To Richmond come, for fee untutor'd Brown 55
Deftroys thofe wonders which were once thy own.
Lo, from his melon-ground the peasant slave
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 defign
Of Stephen Duck, and good Queen Caroline.
Hafte, bid yon livelong Terras re-afcend,
Replace each vifta, ftraighten every bend;
Shut out the Thames; fhall that ignoble thing 65
Approach the prefence of great Ocean's King?
No! let Barbaric glories feaft his eyes,
Auguft Pagodas round his palace rise.
And finish'd Richmond open to his view,
"A work to wonder at, perhaps a Kew.”

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

Verle 67. [No! let Barbaric glories.] So Milton:
"Where the gorgeous caft with richeft hand
Showers on her Kings Barbaric pearl and gold.”

Verfe 72. [Monkies shall climb our trees.] "In their Jofty woods ferpents and lizards of many beautiful forts crawl upon the ground. Innumerable monkies, cats, and parets clamber upon the trees. Page 40. "In their lakes are many iflands, fome fmall, fume large, amongst which are feen ftaiking along, the elephant, the rhinoceros, the dromedary, oftrich, and the giant baboon." Page 66. They keep, in their enchanted fcenes, a furprising

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Huge dogs of Tibet bark in yonder grove,
Here parrots prate, there cats make cruel love;
In fome fair ifland will we turn to grafs
(With the Queen's leave) her elephant and afs.
Giants from Africa fhall guard the glades,
Where hifs cur fnakes, where fport our Tartar maids;
Or, wanting these, from Charlotte Hayes we bring
Damfels alike adroit to sport and sting.

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, Bagshot! fhall our wants fupply;

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variety of monflrous birds, reptiles and animals, which are tamed by art, and guarded by enormous dogs of Tibet. and African giants, in the habits of magicians." Page 42. "Sometimes in this romantic excurfion, the pallenger finds himself in extenfive reccffes, furrounded with arbours of jeffamine, vine, and rofes; where beauteous Tartarean damfels, in loose transparent robes that flutter in the air, prefent him with rich wines, &c. and invite him to taste the sweets of retirement on Perfian carpets, and beds of Camufakin down." Page 40.

Verfe 84. Thy gibbets, Baghot.] "Their fcenes of terror are compofed of gloomy woods, &c. gibbets, croffes, wheels, and the whole apparatus of torture are seen from the roads. Here too they conceal in cavities, on the fnmmits of the highest mountains, foundaries, lime-kilns, and glass-works, which fend forth large volumes of flame, and continued columns of thick fmoke, that give to thefe mountains the appearance of Volcanos." Page 37. "Ilere

Hounflow, whofe heath fublimer terror fills,
Shall with her gibbets lend her powder mills.
Here too, O King of Vengeance, in thy fane,
Tremendous Wilkes fhall rattle his gold chain;
And round that fane on many a Tyburn tree,
Hang fragments dire of Newgate-history;
On this fhall H*11*d's dying fpeech be read,
Here B-te'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 furprized with repeated fhocks of electrical impulfe; the earth trembles under him by the power of confined air," &c. Fage 39. Now to produce both thefe effects, viz. the appearance of volcanos and carthquakes, we have here fubmitted the occafional explosion of a powder mill, which (if there be not too much fimplicity in the contrivance) it is apprehended will at once anfwer all the purposes of lime kilns and electrical machines, and imitate thunder and the explosion of cannon into the bargain. Vide page 40.

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

Verfe 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.

The R*g*ys, —'s Mungos, B*df*ws there, 95
In ftraw ftuft effigy, fhall kick the air.

But fay, ye powers, who come when fancy calls,
Where fhall our mimic London rear her walls?
The Eastern feature, Art must next produce,
Tho' not for prefent yet for future use,
Our fons fome flave of greatness may behold,
Caft in the genuine Afiatic mould:

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Who of three realms fhall condescend to know
No more than he can spy from Windfor's brow;
For Him, that bleffing of a better time, 105
The Mufe fhall deal awhile in brick and lime;
Surpass the bold AAEAI in defign,
And o'er the Thames fling one ftupendous line

's.] Martins. The after ifms will be easily

Verfe 98. [Where hall our mimic London, &c.] "There is likewife in the fame garden, viz. Yven-Ming Yven, near Pekin, a fortified town, with its ports, streets, public fquares, temples, markets, shops, and tribunals of justice; in short, with every thing that is at Pekin, only on a fmaller scale.

"In this town the Emperors of China, who are too much the flaves of their greatness to appear in public, and their women, who are fecluded from it by cuftom, are frequently diverted with the hurry and bustle of the capital which is here reprefented, feveral times in the year, by the eunuchs of the palace." Page 32.

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 Parfon Horne.
There at one glance, the royal eye fhall meet
Each varied beauty of St. James's Street;
Stout T lbt there fhall ply with hackney chair 115
And Patriot Betty fix her fruit-fhop there.

Like diftant thunder, now the coach of ftate

Rolls o'er the bridge, that groans beneath its weight;

The court hath crofs'd the stream; the sports be

gin,

Now N**1 preaches of rebellion's fin:

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And as the powers of his strong pathos rise,
Lo, brazen tears fall from Sir Fl**r's eyes.
While, fkulking round the pews, that babe of grace,
Who ne'er before at fermon fhew'd his face,

Verse 109. [of marble arches.] Sir William's enormous account of Chinese bridges, too long to be here inferted. Vide page 53.

Verse 115. [Stout T**t, &c.] " Some of these eunuchs perfonate porters." Page 32.

Verse 116. [And Patriot Betty,] "Fruits and all forts of refreshments are cried about the streets in this mock city." Page 33.

Verse 122. [Lo brazen tears, &c.]

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