To Richmond come, for fee untutor’d Brown 55
Destroys those wonders which were once thy own.
Lo, from his melon-ground the peasant Nave
Has rudely rush'd and levell’d Merlin's Cave ;
Knock'd down the waxen Wizzard, seiz'd his wand,
Transform’d to lawn what late was Fairy land; 60
And marr’d, with impious hand, each sweet design
Of Stephen Duck, and good Queen Caroline.
Haste, bid yon livelong Terras re-ascend,
Replace each vista, straighten every bend ;
Shut out the Thames; shall that ignoble thing 65
Approach the presence of great Ocean's King ?
No! let Barbaric glories feast his

eyes, August Pagodas round his palace rise. And finish'd Richmond open to his view, “ A work to wonder at, perhaps a Kew.” 70

Nor rest we here, but, at our magic call, Monkies Shall climb our trees, and lizards crawl;

Verse 67. [No! let Barbaric glories.) So Milton :

" Where the gorgeous east with richest hand

Showers on her Kings Barbaric pearl and gold.” Verse 72. [Monkies shall climb our trees.] “ In their Jołty woods serpents and lizards of many beautiful sorts crawl upon the ground. Innumerable monkies, cars, and parets ciamber upon the trees. Page 40. “ In their lakes are many i funds, some small, sume large, amongst which are feen saiking along, the elephant, the rhinoceros, the dromedary, ostrich, and the giant baboon.” Page 66. " They kcep, in their enchanted scencs, a surprising

Huge dogs of Tibet bark in yonder grove,
Here parrots prate, there cats make cruel love ;
In some fair island will we turn to grass 75
(With the Queen's leave) her elephant and ass.
Giants from Africa fhall guard the glades,
Where hiss cursnakes, where sportour Tartar maids;
Or, wanting these, from Charlotte Hayes we bring
Damsels alike adroit to sport and sting. 80

Now to our lawns of dalliance and delight,
Join we the groves of horror and affright;
This to atchieve no foreign aids we try,
Thy gibbets, Bagihot! shall our wants supply ;


variety of monstrous birds, repriles and animals, which are tamed by art, and guarded by enormous dogs of Tiber, and African gianıs, in the habits of magicians.” Page 42. - Sometimes in this roman:ic excursion, the pallenger finds himself in extensive recesses, surrounded with ar. bours of jessamine, vine, and roses; where beautcous Tartarean damsels, in loose transparent robes that flutter in the air, present him with rich wines, &c. and invite him to taste the sweets of retirement on Persian carpeis, and beds of Camusakin down." Page 40.

Verse 84. [Thy gibbets, Baghot.] " Their scenes of terror are composed of gloomy woods, &c. gibbets, cross, wheels, and the whole apparatus of torture are seen from the roads. Here too they conceal in cavities, on the sommits of the highest mountains, foundaries, lime-kilns, and glass-works, which send forth large volumes of flame, and continued columos of thick smoke, that give to these mountains the appearance of Volcanos." Page 37, • Ilese 83

Hounslow, whose heath sublimer terror fills,
Shall with her gibbets lend her powder mills.
Here too, O King of Vengeance, in thy fane,
Tremendous Wilkes shall rattle his gold chain ;
And round that fane on many a Tyburn tree,
Hang fragments dire of Newgate-history;
On this shall H*ll*d's dying speech be read,
Here B-tc's confession, and his wooden head ;
While all the minor plunderers of the age,
(Too numerous far for this contracted page)


the passenger from time to time is surprized with repeated Mocks of electrical impulse; the carth trembles under him by the power of confined air,” &c. Fage 39. Now to produce both these effe&ts, viz. the appearance of vol. canus and carthquakes, we have here submitted the occafional explosion of a powder mill, which (if there be not too much simplicity in the contrivance) it is apprehendid will at once answer all the purposes of lime. kilns and electrical machines, and imitate thunder and the explosion of cannon into the bargain. Vide page 40.

Verse 87. [Here too, O king of Vengeance, &c.] “ In the most dismal recesses of the woods, are temples dedicated to the King of Vengeance, near which are placed pillars of stone, with pathetic difcriptions of tragical events; and many acts of cruelty perpetrated there by outlaws and robbers." Page 37.

Verse 88. [Tremendous Wilkes.] This was written while Mr. Wilkes, was Sheriff of London, and when it was to be feared he would rattle his chain a year longer as Lord Mayor.

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The R*g*ys, 's Mungos, B*df*ws there, 95
In straw stuft effigy, shall kick the air.
But say, ye powers, who come when fancy calls,
Where Mall our mimic London rear her walls ?
The Eastern feature, Art mult next produce,
Tho' not for present yet for future use.
Our sons fome save of greatness may behold,
Cast in the genuine Asiatic mould:
Who of three realms Thall condescend to know
No more than he can spy from Windsor's brow;
For Him, that blessing of a better time, 105
The Muse shall deal awhile in brick and lime ;
Surpass the bold AAEAOI in defign,
And o'er the Thames fling one fiupendous line



-'s.] Martins. The asierisms will be easily Supplyed.

Verse 98. [Where shall our mimic London, &c.] - There is likewise in the fame garden, viz. Yven-Ming Yven, near Pekin, a fortified town, with its ports, streets, public squares, temples, markets, shops, and cribunals of justice ; in short, with every thing that is at Pekin, only on a smaller scale.

“ In this town the Emperors of China, who are too much the paves of their greainess to appear in public, and their women, who are secluded from it by custom, are frequently diverted with the hurry and buille of the capital which is here represented, several times in the year, by the eunuchs of the palace." Page 32.

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Of marble arches, in a bridge, that cuts
From Richmond Ferry flant to Brentford Butts.
Brentford with London's charms will we adorn ;
Brentford, the bishoprick of Parson Horne.
There at one glance, the royal eye snall meet
Each varied beauty of St. James's Street;
Stout Tolbot there hall ply with hackney chair 1 15
And Patriot Betty fix her fruit-shop there.
Like distant thunder, now the coach of state
Rolls o'er the bridge, that groans beneath its

weight; The court hath cross'd the stream; the sports be

gin, Now N**1 preaches of rebellion's fin: And as the powers of his strong pathos rise, Lo, brazen tears fall from Sir Fl**r's eyes. While, kulking round the pews, that babe of grace, Who ne'er before at sermon shew'd his face,


Verse 109. (of marble arches.] Sir William's enormous account of Chinese bridges, too long to be here inserted.

Vide page 53.

Verse 115. (Stout T**t, &c.] “ Some of these eunuchs personate porters." Page 32.

Verse 116. [And Patriot Betty,] “ Fruits and all sorts of refreshments are cricd about the streets in this mock city." Page 33 Verse 122. [Lo brazen tears, &c.]

** Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek." Milton.

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