T

TO

MOORE

No.

Trusting our little merchant friend, Sun, shed your warmest beams around his
May prove a Gresham to the end,

urn;
And leave a monuinent* more strong, Fair Moon, your softest light upon him
Than brass, to write her deeds upon;

turnA monument up-raised by merit,

For, as he took his lovely thoughts from Of charity and public spirit;

you,
And shew to all the sons of commerce, To his remains your tenderest care is due.
That Virtue's stamp departs not from us.

M. R. S.
M.R.S.

-'S PICTURE;
[The following Lines are said to have
been found at the foot of Muswell Hill, Go, then, if she whose shade thou art,
near to a small white cottage, inhabited

No more will let thee soothe my pain; by the celebrated poet Thomas Moore in Yet tell her, it has cost this heart the summer of 1817, while his “Lalla Some pangs to give thee back again. Rookh” was printing. The Poet's death is supposed, and the favorite subjects of Tell her, the smile was not so dear, his Muse are invoked, to pay the last tri

With wbich she made thy semblance bute of affection to his memory. Whether

mine;

As bitter is the burning tear, the lines are the beginning, middle, or end

With which I now the gift resign. of a Poem, cannot easily be determined; probably the rest of the Manuscript may Yet go-and could she still restore, have been lost in the pond hard by. The As some exchange for taking thee, circunstance of Moore's having lived in The tranquil look which first I wore, the neighbourhood, has imparted a clasa When her eyes found me wild and free. sical interest to the natural beauty of the

Could she give back the careless flow, spot, which is well worth the attention of the admirers of Nature and romantic

The spirit which my fancy knew;

Yet, ah! 'tis vain-go, picture, go, landscape. At the top of the hill is a

Smile at me once, and then adieu ! white conspicuous house, which serves as a beacon at a considerable distance to all who travel that way; it was for

TO COLMAR; merly the banqueting house and library By J. Wedderburne Webster, Esg. of the famous Topham Beauclerc, who with the luminaries of the day, Dr.

Boy! tune thy harp to Sorrow's song,

For I have heard so wild a strain Johnson, Burke, Reynolds, &c. used

Burst from the heart that purs'd it long; there to assemble to partake of the

Methought 'would rend each chord in “ feast of reason, and the flow of soul,"

twain and return to London, the city of the world, at night. With such recollections, Yes! I have heard and I have seen the house and the spot deserve conside- The note that rose, the tear which fell; ration.]

And all thy sorrows, dear CORINNE, Bees, drop your honey o'er his last remains; There shall the voice, wbich charm’d the

Deep in my inmost soul shall dwell. Melodious Birds, pour forth your sweetest strains;

ear,

In broken cadence murmur still; * Sir Thomas Gresham, a Merchant of Tho' all be silent, cold and chill.

Apd whisper o'er the name that's dear, London, knighted by Queen Elizabeth ; ke built the Royal Exchauge, and transac And there, where once the Primrose grew, ted the Queen's mercantile affairs so con The Cypress waves her sable head, stantly, that he was called the Royal Mer. And sprigs of Rosemary and Rue, chant.

Now spring to blossom in its stead.

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THE

TICKLER MAGAZINE.

LONDON, DECEMBER 1, 1821.

Bon apots.

that he would be punished for his rash-
ness, begged for pardon. The bear,
Jiowever, caressed him, and endeavoured
to prevail on him to eat what had been A fellow stole some bark from the
brought him the evening before, which trees on the late Lord Stanhope's estate
he did at the request of the spectators, in Devonshire. On the report being
who conducted him to lbe Prince. Hav-. made to his Lordship, with some fear
ing learned the whole history of this of the robber's escaping, the willy Peer
singular alliance, and the time which it

remarked very neatly, “ 0! never fear had vontinued, the Prince ordered care

his detection, the Dog will be discovered
to be taken' of the little Savoyard, who by his Bark !"
without doubt would have svon made
his furtune, had he not died a short time
afler.

SIR WM. DAVENANT, the poet, who
had no Nose, going along the Mews

one day, a beggar woman followed him, CHARLES THE FIFTH.-Charles

crying, “ Ah! God preserve your Eye the Fifth having one day approached sight, Sir, the Lord preserve your Fye very near the battery of

sight." Why, good woman (said he) fron, one of his officers hegged him

dost thou pray so much for my Eye not tu expose his person in that manner ;

sight?” “ Ah! dear Sir, (answered the upon which the Emperor smiling, said,

woman) if it should please God that you “ Did you ever see a bullet hit an Em

grow dim-sighted, you have no place to
hang your spectacles on.”

Ulema he ac into 1 had i desini ordir mur word Verg prol Stra kick the pass che of 1

can

DA ster con Dr: the Da the

peror ?".

tleman, was asked to stay to dinner, which forts.' We caonot admit the idea that
he accepting of, the geotleman stepped his donations to posterity, extensive as
into the vert room, and told his wife he they were, are to be considered as his
had invited the Doctor to dinner, and charities !* for, as some poet says.
desired her to provide something extra-
ordinary. Hereupou she began to mur-

“ When you beyond the grave extend your

cares, mur and scold, and make a thousand

“ You only deal in other men's affairs." words, till at last her husband, being very inuch provoked at her behaviour,

There was no charity, in leaving beprotested, that if it was not for the

hind what he could not take along with Stranger io the next room, he would

him ; and of depriving his heirs of what kick her out of doors.-Upon which,

he could not bear the thought of dethe Doctor, who had beard all that had

priving himself. Even bis heirs, there. passed, immediately stepped out, and

fore, have little reason either to adınire cried, I beg, Sir, you'll make no stranger

bis conduct, or venerate his memory. of me,

He died, (says the Whitehaven Ga. zette) at the advanced age of 91,

and had ainassed above £30,000. We DANIEL PURCELL, the famous pun

must

come to a detail of the ster, calling for some pipes in a lavern,

methods which he adopted to acquire complained they were too short. The

this immense properly.. He began the Drawer said they bad no other, and world literally with nothing ! lo carly those were just come in.

life he was a seaman, and when on board Daniel, I see your master has not bought descended to the most servile offices for ther very long

the meapest sailor for the sake of a

pen. ny. Servile as these were, his conduct

in the subsequent stages of his life was IT was a fine saying of Lord Russell, not more respectable, and as his deportwho was beheaded in the reign of meut iu later years came more immediCharles II, when on the scaffold, be deli ately under our own review, we shali vered his watch to Dr. Gilbert Burnet, state a few particulars--ot for the ediafterwards Bishop of Salisburg.

" Here

fication of his brother miscrs, but as Sir, (said he) take this, it shiews Time ; beacons for the more liberal part of the I am going into Eternity, and shall no community. Till within a short period luoger bave any need of it.”

of his loog.expected demise, he boarded

Ay, said

Character.

THE LATE MR. PIPER.
This very exceotric Character died
a few weeks ago at Whitehaven.-lo
speaking of this man, we regret to vb.
serve that, under the head virtues we
have very little to say. Mr. Piper's
yirtues were only of.the negative kind.
Abstemiousness, selfdenial, and inflexible
perseverance in the attainment of his
object marked the whole teoor of his
conduct : and these are only virtues so
far as their object is a laudable one :
but bis object was, exclusively, the
hoarding up of riches, and on this, his
whole heart and soul were invariably
fixed. At the sordid shrine of Plutus
he sacrificed every generous principle,
every humane and charitable feeling, and
Rut these only, but even his own come

* The Marine Scbool, in High Street, in this town, was built by the Earl of Lonsdale, in consideration of Mr. Piper's endowment in the way already mentioned. Since the execution of the deed Mr. Piper has been frequently heard to express bis regret that he had bequeathed any part of his property for charitable purposes ; and to complain of the insufficiency of the building in High Street. It is said that the alleged abuses of Public Charities alarmed him; but the truth is that he was a dissatisfied man that nothing but money could please. He has left 1001, to each of his three executors; the bulk of his fortune descends to his collateral relations. Mr. Piper's donations to the schools at Kendal and Lancaster were paid during his life; and the interest of the money secured to him by the Trustees. But this was not the case with respect to the Whitehaven Marine Sebool, the validity of his endowinents, which we understand will be disputed.

at the rate of 8s. per week, a sum which said that he disregarded popularity (and he always paid will heart-fell reluctance, indeed he could not expect much of it

) and which he usually endeavoured lo di but it is certain that he seemed highly minish by some petty sel-off. If he happened to dine or drink lea abroad, he

deligbled with the Bishop of Chester's

encomiums on his charitable bequests, carefully calculated the proportionate and always look much credit lo himself expense and deducted it from his board for his posthumous beneficence : but was wagcs. He soinctimes went a fishing, never koown to give one penuy lo the and the value of the fish which he caught poor. A few days before his deaih, when and made use of was deducted in the a relative called at his lodgings to insame way; but most commonly be oblig. quire after bis healthi,hethus saluted him: ed his landlady to take the fish at the " Have you brought the interest ?" "]t highest market price. By the various is not due yet," replied the visitor.deaths which from time to time took No' added the sick man," and I am place among the collateral branches of not dead yet.” As he lived without rehis family, he acquired some additions to spect, so he died without regret, and was his properly; and with the exception of buried without solemoity-hence it these, and his own parsimopious savings,

may justly be said. time and compound interest did all the rest. Poorly he lived, and poorly he died; His dress bespoke the penury of his Poorly was buried, and NOBODY CRIED. disposition--one suit lasting maoy years. As lo shirts he had but two which were Jalterly worn to tatters, insomuch that the

Correspondence. poorest mendicant would have sold them for rags. To keep them together defied thc powor of the washer-womau, wbo, in her own defence, had them mended DISSERTATION ON A CABBAGEwith a little fresh liven, for which, on

STALK. presenting her account, he generously gave herma halfpenng! His barber's fee was a penny per weck, for which he got shaved at the shop; and when unable to travel that distance, he absolute.

I have just taken up my pen to By refused to give more ; his friends,

write something for your magazine; but Therefore, (or rather his expectants) gave

what to write, or ori what subject, is at something additional out of their own

present as uokuown to me as it is to that pockets ! It is truly said,mo" Crescit

man or woman whose lot it will be to be annor nummi, quantum ipsa pecunia cres born the last in this world. Imaginacil”-if he fingered a penny it was no

tion, comc bither'; stretch forth thy pilonger a part of the circulating medium.

nions, cleave the yielding air, explore The last Whitsuntide terni falling very

the bouodless expanse, and set thy crea. Jate, he fretted exceedingly that he was tive faculties to work. Imagination is so long kept out of his rents, and was

deaf, or she is fallen asleep, or her wings dying with apprehension lest he should die

are wet and heavy. Then come thou before the ensuing term. In him the

genius, my little guardian angel, and “ruling passion" was “ strong in death."

whisper to me wbat I am to say. Light Being very faiut a few days before his

up thy torch, and let me pick a quill out dissolution, it was proposed to ad.

of thy wing to make a pen with, instead minister a little brands, vo which he fal

of this goose-quill. The little rogue is tered out, " What will it cost ?” and, on

gone a sweethearling, and has forsaken being told, positively refused the cor.

Some happy man or woman bas dial drop. Yet so long as he had any

two geniuses, and poor I not the shadow strengh remaining, he parlook freely of

of one. To you I must fy for assistrefreshment abich was offered as a gift,

ance-dullness and slupidity, diclate to raying

" the neighbours are very good ine what I am to wrile. My voice has lo me." And thus he acted throughout

struck their auditory nerve-my request life, being fond of good eating and drink.

is granted. With much gaping, gawa. jug, when he could gratify his appetite ating, rubbing of eyes, and stretching of his neighbour's expense. It has been limbs, they deliberately and gradually

TO THE EDITOR OF TIG TICKLER NA.

GAZINE.

me.