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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + + + + +Title: Characters from Life + or Moral Hints. In Verse + + +Author: James Parkerson + + + +Release Date: May 6, 2010 [eBook #32277] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII) + + +***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK CHARACTERS FROM LIFE*** +</pre> +<p>Transcribed from the early 1800’s edition by David +Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org. Many thanks to Norfolk and +Norwich Millennium Library, UK, for kindly supplying the images +from which this transcription was made.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> +<a href="images/coverb.jpg"> +<img alt= +"Photograph of this pamphlet" +title= +"Photograph of this pamphlet" +src="images/covers.jpg" /> +</a></p> +<h1>CHARACTERS FROM<br /> +LIFE;</h1> +<p style="text-align: center"><span class="smcap">or</span>,</p> +<p style="text-align: center">MORAL HINTS.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"><span class="smcap"><i>in +verse</i></span>.</p> +<p style="text-align: center">Viz.</p> +<table> +<tr> +<td><p>Admonitions to the Dissipated</p> +</td> +<td><p>An address to a Man of the World</p> +</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>On Viewing the Cattle Market</p> +</td> +<td><p>Serious Reflections</p> +</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Lion and Orange Grove</p> +</td> +<td><p>An address to Calista.</p> +</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>The Convict’s Farewell</p> +</td> +<td><p> </p> +</td> +</tr> +</table> +<p style="text-align: center"> +<a href="images/decdiv.jpg"> +<img alt= +"Decorative divider" +title= +"Decorative divider" +src="images/decdiv.jpg" /> +</a></p> +<p style="text-align: center"><span class="smcap">By</span> J. +PARKERSON, <span class="smcap">Jun.</span></p> +<p style="text-align: center"> +<a href="images/decdiv.jpg"> +<img alt= +"Decorative divider" +title= +"Decorative divider" +src="images/decdiv.jpg" /> +</a></p> +<p style="text-align: center"><span class="smcap">Walker</span>, +<span class="smcap">Printer</span>, <span class="smcap">near the +Duke’s Palace</span>.</p> +<h2><!-- page 3--><a name="page3"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +3</span>ADMONITIONS<br /> +<span class="smcap">to the</span><br /> +DISSIPATED.</h2> +<p style="text-align: center"> +<a href="images/p3.jpg"> +<img alt= +"Decorative divider" +title= +"Decorative divider" +src="images/p3.jpg" /> +</a></p> +<p class="poetry">Excess to mankind oft’times brings,<br /> +Remorse with all its bitter stings;<br /> +When cares oppress us in this life.<br /> +At times we drink to banish strife;<br /> +But when its feeble aid is o’er,<br /> +We are more wretched then before.<br /> +Oft poverty the man disgrace,<br /> +And shows a drunkard in his face;<br /> +Suppose he is a man of wealth,<br /> +Excess of liquor injures health;<br /> +Not only health but sad to name,<br /> +Such characters the sober blame.<br /> +The artful villain tries his skill,<br /> +When Bacchus gains us to his will;<br /> +At such unguarded times disclose,<br /> +What makes our valued friends our foes;<br /> +And many an injured wife declares<br /> +That Bacchus cause her many tears.<br /> +The husband oft to harlots stray,<br /> +Whene’er he bears a sovereign’s sway;<br /> +<!-- page 4--><a name="page4"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +4</span>And by his aid the thoughtless youth,<br /> +Is led from virtues paths and truth:<br /> +Oh gentle youth the harlot’s smile,<br /> +Is given only to beguile;<br /> +Their conversation so impure,<br /> +That men of sense them can’t endure;<br /> +Be chaste in every thought I pray,<br /> +Sweet modesty will gain the day;<br /> +Bacchus with her can not contend,<br /> +She is to every youth a friend.<br /> +Oft do I see a good man’s son,<br /> +By harlots ruined and undone;<br /> +A tipling farmer oft complain,<br /> +Much is too low the price of grain;<br /> +He must acknowledge oft he meet,<br /> +His wealthy landlord in the street;<br /> +On Saturdays his landlord roam,<br /> +A few miles from his gaudy home;<br /> +To this tho’ ancient pretty city,<br /> +To see a play denoted pretty:<br /> +Oft in the boxes folks call green,<br /> +The tenant with his wife is seen;<br /> +His spending money in that way,<br /> +Good sense and learning then display;<br /> +When farmers hurt themselves is clear,<br /> +Is riding home and drunk appear.<br /> +<!-- page 5--><a name="page5"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +5</span>Driving their horses at a rate,<br /> +As plain foretell they staid too late;<br /> +The gig turn’d o’er an arm is broke,<br /> +Don’t this his landlord much provoke.<br /> +Some neighbour who may want his farm,<br /> +Take care the village to alarm;<br /> +Informs his neighbours he can’t pay<br /> +His tithe till sold both corn and hay;<br /> +And to his landlord slyly state,<br /> +That ruin’d soon must be his fate;<br /> +His neighbour was in liquor found,<br /> +Senseless and bleeding on the ground;<br /> +On going home he drove so fast,<br /> +As if each minute was his last;<br /> +He’d broke his gig and spoilt his mare,<br /> +This Sir is true I do declare;<br /> +What I now state to others name,<br /> +And they will tell you just the same;<br /> +Sir cried the landlord in a pat,<br /> +He knows not what he would be at;<br /> +Quickly his mind I will alarm,<br /> +For I will turn him out his farm;<br /> +To me he’s tenant but at will,<br /> +Soon soon he’ll be on Castle-Hill;<br /> +I instant will the sot distress,<br /> +And others will him sharply press;<br /> +<!-- page 6--><a name="page6"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +6</span>Sir cries his neighbour should that be,<br /> +I hope you’ll give me liberty;<br /> +To offer you a great deal more,<br /> +Then ere you let his farm before;<br /> +I have two bondsmen at my call,<br /> +One lives you know at such a hall;<br /> +The other friend is Banker Steady,<br /> +They both to serve me Sir are ready!<br /> +Sir cries the landlord you keep sober,<br /> +And only drink your own October;<br /> +I’ll promise what you’ve ask’d of me,<br /> +And you my tenant soon shall be;<br /> +I’ll send the bailiffs on his place,<br /> +And that will bring him to disgrace;<br /> +The slanderer says pray sir don’t state,<br /> +What I to you this day relate;<br /> +No says the landlord, I’ll not say,<br /> +What you have told me on this day;<br /> +This slanderer I do know well,<br /> +And only do the truth now tell;<br /> +Most farmers whose estates are large,<br /> +Their public duty well discharge;<br /> +They live on such a handsome plan,<br /> +As note and mark them gentlemen;<br /> +I do protest it is great pity,<br /> +Some drink so hard when in this city;<br /> +<!-- page 7--><a name="page7"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +7</span>As when rattling o’er the stones,<br /> +They break a poor old woman’s bones;<br /> +Or by his trotting horse knock’d down,<br /> +Before he leaves a market town;<br /> +I do but state what many view,<br /> +And Norwich surgeons know its true.<br /> +Good farmers I do much esteem,<br /> +And therefore make them oft my theme;<br /> +May every farmer when he dine,<br /> +Have means to drink a pint of wine.</p> +<h2><span class="smcap">on viewing the</span><br /> +CATTLE MARKET<br /> +<span class="smcap">on the</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">castle hill</span>.</h2> +<p class="poetry">The wealthy farmer with a rosy hue,<br /> +Weekly attends the hardy scot to view;<br /> +The pretty homebred soon his eye detain,<br /> +Views and admires, then chat in lively strain;<br /> +Of natures produce till his business call<br /> +Him from such pleasing sights to pace the hall;<br /> +Soon as he sees his merchant at his stand,<br /> +He shows the produce of his fertile land;<br /> +I’ll give you such a price the merchant say,<br /> +A higher bidder you’ll not find this day.<br /> +<!-- page 8--><a name="page8"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +8</span>But ere the farmer quits the hill he view,<br /> +All other stock to find out something new;<br /> +A thought then strikes him as the season’s fine,<br /> +I’ll buy a few score sheep before I dine;<br /> +Into the pens he hies, the bargain struck,<br /> +The jobber takes his cash, wish him good luck.<br /> +Prehaps his steed don’t travel to his mind,<br /> +Looks at the nags, and do a good one find;<br /> +The price he thinks too high, but not refrain,<br /> +Making another bid the horse to gain;<br /> +The dealer tempted by the offer say,<br /> +Sir I’ll comply don’t hurry so away;<br /> +Lets take a glass of wine to wish success<br /> +To your new purchase—hard the farmer press,<br /> +The nag is taken from the stand with glee;<br /> +Another takes his place with broken knee,<br /> +The buyer says what have you standing here?<br /> +A damaged one a tumbling one I fear;<br /> +Sir cries the dealer as your land is light,<br /> +Take him for plough he’s pretty to the sight;<br /> +No it can’t be, you must be in a joke,<br /> +Sure I can’t see, or else his knees are broke;<br /> +But Sir the price I ask will claim a bid,<br /> +I have so many that I want to rid;<br /> +Ten guineas for him Sir to you I’ll take,<br /> +A useful one to you I’m sure he’ll make:<br /> +<!-- page 9--><a name="page9"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +9</span>The farmer cries before I quit the ground,<br /> +I’ll make an offer which is Sir ten pound;<br /> +It is accepted—and away goes nag,<br /> +The wealthy farmer draws the canvas bag.<br /> +Now to the tavern blithsome they repair,<br /> +Take wine and wish that liquor wan’t so dear;<br /> +Looks at his watch, then loud the buyer cry,<br /> +Its half past one, I to the hall must hie!<br /> +Sell as much corn as shall be in my power,<br /> +I’m much afraid the markets will be lower.<br /> +I’ve sold he cried my wheat and barley well,<br /> +I wish I could my oats and horse beans sell;<br /> +Straight to his merchant ’gain the farmer hop,<br /> +Fearful next market day all things will drop;<br /> +The cautious merchant on his skill rely,<br /> +And thinks Mark-Lane will have a small supply;<br /> +Contrary winds will keep the vessels back,<br /> +And in his purchase he will not be slack.<br /> +Only one thought now harass much his brain,<br /> +He fears to Banker’s shop to go again;<br /> +Least he should meet rebuke and irksome scorn,<br /> +On casting up he found he’d overdrawn<br /> +A running mortgage please the banker’s mind,<br /> +Gains it and to the merchant is more kind;<br /> +But disappointment all his efforts blast,<br /> +A large supply is usher’d in at last;<br /> +<!-- page 10--><a name="page10"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +10</span>Mark-Lane is full and markets now decline,<br /> +A large supply and weather very fine;<br /> +The malsters leaving off they’ll wet no more,<br /> +And only clear what is upon the floor;<br /> +Merchants there are now dwelling in this place,<br /> +That often routs their handsome houses grace;<br /> +Gigs very fine a livery servant too,<br /> +Is always kept to hide what’s known by few;<br /> +That his expences far exceeds his gain,<br /> +And that the banker mortgages retain;<br /> +On each estate the gaudy thing has bought,<br /> +And that in real wealth not worth a groat.<br /> +Still he goes on till on a sudden stray,<br /> +Away awhile and cant the farmer pay;<br /> +Flies to his factor in the time of need,<br /> +For an advance but do not there succeed.<br /> +Some characters like those I do know well,<br /> +They can’t last long they cut so great a swell;<br /> +Oft do we see a very handsome coach,<br /> +A merchant sport, and meriting reproach;<br /> +Because full well he knows his books must show,<br /> +His ranting on has brought him very low;<br /> +When that’s the case too often others find,<br /> +A gig or coach is kept the eye to blind;<br /> +To every honest man I wish success,<br /> +And may misfortune never on them press.</p> +<h2><!-- page 11--><a name="page11"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +11</span>THE LION<br /> +<span class="smcap">and the</span><br /> +<i>ORANGE GROVE</i>.</h2> +<p class="poetry">Three Jackalls were a prawling sent<br /> +It is supposed with ill intent,<br /> + At least to make a prey:<br /> +On any thing they saw was good;<br /> +So dashing furious in a wood,<br /> + They seiz’d without delay,</p> +<p class="poetry">An Orange Tree well hung with fruit,<br /> +It apt the Lion’s taste to suit,<br /> + By Jackalls forced away.<br /> +The owner of the tree declares,<br /> +He’ll strip the Lion of his ears,<br /> + Or make him sharply pay.</p> +<p class="poetry">So to it furiously they went,<br /> +He’ll make the Lion soon repent,<br /> + For seizing others store.<br /> +He crav’d for mercy night and day;<br /> +The Owner of the fruit won’t stay!<br /> + But will him sadly gore.</p> +<p class="poetry">Sharp pains ran down his aching side,<br /> +The Lion on his knees loud cried,<br /> + I will do so no more.<br /> +The orange man declar’d with glee,<br /> +Your minion sha’nt have liberty<br /> + To enter here no more.</p> +<p class="poetry">Ne’er shall you have the power to take<br +/> +My fruit away for hunger sake,<br /> + <!-- page 12--><a name="page12"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 12</span>But I will have a change;<br /> +My tale of woe none can deny,<br /> +You know your master dwells on high,<br /> + He soon will stop your range.</p> +<p class="poetry">He wears a fur more grand to view,<br /> +And is more merciful than you,<br /> + Your arrogance he’ll stop;<br /> +He’ll quickly with a little chain,<br /> +Your nightly prowlings soon restrain;<br /> + And your ambition lop.</p> +<p class="poetry">He was allowed no more to stray,<br /> +With hungry Jackalls night or day;<br /> + Where Orange trees are seen.<br /> +It serv’d him right to stop his power,<br /> +Or he would each succeeding hour,<br /> + Pluck Oranges too green.</p> +<p class="poetry">Besides there is a law that’s known,<br +/> +We should take nothing but our own,<br /> + From either beast or man.<br /> +Tho’ power is given to us here,<br /> +We should the little lambs revere,<br /> + And serve them if we can.</p> +<p class="poetry">I hope this will a warning prove,<br /> +To other Lions in the grove,<br /> + Who may hereafter stray:<br /> +By power or order to a place,<br /> +And not incur the like disgrace,<br /> + We witness’d t’other day.</p> +<p class="poetry">The low bred minions seek to bind,<br /> +The smaller ones of gentler kind,<br /> + But in this happy Isle;<br /> +A savage beast is laid aside,<br /> +For every Reptile to deride,<br /> + Or hourly to revile.</p> +<h2><!-- page 13--><a name="page13"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +13</span>THE CONVICT’S FAREWELL.</h2> +<p style="text-align: center"> +<a href="images/p13.jpg"> +<img alt= +"Decorative divider" +title= +"Decorative divider" +src="images/p13.jpg" /> +</a></p> +<p class="poetry">Farewell ye partner of my woes, farewell!<br /> +The finest language could but faintly tell,<br /> +What I now feel in writing this adieu,<br /> +What you must suffer when I’m far from you.<br /> +There was a time when happiness my lot,<br /> +I liv’d serenely in my little cot;<br /> +No wicked thoughts did then disturb my rest,<br /> +My children round me, by a father prest;<br /> +No father now, methinks I hear them say,<br /> +He’s gone from us, he’s hurried far away.<br /> +Nightly I’ve view’d them in my flurri’d +dreams,<br /> +Seen their wet eyes and heard their dreadful screams;<br /> +Methought my wife came to my lonely cell,<br /> +To say adieu, to bid a long farewell;<br /> +Soon I awoke and to increase my pains,<br /> +I felt my legs encompass’d round with chains;<br /> +Then, then I cried oh drunkenness thou cause,<br /> +Of this distress, and made me break those laws<br /> +That wise men made for every man to keep,<br /> +By them deluded, plung’d in crimes so deep.<br /> +First step to ruin was a love of dice,<br /> +With cards the great promoter of our vice;<br /> +I wish those men who do with such things play,<br /> +Would ever cast them from their hands away;<br /> +<!-- page 14--><a name="page14"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +14</span>I wish all Magistrates would search around,<br /> +And punish Publicans where they are found:<br /> +They caused me first my Master to neglect,<br /> +And after lost me honest men’s respect;<br /> +They also led me from a virtuous wife,<br /> +And mostly caused me sad disgrace and strife.<br /> +View Public Houses, every wealthy Squire,<br /> +And force by ten, the spendthrift to retire;<br /> +By such a plan, the labouring poor would rise,<br /> +Soon as the Sun adorns the heavenly skies:<br /> +I’ve stated what have brought me to this end,<br /> +And what has lost me every earthly friend;<br /> +Except a wife—oh God protect and bless,<br /> +Her and our offspring now in great distress.<br /> +Young men be cautious how ye spend your time,<br /> +A bad acquaintance hurries on a crime;<br /> +Sometimes an artful female tries her power,<br /> +To trap the giddy in a thoughtless hour;<br /> +When she has work’d the captive to her will,<br /> +She gladly sees you taking sorrow’s pill;<br /> +Cause you to leave a virtuous homely wife,<br /> +And lead a sad disgraceful wicked life;<br /> +Allur’d by art she’ll bring you to distress,<br /> +And like a Millwood to you falsely press;<br /> +Then be the first your actions to betray,<br /> +A fiend like such caused me to go astray<br /> +<!-- page 15--><a name="page15"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +15</span>From them I love, from those my heart hold dear,<br /> +And shall till death their memories revere;<br /> +When I am clos’d in transport on the sea,<br /> +Doubtless my love you’ll sometimes sigh for me.<br /> +Bring up my little ones in such a way,<br /> +As they will holy keep the sabbath-day;<br /> +Early in life do in their minds reveal,<br /> +The dreadful crimes to swear, to lie, or steal.<br /> +Hannah my eldest daughter place her where,<br /> +She’s constant under virtue’s eye and care;<br /> +Let her not learn the weaving trade, you’ll find,<br /> +That such a course may injure much her mind;<br /> +Females are ready to acquire that art,<br /> +Soon as they wish fair virtue to depart;<br /> +Unwilling oft in service for to be,<br /> +Where they can’t dress and have their liberty;<br /> +But if with parents they can work at home,<br /> +Nightly they hope with idle folks to roam:<br /> +At my late sentence I can not complain,<br /> +Altho’ the law my body do detain;<br /> +Justice tho’ slow has overtaken me,<br /> +Abroad for life, I shall be kept from thee;<br /> +On a just God for ever I will trust,<br /> +I know his will is always right and just.<br /> +Tis now too late again to speak to you,<br /> +Which is the cause of writing this adieu.<br /> +<!-- page 16--><a name="page16"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +16</span>No partner now to sooth my aching heart,<br /> +Reflection galls me, at myself I start,<br /> +With aching heart and in my lonely cell,<br /> +I bid my babes and you—a long farewell.<br /> +Methinks I see the transport full in view,<br /> +And I with horror meet the harden’d crew;<br /> +Full well I know I ne’er shall see you more,<br /> +Nor plant a foot-step on my native shore;<br /> +On foreign land I’m doom’d my days to toil,<br /> +And with vile wretches cultivate the soil.<br /> +Stripes I must bear perhaps when quite unwell,<br /> +And hear the convicts’ melancholy yell;<br /> +A pang I feel when e’er I close the night,<br /> +And wish a virtuous wife was in my sight:<br /> +England adieu, may you in trade increase,<br /> +And free from inward tumults rest in peace.<br /> +Our chaplain well I know, will soon impart,<br /> +His friendly aid to cheer the drooping heart;<br /> +I hope my children he will learn to read,<br /> +And teach them early to peruse the creed:<br /> +The bell is rung, the waggon is in view,<br /> +Wife and dear children now, adieu! adieu!<br /> +At thoughts of leaving this my native shore,<br /> +Unmans me quite and I can say no more;<br /> +I will thro’ life, a better course pursue,<br /> +Tho’ far away still leave my heart with you.</p> +<h2><!-- page 17--><a name="page17"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +17</span><i>ADVICE</i>, &c.</h2> +<p class="poetry">Vile man, abstain from every artful plan,<br /> +When found out disgrace the name of man;<br /> +Let those who steal, repent and sin no more,<br /> +Ere Law decrees, it’s vengeance on them pour;<br /> +From trifling things, we greater ills pursue,<br /> +Till the Law’s fangs are brought within our view;<br /> +Stop, stop bad courses, ere it be too late,<br /> +And justice dooms you to a culprit’s fate.<br /> +Riots avoid, tho’ mischief none you do,<br /> +Your being at them, brings a stain on you;<br /> +Those who look on, will afterwards repent,<br /> +And share alike in point of punishment:<br /> +The Law expressly properly declare,<br /> +He adds to tumult, that is present there;<br /> +Take my advice, let reason bear her sway,<br /> +From scenes of discord, always keep away;<br /> +You’d think it hard, a worthless savage crew,<br /> +Should gain by plunder, all your goods from you:<br /> +The worst of men are foremost on a plan,<br /> +To gain by rapine every way they can;<br /> +Do you suppose, that wasting others store,<br /> +Can ease the hardships of the labouring poor;<br /> +No such a course, our present ills increase,<br /> +And robs the Nation of its inward peace.<br /> +<!-- page 18--><a name="page18"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +18</span>From late example, all are taught to know,<br /> +Dreadful his fate, that strikes confusion’s blow;<br /> +Then let us quiet at our cots remain,<br /> +And better times will cheer us once again.<br /> +All means are trying comforts to restore,<br /> +To ease the hardships of the labouring poor;<br /> +Think what distress awaits dishonest ways,<br /> +Immured in prison many wretched days;<br /> +Not only days, perhaps they shed their tears,<br /> +In Foreign Lands for many dismal years;<br /> +Not only years perhaps are doom’d for life,<br /> +Abroad to roam, from children, home and wife:<br /> +Should it your lot in prison for to be,<br /> +Implore with fervent prayer the Deity;<br /> +Who will in time if you sincerely pray,<br /> +Lessen your troubles each succeeding day:<br /> +It’s thro’ our Saviour’s aid that we should +crave,<br /> +A gracious pardon ere we meet the grave;<br /> +His intercession with the King of Kings,<br /> +Alone can save you from eternal stings.<br /> +When at the court, for trial you appear,<br /> +Speak nought but truth, you better for it fare;<br /> +For should you dare to introduce a lie,<br /> +Justice’s sharp eye each falsehood will descry:<br /> +I’ve known a perjur’d witness brought to swear,<br /> +The guilty felon, of his crime is clear:<br /> +Dismay’d, confus’d, he feels alas! too late,<br /> +Such impious conduct greatly aggravate;<br /> +<!-- page 19--><a name="page19"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +19</span>Besides he answers at the awful day,<br /> +For causing others from the truth to stray.<br /> +Whatever happens in this vale of tears,<br /> +Our Maker knows, give him your fervent prayers:<br /> +Let your demeanor if in prison be,<br /> +Such as the jailor can contrition see;<br /> +For his report may mitigate your doom,<br /> +And sometimes save you from a prison’s gloom.<br /> +Religious Books if you can read attend,<br /> +They are in solitude the pris’ner’s friend;<br /> +When at the Chapel, do not cast away,<br /> +By inattention what the Chaplain say:<br /> +It’s pure Religion cheers each good man’s heart,<br +/> +And will in time its blessings soon impart;<br /> +Such as perhaps you never knew before,<br /> +And doubtless will your peace of mind restore.<br /> +The Bible read when in your dismal cell,<br /> +Read it attentive, ere you bid farewell;<br /> +To him who may companion with you be;<br /> +Your soul that night may be required of thee.<br /> + A scene I witnessed, and not long time since,<br /> +Would stop the errors of an hardened prince;<br /> +Three men were sentenc’d by the law to die,<br /> +To hear them mourn, to see the drooping eye;<br /> +Would cause sensations of a painful kind,<br /> +While anxious cares oppress the tortur’d mind.<br /> +<!-- page 20--><a name="page20"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +20</span>A pious Chaplain strove, to bring in view,<br /> +The proffer’d pardon if repentants true.<br /> +He said that God was merciful and just,<br /> +To implore forgiveness, on his word to trust;<br /> +There is a record where the scripture say,<br /> +Those that repent he will not cast away;<br /> +A sigh or tear cannot that boon impart,<br /> +It must be fervent from the head and heart:<br /> +Thro’ Jesus’ aid vile sinners doth he save,<br /> +If true repentants, ere they meet the grave.<br /> +Each wish’d they could recal, the time that’s +past,<br /> +And they would live as if each day the last:<br /> +Just before death, they pray’d me to implore,<br /> +An erring mortal to transgress no more;<br /> +Hope their lov’d Chaplain might for ever be<br /> +When call’d on high, blessed to eternity;<br /> +They knew his worth his heart is of a kind,<br /> +That plants soft pity to a feeling mind;<br /> +Deeker as Chaplain, few can e’er excel,<br /> +Belov’d by all who bid the jail farewell.<br /> +When first I saw these wretched men in jail,<br /> +Before their trial did their fate bewail;<br /> +Soon as the sentence met each anxious ear,<br /> +Resign’d and true repentants did appear;<br /> +One and all cried out, oh that God how just!<br /> +To stop our sad career, on thee we’ll trust;<br /> +One cause alone have made this sad distress,<br /> +Neglecting Lord’s day and our drunkenness.</p> +<h2><!-- page 21--><a name="page21"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +21</span><span class="smcap">an address</span><br /> +<i>TO A MAN OF THE WORLD</i>.</h2> +<p class="poetry">Reflect ere death, call you away,<br /> +To answer at the awful day;<br /> +Your thousands cannot purchase life,<br /> +But as you waste it cause you strife.<br /> +Many a pang you’ve felt of late,<br /> +I must pronounce you vile ingrate;<br /> +By art you gain a Lady’s smile,<br /> +Soon as acquired would her beguile;<br /> +Careless the pangs a husband feel,<br /> +To you I make this sad appeal;<br /> +Was you a married man what pain,<br /> +Was e’er a faithless friend to gain.<br /> +Your wife’s affection from your view,<br /> +And bid each moral plan adieu;<br /> +This truth to you I’m sure is known,<br /> +Then scan such case as if your own:<br /> +Juries are often kind its true,<br /> +I’m sure they have been so to you.<br /> +There is a judge that dwells on high,<br /> +Will all the arts of man descry:<br /> +Admit you didn’t your game obtain,<br /> +Did you from wicked thoughts abstain?<br /> +While ranging o’er the shady grove,<br /> +Doubtless you thought of nought but love;<br /> +<!-- page 22--><a name="page22"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +22</span>The prying eye of searching man,<br /> +Foil’d in its bud your artful plan.<br /> +The education of this age,<br /> +Makes fit the wanton to engage;<br /> +On lavities unblushing plan,<br /> +With many a vile unthinking man.<br /> +Wealth may a short time foibles blind,<br /> +But, does it ease the guilty mind?<br /> +The adultress with her paramour<br /> +Ought personally sharp pains endure.<br /> +Send them afar to foreign land,<br /> +Let each be branded on the hand;<br /> +There’s scarce a crime on earth more vile,<br /> +Then artless women to beguile.<br /> +The wretch that’s guilty of that sin,<br /> +On females does great anguish bring,<br /> +Levity too often leads astray,<br /> +The lovely female that is gay.<br /> +A love of dress too often cause,<br /> +Women to break the marriage laws;<br /> +And pity ’tis I do declare,<br /> +Many so gaudy should appear:<br /> +Soon as distress awaits the fair,<br /> +Madam is clad in deep despair;<br /> +Her sorrow is of selfish kind,<br /> +Not gaining things quite to her mind.<br /> +Her mind is fixed soon to impart,<br /> +The fondest darling of her heart,<br /> +<!-- page 23--><a name="page23"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +23</span>To the first artful man she see,<br /> +A strong desire for liberty.<br /> +This from her home without delay,<br /> +To taste the pleasures of the day;<br /> +Now had the husband taught his wife,<br /> +Economy throughout his life<br /> +More easy she’d have kept at home,<br /> +But he allowed her oft to roam;<br /> +To plays and balls and such like places,<br /> +Where giddy wantons show their faces.<br /> +Actions are brought large damages to gain,<br /> +Which must give every thinking bosom pain;<br /> +Some trifling want of proper evidence,<br /> +May give a british jury just pretence,<br /> +To give acquittal, then the parties smile,<br /> +To think how much the public they beguile.<br /> +Still keen remorse embitters every joy,<br /> +Altho’ the parties can by bribes decoy:<br /> +Such hirelings as their influence can bind,<br /> +And clap a padlock on the tongue and mind.</p> +<div class="gapshortdoubleline"> </div> +<h2>SERIOUS REFLECTIONS.</h2> +<p class="poetry">My life is embittered with cares,<br /> + The reason to me is quite plain;<br /> +I have caused many sighs and sad tears,<br /> + To her I shall ne’er see again.</p> +<p class="poetry"><!-- page 24--><a name="page24"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 24</span>She is fled from my presence +above,<br /> + I shortened her days in this life;<br /> +To share true angelical love,<br /> + She is free’d from all pain care and +stife.</p> +<p class="poetry">How could I the dictates disdain,<br /> + Of a parent so kind and so just;<br /> +Or give her sweet bosom such pain,<br /> + She is happy, I hope and I trust.</p> +<p class="poetry">That God who is setting on high,<br /> + Have planted remorse in my heart;<br /> +Its pangs I shall feel till I die,<br /> + May I then from my troubles depart.</p> +<p class="poetry">Repent oft she cried ere too late,<br /> + To her precepts I did not attend;<br /> +My consience pronounce me ingrate,<br /> + To disdain such advice from a friend.</p> +<p class="poetry">Such a friend I shall ne’er more +attain.<br /> + To me she was always sincere;<br /> +I hope I shall meet her again.<br /> + When I’m summoned on high to appear</p> +<p class="poetry">May repentance atone for the past,<br /> + And cleanse me from every stain;<br /> +May the tears of sincerity last,<br /> + That my parent I do meet again.</p> +<p class="poetry">Sometimes I revisit the spot,<br /> + Where my parent was used for to dwell;<br /> +I sigh when I enter the cot,<br /> + Where I bade the lov’d object farewell,</p> +<p class="poetry"><!-- page 25--><a name="page25"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 25</span>Ere death had releaved her from +pain,<br /> + I pray’d that her son she’d forgive;<br +/> +She implor’d me from vice to abstain,<br /> + And in future more pious to live.</p> +<p class="poetry">Scarce had I her blessing received,<br /> + And had faintly sigh’d out an adieu;<br /> +When I found her from troubles reliev’d,<br /> + While mine where arising anew.</p> +<p class="poetry">Emotion of grief tears my heart,<br /> + More painful then e’er felt before;<br /> +When compell’d from her tomb to depart,<br /> + Her loss I shall daily deplore.</p> +<div class="gapshortdoubleline"> </div> +<h2><span class="smcap">an address</span><br /> +<i>TO CALISTA</i>,<br /> +Taken from life.</h2> +<p class="poetry">Calista, tho’ you waft a smile,<br /> + And blithsome still appear;<br /> +It does not censure ought beguile,<br /> + Or stop the stifled tear.</p> +<p class="poetry">Its levity your conduct sway,<br /> + And tarnish much your name;<br /> +Too much her dictates you obey,<br /> + The prudent must you blame.</p> +<p class="poetry">A married woman never can,<br /> + Meet in a secret place;<br /> +An artful gay and single man,<br /> + And not incur disgrace.</p> +<p class="poetry"><!-- page 26--><a name="page26"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 26</span>Censure you long have borne +it’s true,<br /> + At that you can’t complain;<br /> +That fiend will harass you anew,<br /> + If you transgress again.</p> +<p class="poetry">Ne’er listen to each tale of love,<br /> + The Siren fain would tell;<br /> +Chaste to your husband ever prove,<br /> + Lothario bid farewell.</p> +<p class="poetry">Tho’ guilt is vanished from the eye,<br +/> + Of mortals here below;<br /> +A God above can all descry,<br /> + Our secret thoughts he know.</p> +<p class="poetry">Sometimes the guilty are set free,<br /> + And wears no more the chains;<br /> +Yet tho’ he gains his liberty,<br /> + The stain on him remains.</p> +<p class="poetry">Tho’ rich the female that portray,<br /> + A wanton’s smile to view;<br /> +Or cast her husband’s love away,<br /> + Bid chastity adieu.</p> +<p class="poetry">It is the duty of a wife,<br /> + Whene’er the ring she gain;<br /> +To lead a virtuous steady life,<br /> + From wanton acts refrain.</p> +<p class="poetry">Calista oft you did retire,<br /> + To an appointed place;<br /> +To hold a converse with the squire,<br /> + It brought on you disgrace.</p> +<h2><!-- page 27--><a name="page27"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +27</span>A Dierge to<br /> +<span class="smcap">the memory of</span><br /> +PRINCESS CHARLOTTE.</h2> +<p class="poetry">Britons wept when they heard brave Nelson was +wounded,<br /> + Cried aloud when they knew that a ball pierced his +heart;<br /> +Yet it eas’d our distress to find him surrounded,<br /> + By those friends he loved, when compell’d to +depart.</p> +<p class="poetry">He requested to know the fate of the battle,<br +/> + If t’was likely that England would conquor +that day;<br /> +When they answer’d him Sir, by the weight of our metal,<br +/> + More colours are struck and the reat in dismay.</p> +<p class="poetry">Now Britons again feel a painful sensation,<br +/> + For the loss of a Princess, beloved by us all;<br /> +There ne’er was a Lady fill’d better her station;<br +/> + Yet Grim Death with his mandate alike strikes the +ball.</p> +<p class="poetry">Neither Princes, or Kings, can induce him to +tarry,<br /> + Away from the object he’s order’d to +strike;<br /> +To the aged, or young, to the giddy, or merry.<br /> + He darts out his arrows and wounds them alike.</p> +<p class="poetry"><!-- page 28--><a name="page28"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 28</span>Scarce had Providence made our +lov’d Princess a mother,<br /> + When God thought it fit to call her above,<br /> +To taste of those joys rolling time cannot smother,<br /> +And share of those blessings that flows from his love,</p> +<p class="poetry">To protect and to cherish the aged and +helpless,<br /> + Her purse would be drawn, and its comforts +expend;<br /> +When any misfortune were known for to hard press,<br /> + She’d find out the object and would them +befriend.</p> +<p class="poetry">Well may Brittons mourn, for tho’ in high +station,<br /> + To enliven fair Commerce was always her care,<br /> +Her loss will be felt a long time by the Nation;<br /> + And sincere is the tear that is shed o’er her +Bier.</p> +<p class="poetry">Her donations were such as noted the sorrow,<br +/> + She felt for the poor that were heard in +distress;<br /> +And used for to say, I’ll assist them to morrow,<br /> + And try all my aid many cares to make less.</p> +<p class="poetry">To England she’s left an example for +others,<br /> + Which I hope will be copied till time is no more;<br +/> +May all foreign nations, regard us as brothers,<br /> + And a free commerce gladden old Albion’s +Shore.</p> +<h2><!-- page 29--><a name="page29"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +29</span><span class="smcap"><i>to the memory</i></span><br /> +<span class="smcap">of an</span><br /> +AFFECTIONATE PARENT.</h2> +<p class="poetry">My pen can not describe or tears convey,<br /> +The pains I felt when late I bade farewell;<br /> +I view’d in death’s embrace a parent lay,<br /> +And heard the passing of the mournful bell.</p> +<p class="poetry">Nine Month’s disease its ravages had +made.<br /> +E’er death reliev’d her from all sufferings here;<br +/> +I saw the Sexton with his Iron spade,<br /> +Mark out the spot, and place the gloomy bier.</p> +<p class="poetry">Affecting scene! while recollection last,<br /> +I’ll trace the parting of our sad adieu;<br /> +Dwell on those scenes that are for ever past,<br /> +Tho’ in my mind it troubles fresh renew</p> +<p class="poetry">Just before death had wield the fatel blow,<br +/> +That stops the power of utterance or sigh;<br /> +She with a voice angelic soft and low,<br /> +Cried, Lord! forgive me e’er my spirit fly.</p> +<p class="poetry">Oft have I seen my virtuous parent stray,<br /> +O’er her lov’d garden pensive and forlorn;<br /> +To cull the flowers each succeeding day,<br /> +And view the beauties of a summer’s morn.</p> +<p class="poetry">Scarce did a flower adorn the spot around,<br +/> +But her hand planted in its proper place;<br /> +No fonder lover of those sweets were found,<br /> +While she their beauties in her mind could trace.</p> +<p class="poetry"><!-- page 30--><a name="page30"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 30</span>Three days before her sufferings were +o’er,<br /> +She craved assistance to her favourite spot;<br /> +And said my roses I shall see no more,<br /> +And when I’m absent they will be forgot.</p> +<p class="poetry">But for her sake a faithful servant toil,<br /> +To free the flowers from weeds from morn till night;<br /> +Or bring fresh water to the thirsty soil,<br /> +To that lov’d spot that gave her oft delight.</p> +<p class="poetry">Anticipation to the panting heart,<br /> +Convey’d the dread decree of fate’s ordain;<br /> +To say she must from earthly scenes depart,<br /> +And not to them for ever turn again.</p> +<p class="poetry">Meekness thro’ life had marked her for +her care,<br /> +While resignation claim’d her for her own;<br /> +Sometimes her mind wou’d cheerful still appear,<br /> +And strive to stifle pain’s afflicting groan.</p> +<p class="poetry">Oh God! she cried, thy mercy let me crave,<br +/> +Till life’s short span is taken quite away;<br /> +Then may I rest at peace within the grave,<br /> +To wait thy summons for the awful day.</p> +<p class="poetry">Scarce had religion brought sweet hope to +aid<br /> +The virtuous victim in the pangs of death;<br /> +When soft a guardian angel gently said,<br /> +You’ll dwell with me when time extinguish breath.</p> +<p class="poetry">A few short struggles and the scene was +o’er,<br /> +Death with his victim flew above the skies;<br /> +I shall thro’ life her absence oft deplore,<br /> +Till recollection from my memory flies.</p> +<p class="poetry"><!-- page 31--><a name="page31"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 31</span>The humble cottagers their Mistress +bore,<br /> +To her cold home each face bedew’d with tears;<br /> +She to her mansion to return no more,<br /> +For death has silenc’d all her hopes and fears.</p> +<p class="poetry">Oh! had you seen my good and worthy sire,<br /> +In sorrow’s garment his last duty pay;<br /> +To her whose virtues did esteem acquire,<br /> +Or ease the troubles of a luckless day.</p> +<p class="poetry">Two sorrowing sons increas’d the gloomy +day.<br /> +Who will while life remain her loss deplore;<br /> +Till recollection from them fade away,<br /> +Or erring Mortals here do sin no more.</p> +<p class="poetry">Each little Mourner drop’d +affection’s tear,<br /> +When dust on dust the coffin hid from view;<br /> +Their youthful sighs denoted their despair,<br /> +When they to Grandma’ bid a long adieu.</p> +<div class="gapshortdoubleline"> </div> +<h2><i>ALBERT TO HANNAH</i>.</h2> +<p class="poetry">I’ve read your letter o’er and +o’er again,<br /> +Happy to find you faithful do remain,<br /> +Besides forgiveness; though too much I fear,<br /> +I long have made you victim to despair.<br /> +You say two years with fervency I strove<br /> +To keep affection, constancy, and love;<br /> +But soon as crosses came upon my mind,<br /> +Was careless of you and appear’d unkind.<br /> +<!-- page 32--><a name="page32"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +32</span>I know my home was neat serene and nice;<br /> +But, ah! that home I lost, allured by vice.<br /> +Soon as you fled, a different scene in view,<br /> +Gone all attention soon as I lost you.<br /> +The quick retort was always in my ears,<br /> +You’ve drown’d a virtuous wife in sorrow’s +tears.<br /> +Soon as I found all hopes to meet you fled,<br /> +I pray’d I might be numbered with the dead:<br /> +Oblivion’s aid I oft invoked by drink,<br /> +I could not meditate nor dared to think.<br /> +You say it cost you tears to write to me,<br /> +But they’ll disperse when you a convert see.<br /> +Long I’ve invok’d a pardon from above,<br /> +To make me worthy of the wife I love:<br /> +Return, and till my days are at an end,<br /> +I’ll prove protector, guardian, and a friend.<br /> +The converse delicate; the smile sincere,<br /> +Will check the sigh, and stop the rising tear;<br /> +Cheerful as formerly we’ll pass our life,<br /> +A happy husband I, and you the wife.</p> +<div class="gapshortdoubleline"> </div> +<h2><span class="smcap">on the death</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">of</span><br /> +LORD NELSON.</h2> +<p class="poetry">The fleet of haughty France and Spain,<br /> +No more will triumph on the main,<br /> + <!-- page 33--><a +name="page33"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 33</span>Though Nelson +is no more:<br /> +Our hero’s blood was dearly bought;<br /> +To conquer them he bravely fought,<br /> + And died in vict’ry’s +arms.</p> +<p class="poetry">‘We’ll avenge his death,’ the +seamen cry,<br /> +‘We’ll fight, we’ll conquer, or we’ll +die,<br /> + And will their force deride:<br /> +Our little ones shall lisp his name,<br /> +And to acquire a Nelson’s fame,<br /> + Will ever be their +pride.’</p> +<p class="poetry">Before cold death had closed his eyes,<br /> +Cover’d with wounds, the hero cries,<br /> + ‘Is victory our +own?’<br /> +‘We’ve conquer’d,’ cried the valiant +crew,<br /> +He smiling bade them all adieu,<br /> + And died without a groan.</p> +<p class="poetry">Yet, e’er he died, he did require,<br /> +How many ships were then on fire,<br /> + And others that had struck:<br /> +Well pleased the hero then was seen,<br /> +When told the number was fifteen;<br /> + For England was his care.</p> +<p class="poetry">Then with a bright benignant smile,<br /> +Imploring blessings on our Isle,<br /> + Bade Collingwood adieu;<br /> +Oh, gracious God! my soul receive,<br /> +From troubles England quick relieve,<br /> + And peace again renew.</p> +<p class="poetry"><!-- page 34--><a name="page34"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 34</span>Oh death! thy keen unwelcome blow,<br +/> +Laid England’s darling bleeding low,<br /> + The hour he gain’d the +day;<br /> +Soon as thy hand had clos’d his eyes,<br /> +A beauteous angel from the skies;<br /> + Flew with his soul away.</p> +<p class="poetry">To taste sweet joys beyond the grave,<br /> +That are allotted for the brave,<br /> + Who fall in victory’s +arms:<br /> +Many a tar we hope to find,<br /> +Will prove he has the hero’s mind,<br /> + When signals raise 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