it found work for s our friend of the Quorum, who by the help of s his Amanuenfis, took down all their names and

• their crimes, with a design to produce bis ma• puscript at the next quarter-feffions, bc. &. &ci'

I shall subjoin to the foregoing piece of a letter; the folowing copy of verses translated from an Itakan poet, who was the Cleveland of his age, and had muhitudes of admirers. The subject is an accident that happened under the reign of Pope Leo, when a fire-work, that had been prepared uponthe castle of St. Angelo, began to play before its time, being kindled by a fath of lightning. The author hath written a poem in the fame kind of Atile as that I have already exemplified in profe. Every line in it is a riddle, and the reader must be forced to consider it twice or thrice before he will know that the Cynic tenement is a tub, and Bacchus his cast.coat a hog/bead, &c.

'Twas night; and heav'n, a Cyclops all the day,
And Argus now did countless eyes display:
In every window Rome her joy declares,
All bright, and

studded with terrestrial stars,
A blazing chain of lights her roofs entwines,
And round her neck the mingled lustre fbines;
The Cynic's rolling tenement-conspires,
With Bacchus his caft-coat, to feed the fires.

The pile, Aill big with undiscover'd shows,
The Tuscan pile did last its freight disclose,
Where the proud tops of Rome's new Ætna rife,
Whence giants sally, and invade the skies.

Whilf now the multitude expect the time,
And their tir'd eyes the lofty mountain climb,
A thoufand iron mouths tbeir voices try, -
And thunder out a dreadful harmony;
In treble notes the fmall artillery plays,
The deep-mouth'd cannon bellows in the bass,
The lab'ring pile now heaves, and having givin
Proofs of its travail, hghs in flames to heav'n.
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The clouds invelop'd heav'n from human fight,
Quench'd every star, and put out ev'ry light ;
Now real thunder grumbles in the skies,
And in disdainful murmurs Rome defies ;
Nor doih its answer'd challenge Rome decline ;
But whilst both parties in full confort join,
While heav'n and earth in rival peals refound,
The doubtful cracks the hearer's fenfe confound;
Whether the claps of thunderbolts they hear,
Or elfe the burst of cannon wounds tbeir ear;
Whether clouds rag'd by struggling metals rent,
Or struggling clouds in Roman metals: pent.
But O, my mufe, the whole adventure tell,
As ev'ry accident in order fell.

Tall groves of trees the Hadrian tow'r surround,
fiftitious trees with paper garlands crown'd.
These know no spring, but when their bodies Sprout
In fire, and

shoot their gilded bloffoms out; When blazing leaves appear above their head, And into branching flames their bodies spread. Whilft real thunder splits the firmament, And heaven's whole roof in one vast cleft is rent, The three-fork'd tongue amidst the rupture lolls, Then drops, and on the airy turret falls, The trees now kindle, and the garland burns, And thousand thunderbolts for one returns : Brigades of burning archers upwards fly, Bright spears and joining Spearmen mount on high, Flis in the clouds, and glitter in the sky.

A leven.fold sbield of spheres doth heav'n defend, And back again the blunted weapons fend; Unwillingly they fall, and dropping down, Pour out their fouls, their sulph'rous fouls, and

With joy, great Sir, we view'd this pompous

While heav'n, that sat spectator Bill till now,
Itself turn'daktor, proud to pleasure you :

And so 'tis fit, when Leo's fires appear, That heav'n itself jould turn an engineer : That beav'n it self should all its wonders foow, And orbs abode consent with orbs below. Bogoagociocks Moto oooooooooooo: : NO 618. WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 10.

Neque enim concludere verfum
Dixeris ellé fatis : Neque fiquis fcribat, uti nos;
Sermoni propiora, putes hunc effe poëtam.

Hor. Sat. iv. I. i. ver. 40.-
'Tis not enough the measur'd feet to close;
Nor will you give a poet's name to those,
Whose humble verse, like mine, approaches

prose. • Mr. SPECTATOR, • YOU having, in your two laft Spectators, given -

the town a couple of remarkable letters in very different ftiles : I take this opportunity to • offer to you some remarks upon the epiftolary way • of writing in verfe. This is a species of poetry

by itself; and has not so much as been hinted at : * in any of the arts of poetry, that have ever fala *len into my hands : Neither has it in any age, or :

in any nation, been fo much cultivated, as the * other feveral kinds of poefy. A man of Genius • may, if he pleases, write letters in verfe upon all :

manner of subjects, that are capable of being embellished with wit and language, and may render

them new and agreeable by giving the proper turn • to them. But in fpeaking at present of epiftolary

poetry, I would be understood to mean 'only fuch writings in this kind, as have been in use among • the ancients, and have been copied from them

by some moderns. These may be reduced into two classes : In the one I shall range love


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• letters, letters of friendship, and letters upon • mournful occasions : In the other I shall place < such epistles in verse, as may properly be called • familiar, critical, and moral; to which may be

added, letters of mirth and humour. Ovid for 6 the first, and Horace for the latter, are the best

originals we have left.
• He that is ambitious of succeeding in the Ovidi.

an way, should first examine his heart well, and • feel whether his paffions (especially those of the ' gentler kind) play eafy, fince it is not his wit, but • the delicacy and tenderness of his sentiments, that • will affect his readers. His versification likewise • fhould be foft, and all his numbers flowing and querulous.

The qualifications requisite for writing epiftles, after the model given us by Horace, are of a quite i different nature. He that would excel in this kind must have a good fund of strong masculine sense ; To this there must be joined a thorough

knowledge of mankind, together with an insight • into the business, and the prevailing humours of

Our author must have his mind well • feasoned with the finest precepts of morality, and • be filled with nice reflections upon the bright and • the dark sides of human life : He must be a ma

fter of refined rallery, and understand the deli

cacies, as well as the abfurdities of conversation. • He muft have a lively turn of wit, with an easy, ..and concise manner of expreffion : Every thing • he says, must be in a free and disengaged man

He must be guilty of nothing that betrays the air of a recluse, but appear a man of the ! world throughout. His illustrations, his compa

risons; and the greatest part of his images mult be drawn from common life. Strokes of satire

and criticism, as well as panegyric, judiciously • thrown in (and as it were by the by) give a wonderful life and ornament to compositions of this

• kind,

• the age.


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