LONDON, Printed by JOHN NICHOLS, 2189/09 bumble/PETITION of the BRITISH JACOBINS to their Brethren of FRANCE. W WHILE to you we true children of Great Tag, Rag, and Bobtail, attend ; Who with heads on your pikes fo facetiously play, Mirth and murder fo merrily blend! O ye boats of proud France, ye bright lights of the earth, Who, in fine philofophical fpeeches, Prove the only criterion of virtue and worth Confits in the bareness of breeches! Brother Jacobins, liften; and, if you can cea e To gaze on your glorious Convention, Where the point of the dagger befis propa gates peace, Where concord grows out of contention; Caft a glance of compaffion on Britons, who By old fuperftitions oppreft; [lie For, ah! ftill like the night-mare, an incubus Sits Monarchy fquat on our breaft! [fy, Come, come, at our cali; nor thus let us be Such hateful incumbency groan: [neath In the hearts of our rulers your poignards, on, fheathe, And hoift a red cap on our Ah! confider how many long months are paft And how mayling'ring long days, fover, Since you promised to haften from Calais to Dover, Wretched Britons from ilavery to raise; To reclaim us at length from political vice, To write reformation in blood; To bestow on us liberty not without lice, All, all, for our ultimate good. For, Britons, alas! are a nation of flaves, More full of plumb-pudding than wit, Warm with rapture, while Burke against anar by raves, Ever licking the spittle of Pitt! Ah! think, gallant Frenchmen, while thus you delay, What misfortunes your friends here betide: Ah! think how the tyrants their leaders difmay, Forc'd in holes, like true adders, to hide! See, fee, your own Fruft, through the pill'ry, Thuft out his deplorable ph-2; [on high, While Mock'ry with loll'd tongue itands infultingly by, While dangers and death round him whiz.! See the fad Prefbyterian, fo gentle and meck, To the wilds of America roam; [feek, With his wife and his daughters, preparing to Near naked lewd Indians, an home! Sweet foul, of whofe grievances great is the fum, Who from Teft-laws can get ro release, Who would deluge his country with blood, to becomic An Exciteman or Justice of Peace! Ch! then to our aid of thofe heroes, that die Without dread of the claws of old Scratch, Who laugh and blafpheme, as to flaughter they fly, A few odd hundred thousand dispatch! T A new Ballad on the Times. HE Mounfeers, they fay, have the in a ftring, [our They don't like our nobles, they don't ne But they fmuggle our wool, and they'd fain have our wheat, And leave us poor Englishmen nothing to eat. Derry down, down, down derry down. They call us already a province of France, And come here by hundreds to teach us to dance; They fay we are heavy, they fay we are dull, And that beef and plumb-pudding's not good for John Bull. They jaw in their clubs, murder women and priests, [feansAnd then for their fish-wives they make civic Civic teafts! what are they? why, a newfafhion'd thing, [their King! For which they renounce both their God and 1 And yet there's no eating, 'tis all foolish play, For when pies are cut open, the birds fly away; But Frenchmen admire it, and fancy they fee That Liberty's fix'd at the top of a tree. They fay man and wife should no longer be one, Do you take a daughter, and I'll take a fon; And as all things are equal, and all fhould be free, [fuit me. If your wife don't fuit you, Sir, perhaps the'll But our ladies are virtuous, our ladies are fair, Which is more than they tell us your French[are free, women are; They know they are happy, they know they And that Liberty's not at the top of a tree. They take from the rich, but don't give to the poor, [door; And to all forts of mifchief they'd open the Then let's be united, and know when we're well, Nor believe all the lies thefe Republicans tell. Our foldiers and failors will aufwer thefe spanks, fpit us like luks; Though they threaten'd Dumourier fhould But, Britons, don': fear them, for Britons are fice, And know Liberty's not to be found on a tree.. They try to deceive us, our lofs is their gain, Wlach is all we can learn from the works of Tom Paine; But let Briteus be wife, as they're brave and they're free, [fea. And ftili Britain fhall rule in the midst of her The Gentleman's Magazine; LOND.GAZETTE An original Letter from Sir William Dugdale ib. Meteorolog. Diaries for Dec. 1792, & Jan. 1793 2 Antiquities at Clare-Curious Letters Patent 30 Loyalty of Diffenters T. Warton vindicated 4 Very curious Maufoleum of Mrs. Vanbutchell 5 New Hiftory of Archery-Studies of Cambridge 6 An Affociation of Literary Men very defirable 7 Political Reflexions-Aftronomical Phænomenon8 Biographical Hiftory of Mr. thomas Wright 9 Thoughts on Poetry, and Criticifms on Poets Verfifiers of Pfalms?-Time of Chrift's Birth? 16 Anecdotes of the late Rev. Ralph Nicolfon ib. Pynham Priory-Some Thoughts on Imitation 17 The Defcription of Clun Caftle in Shropshire 18 Rev. Wm. Edwards-Wyddall Hall, Herts 19 An Original Letter of Dr. Samuel Johnlon ib. Mifcellaneous Obfervations-Bay held Tortoife 44 Guilt and Simplicity pourtrayed from Nature ho Particulars of the Digges Family-Epitaphs 21 Inftance of very strong Intellectual Abilities g 22 A curious original Letter of Mr. Lewis Morris 23 Gronow Owen-Sermons at St. Andrew's 24 Infcription at Howden-Story of St. Cecilia 25 The Life and Character of Mrs. Sa ah Steer 26 A Letter from the Hiftorian of Derbyshire 28 St. James of Compoftella, his Cockle-hat? Proceedings of prefent Sefion of Parliament 45 Lift of Public Bodies, &c. that have affociated 48 REVIEW OF NEW PUBLICATIONS 49-66 INDEX INDICATORIUS-Queries anfwered 67) SELECT POETRY, antient and modern 61-72 For. Affairs, Domestic Occurrences, &c. 73-88) Marriages, Deaths, Preferments, &c. Average Prices of Corn-Bill of Mortality Daily Variations in the Prices of the Stocks Embellished with an elegant Portrait of Mr. THOMAS WRIGHT; Views of PYNHAM PRIORY, CLUN CASTLE, and WYDIALL HALL; the HoWDEN MONUMENT, by- |