refpective fituations, and laughs at the abfurdity of her former projects when the aspired to the character of a philofophic wife. BENEVOLUS. MODERN SONNET.. ARTHUR.-A SUBLIME DESCRIPTIVE PIECE. DARK was the night, and loud the wind-fform howl'd;; He felt but utter'd, with terrific fear— QUIZL MODERN NOVELS.. [From the Oracle.] EVERY abfurdity has an end--and, as I obferve that almost all novels are now of the terrific caft, I hope the infipid repetition of the fame bugbears will at length work its own cure. In the mean time, should any of your female readers be defirous of catching the feafon of terrors, they may compofe two or three very pretty volumes, from the following recipe:: Take-An old caftle, half of it ruinous; A long gallery with a great many doors, fome fecret ones; Three murdered bodies, quite fresh; As many skeletons, in chefts and preffes;. G..5 An An old woman hanging by the neck, with her throat cut; Affaffins and defperadoes, quant. suff. Noifes, whispers, and groans, threescore at least. Mix them together, in the form of three thin pills, or volumes, and let them be taken or fwallowed, at bedtime or any other hour, in any city, village, or watering-place, in England or Wales, and the town of Berwick upon Tweed (as proclamations are), where they will be found equally palatable and fanative by young and middle-aged ladies; with or without pockets! I mean in the way of fashion only !-No offence to the provincial ladies, from PROBATUM EST. THE SQUEAKING GHOST! A TALE IMITATED FROM THE GERMAN, ACCORDING то THE TRUE AND GENUINE PRINCIPLES OF THE HORRIFIC, BY M. G. LS, ESQ. OF Spectre Hall, IN THE County OF Hobgoblin. [From the fame.] THE wind whistled loud! Farmer Dobbin's wheat stack The Farmer exclaim'd, with a piteous figh, Wife gi'e us fome ale." His dame ftraight did cry, Hem'd and cough'd three times three, then made this reply. "I can't mun!"—" Why ?"—" 'Cause the cafk's out!" 66 By the fide of the fire fat Roger Gee-ho, Who had finifh'd his daily vocation : With Cicely, whofe eyes were as black as a floe, And becaufe-she ne'er had an occafion! All these were alarm'd by fome loud piercing cries, Till opening the door, with wide-ftaring eyes, THE IRISH GHOST.. BY OLD.. NICK. [From the British Prefs.]. O nuova, o fiera, o ftrana maraviglia * ! ! And, would you know the reason why? With horrid gape Teague view'd the fprite,, "Arrah, my dear," the shade replied,, "Alack, poor ghoft!" the fon exclaim'd,', "No wonder thou 'rt not frifky, For he most furely must be d -d, Who cannot drink his whifkey." This ejaculatory line is taken from the 11th canto of the Ricciardetto of Forteguerri, where it relates to a certain gentleman much more cunning than our Irishman, who, after his head had been cut off by Count Orlando, fnatched it up, and carried it down ftairs with him,, to the great furprife of the good Count. Il buon Conte), E le fcale difcende.-ST. 16. A "Ah, honey, true!" the sprite resum'd, And that I mayn't to H-be doom'd, THE WAY TO BE WISE. POOR Jenny, am'rous, young, and gay, To nunn'ry dark retir'd: The Lady Abbefs oft would cry, Or prov'd an idle flattern; And we, poor fouls, no doubt fhould be If we had known as much." THE LETTER-CARRIER. WAG at the gallows, who relish'd a jeft, "Well, Jack, I am going to vifit that place Where your father is gone, and the rest of your race; JACK 1 JACK KETCH AND THE FRENCHMAN A FRENCHMAN once, at fome affizes, Monfieur exclaim'd, “Ah! mifericorde !" "Ah! mifericorde! dat I fhould die! "'T is long enough-I know 't will do ON OPERAS. N Opera, like a pill'ry, may be faid AN To nail the ears down, but expose the head! QUAVER. } ENVY AND IMPOTENCE. AGAINST me letters Vindex writes, 't is faid BON |