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THE

1. HE Fleminead; or Female

Genius

I

II. On the Female Right to Lite-
rature

17

III. To the Prince of Orange, on

his passing through Oxford 24

IV. TÖ Mr. Pope.

By Walter

Harte, M.A.

26

V. To Dean Swift, on his Birth-

Day

22

VI. To the Right Hon. the Lady

Margaret Cavendish Harley

32

VII. To a Lady, sent with a pre-

sent of Shells and Stones 34

VIII. To a Lady, in answer to a

Letter written in a very fine

Hand

37

IX. To a Lady, on a Landscape

of her drawing

40

X. To a young Lady who paints

very well, &c.

43

XI. TO Miss Charlotte Collins,

of Winchester

45

XII. To a young Lady, with

Fontenelle's Plurality of Worlds 47

XIII. Toa Friend. By Mrs. Carter 52

XIV. To Myrtilis. The New

Year's Offering

53

Xv. To a young Lady, on her

playing upon the Harpsichord 57

XVI. To Mrs. Crewe

59

XVII. To the Rt. Hon. H. Pelham 61

XVIII. On the Royal Nuptials 64

XIX. On the death of K. Geo. II.

and Accession of K. Geo. III. 63

XX. On the Marriage of King

George III. and Q Charlotte 73

XXI. TO Mr. Whitehead, on his

being made Poet-Laureat 77

XXII. TO Mr. Garrick

80

XXIII. Nature to Dr. Hoadly 85

XXIV. To Mr. Garrick, on his

erecting a Statue to Shakspere 87

XXV. To Mr. Garrick, on re-

ceiving his Portrait painted by

Mr. Dance

90

XXVI. To David Garrick, Esq.

at Mount Edgcumbe

92

XXVII. Mr. Garrick's Answer 94

XXVIII. Upon Mr. Mason's

taking Orders

XXIX. To Mr. Garrick on meet-

ing him at Mr. Rigby's 98

XXX. Mr. Garrick's Answer 1 လာ
XXXI. To Colonel (afterwards
Lord) Clive

103

XXXU. Dennis to Mr. Thomson los

XXXIII. To Sir Godfrey Kneller 106

XXXIV. To the Duke of Marl-

borough

108

XXXV. To Lord Carteret III

XXXVI. Oa Sir Robert Wal-

pole's Birth-Day

XXXVII. To his Grace the Duke

of Argyll

113

XXXVIII. To the Author of a

Panegyric on Mrs. G. Butler 119

XXXIX. By the Rt. Hon. the

Earl of Carlisle on his School-

Fellows while at Eton

121

XL. To the Earl of Carlisle, oc-

casioned by the preceding

XLI. TO Mr. Cungreve. Ву

Mr. Steele

126

XLII. To the Author of Clarissa 129

XLIII. To Mis. Bindon. Ву

the Hon. Sir C. H. Williams,

Bart.

131

XLIV. Mrs. Bindon's Answer 135

XLV. Sir Charles's Reply 137

XLVI. To a Lady

133

XLVII. To Lady Mary Cham-

bers

139

XLVIII. To the Lady Marchio-

ness Grey

XLIX. To a Lady, with a Pre-

sent of Pope's Works

L. To a Lady. Sent her with

Lord Lansdowne's Heroic

Love

145

LI. To a Lady, with a Book of

Morality

147

LII. To three amiable Sisters

149

LIII. To a young Lady, on pre-

senting the Author with a

Lock of her Hair

ISI

LIV. To a Lady making a Pin

Basket

153

LV. To a Lady, with a pair of

Gloves

156

LVI. To a Lady, with a Bouch of

an Oranje Tree

LVII. Written at the request of

a Gentleman to whom a Lady

had given a Sprig of Myrtle 152

LVIII. To a Lady, with a present

of a Knife

16

LIX. From a Gentleman, on the

late Anniversary of his Wed-

ding-Day

162

LX. To a young Lady, on seeing

her dance

164

LXI. Lo a Lady, on asking the

author's opinion of Friendship 166

LXII. To a Lady. Ey the Rev.
S. Henley

167

LXIII. Tó Lord Hervey. By

M, De Voltaire

169

LXIV. A Birth-day Offering to

a young Lady

172

LXV. TO Corinna.

By Lord

Nurent

175

LXVI. To Camilla By the same 176

LXVII. To Clariss. By the same 179

Notes on Epistics Panegyrical

and Gallant

96

116

183

PANEGYRICAL AND GALLANT.

EPISTLE I.

THE

FEMINEAD:

OR,
FEMALE GENIUS.

ADDRESSED TO
MR. RICHARDSON,
Author of Pamela, Clarissa, and Grandison.

Br JOHN DUNCOMBE, M. A.

WRITTEN IN THE YEAR MDCCLI.

Shall lordly man, the theme of every lay,
Usurp the muse's tributary bay ?
In kingly state on Pindus' summit sit,
Tyrant of verse, and arbiter of wit ?
By Salic law the female right deny,
And view their genius with regardless eye ?
Justice forbid ! and every muse inspire
To sing the glories of a sister-choir !
Rise, rise, bold swain; and to the listening grove
Resound the praises of the sex you love;

Tell how, adorn'd with every charm, they shine,
In mind and person equally divine,
'Till man, no more to female merit blind,
Admire the person, but adore the mind.

To these weak strains, O thou! the sex's friend And constant patron, Richardson! attend ! Thou, who so oft with pleas'd, but anxious care, Hast watch'd the dawning genius of the fair, With wonted smiles wilt hear thy friend display The various graces of the female lay; Studious from folly's yoke their minds to free, And aid the generous cause espous'd by thee.

Long o'er the world did Prejudice maintain, By sounds like these, her undisputed reign : “ Woman! she cried, to thee, indulgent heaven Has all the charms of outward beauty given : Be thine the boast, unrival'd, to enslave The great, the wise, the witty, and the brave; Deck'd with the Paphian rose's damask glow, And the vale-lily's vegetable snow, Be thine, to move majestic in the dance, To roll the eye, and aim the tender glance, Or touch the strings, and breathe the melting song, Content to emulate that airy throng, Who to the sun their painted plumes display, And gaily glitter on the hawthorn spray,

Or wildly warble in the beechen grove,
Careless of aught but music, joy, and love."

Heavens! could such artful, slavish sounds beguile The freeborn sons of Britain's polish'd isle ? Could they, like fam’d Ulysses' dastard crew, Attentive listen, and enamor'd view, Nor drive the Syren to that dreary plain, In loathsome pomp, where eastern tyrants reign ; Where each fair neck the yoke of slavery galls, Clos'd in a proud seraglio's gloomy walls, And taught, that levell’d with the brutal kind, Nor sense, nor souls to women are assign'd.

Our British nymphs with happier omens rove,
At freedom's call, thro' wisdom's sacred grove,
And, as with lavish hand each sister grace
Shapes the fair form, and regulates the face,
Each sister muse, in blissful union join'd,
Adorns, improves, and beautifies the mind,
Even now fond fancy in our polish'd land
Assembled shows a blooming, studious band:
With various arts our reverence they engage,
Some turn the tuneful, some the moral page,
These, led by Contemplation, soar on high,
And range the heavens with philosophic eye;
While those, surrounded by a vocal choir,
The canvas tinge, or touch the warbling lyre.

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