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"Reafon alone baptiz'd? alone ordain'd
Night 4th, 1.629.
"Man's heart eats all things, and is hungry still;
Ibid. 1. 123.
"The world's all title-page, there's no contents;
Night 8th, 1. 333
Night 9th, 1. 1414.
After all, and as fome apology to the numerous ad mirers of Dr. Young, I allow that there are strokes and paffages of genuine poetry to be found, though thinly fcattered, among the wild effufions of this long and laboured poem. I refer, in particular, to the first five lines of Night First, and to the thirteen first lines of Night Fourth. For the fake of juftice to our author, the two paffages fhall be inferted at full length.
"Tir'd nature's fweet reftorer, balmy sleep!
"Where fortune fmiles: the wretched he forfakes;
"A much indebted mufe, ( Yorke ! intrudes, "Amid the fmiles of fortune and of youth; "Thine ear is patient of a ferious fong. "How deep implanted in the breast of man "The dread of death? I fing its fov'reign cure. Why start at death? Where is he? Death arriv'd "Is part; not come, or gone; he's never bere. "E'er hope, fenfation fails; black-boding man "Receives, not fuffers, death's tremenduous blow. "The knell, the fhroud, the mattock, and the grave; "The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm; "These are the bug-bears of a winter's eve, « The terrors of the living, not the dead.
From this, the writer runs wild, and continues with very flight and transient, if any lucid intervals, to the end of the poemt.
The following detached lines, among others, difplay the fpirit of poetry, blended with conceit and affectation.
†The following lines, being the beginning of Night Ninth, may be confidered as one of the few remaining lucid intervals, referred to by our author.-Pity that one who could write fo well at times, fhould have been fo little under the guidance of reason, in general. Edit.
"As when a traveller, a long day past
"In painful search of what he cannot find,
"At night's approach, content with the next cot,
"How rich! how poor! how abject! how august! "How complicate, how wonderful is man!” And again, speaking of Narcissa.
Early, bright, tranfient, chaste as morning dew! "She fparkled, was exhal'd! and went to heav'n."
For the Bee.
NAMES have no small effect on things. It is for this reason, I am going, through the medium of your patriotic paper, to fuggeft the advantages which our country would derive from the alteration of a name.
At prefent, the tenants about me call the gentlemen, whofe lands they occupy, mafters. I obferve this improper term has a very ill effect both upon us proprietors, and upon our tenants. We are apt to take the tenants at their word, and to imagine them to be our fervants, and to command their fervices for running our errands, and doing our work, as if we really were their mafters, and paid them wages: Whereas they pay us, in general, very good rents for our lands, and, in fo doing, confer a great obligation on us : For I do not know what kind of a figure I and my wife would make, nor how we could feed and educate our numerous family, were it not for the rents which we receive from thefe fervants. At leaft, I have tried to farm my own little bit of land; but, alas! Sir, for want of skill, and attention, and economy, I loft my rent every year, and got befides into debt. How little then do we find in our tenants of the character of fervants? The wish of a wife man would be to have many of the former, and few of the latter.
This is not the worst of it, Sir; our poor tenants are foolish enough to think themselves our fervants; and inftead of telling us frankly they have bufinefs of their own to mind, are as obedient to our commands, as if
they were our fervants, feldom refufing to obey us, very much to our hurt, as well as their own: For we frequently find a fad deficiency, when, in their true character of tenants, we fummon them to pay our rents. Neither is this the worst circumftance attending this mistaken name of master: we proprietors grow fond of the thing, as well as the name; and when our tenants happen to refuse to obey any of our commands, we are difpofed to think them infolent, and fometimes to call them fo; and to prevent a repetition of fuch behaviour, we either give them no tacks at all, or very short ones. Now, Mr. Bee, a tenant who can be removed on fix weeks warning, and does not know where to find another farm, as frequently happens, is really a fervant ; indeed, I may fay, he is a flave. Thus, Sir, we are averfe to what, for our own intereft, we ought to covet. We diflike to lett our lands upon long leafes, although it is certain, they cannot be improven by any
Instead, therefore, of the word mafter, I would fuggeft the English term of land-lord: And I would have all our farmers to enter into an agreement among them. felves, to give us no other name, under the penalty of forfeiting a trifle to the poor of the parish, as often as they used the word master, either when fpeaking to us, or of us.
I believe too, Mr. Bee, the free and wealthy inhabitants of our towns would be induced more readily to leafe our farms, and to improve them, were this flavith and improper name of mafter laid afide.
For my own fhare, I never could discover that a man who rents my ground, is more my fervant, than a gentleman in a town, who happens to rent my house there. The only connection between either a tenant of a house and a farm, and their owner, is of the nature of a civil contract. When the rent of either is paid, they are independent of each other. But, if any thing, the obligation is on the fide of a good tenant. If these
deas be juft, by giving them a place in your Bee, you will oblige.
On the Art of Idleness, by a Lady.
I ALSO have been a fuccefsful difciple in the happy art of idleness, recommended by Albanicus; and as the acquifition of this art to my fex, particularly in the higher and more wealthy ranks of fociety, is of infinitely greater confequence, than to yours, I imagine I am about to confer the greateft favour poffible upon the daughters of Eve, all the world over, by initiating them in the mysteries of that art which has brought me from the horrors of languor and weariness of life, to a state of tranquillity, placid enjoyment of nature, and fociety, and a fatisfaction with myfelf and every thing about me, which, if it is not like the happinefs of the bleffed in heaven, is, I imagine, as like it as any thing this world can afford.
I was the youngest daughter and child of my parents, who were noble and confpicuous, but not wealthy. I was the favourite of the whole family, not only as being the youngest, but as beautiful and infinuating, and that my parents growing old and infirm, were averfe from the trouble and uneafinefs of doing any thing with me, but as a play thing, and to make me happy by every indulgence, that all my little childish fallies might be brought forth with the brilliancy and foftnefs of nature.