Charming dogs! I have little more to fay; but only, confidering the great mart of scandal you are at, to warn you against flattering those you converse with, and, the moment they turn to go away, backbiting them-a vice with which the dogs of old ladies are much infected : and you must have been moft furiously affected with it here at Richmond, had you not happened into a good family; therefore I might have fpared this caution.One thing I had almost forgot. You have a base custom, when you chance upon a certain fragrant exuvium, of perfuming your carcafe with it. Fye! fye! leave that nafty custom to your little, foppish, crop-eared dogs, who do it to conceal their own ftink. My letter, I fear, grows tedious. I will detain you from your flumbers no longer, but conclude by wifhing that the waters and exercise may bring down your fat fides, and that you may return a genteel, accomplished dog. Pray lick for me, you happy dog you, the hands of the fair ladies you have the honour to attend. I remember to have had that happiness once, when one, who fhall be nameless, looked with an envious eye upon me. Farewell, my dear Marquis. Return, I beg it of you, foon to Richmond; when I will treat you with fome choice fragments, a marrow-bone, which I will. crack crack for you myself, and a defert of high-toafted cheese. I am, without farther ceremony, Your's fincerely, BUFF. Mi Dewti too Marki. X Scrubb's mark. THE HERMITAGE. INSCRIBED TO A LADY. [The spot which is the fubject of the following Stanzas, tradition records to have been formerly the retreat of a Hermit. Though in its present state it no longer retains the charms of folitude, it boafts, what may feem not lefs fitted to infpire poetical devotion, the attractions of beauty.] "TWAS near this fpot, Devotion's feat, And spent in peace his days; At length the joyful call was given, He died in good old age : Far Far round was known his godly fame, No more appears his moss-clad cell, More artful structures now arise, Yet beauteous fpirits still are found There, as the evening fhades prevail, Has caught my lift'ning ears ;- Or, haply chanc'd I to repair, To cheer my penfive breast, Con Converfe I've heard fo fweet and fage, Nor breafts more pious deign'd to dwell,- Here, 'midft thefe beauteous fpirits find Fortune denies, and duty too, CHATTERTON. It is recorded of the infancy of Chatterton by his mother, that upon being afked, what toy would afford him most pleasure, he replied with an earneftnefs that bespoke the emotion of his mind, "A trumpet "to blow aloud!" Upon this circumftance the fol. lowing verfes are founded. AVERSE to every childish toy, Oh! |