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The heroines undertook the task ;

Thro' lanes unknown, o'er stiles they ventur'd, Rapp'd at the door, nor stay'd to ask,

But bounce into the parlor enter'd.

The trembling family they daunt;

They flirt, they sing, they laugh, they tattle; Rummage his mother, pinch his aunt, And

up

stairs in a whirlwind rattle.

Each hole and cupboard they explore,

Each creek and cranny of his chamber, Run hurry-skurry round the floor,

And o'er the bed and tester clamber;

Into the drawers and china pry,

Papers and books, a huge imbroglio ; Under a tea-cup he might lie,

Or creas'd, like dogs-ears, in a folio.

On the first marching of the troops,

The Muses, hopeless of his pardon, Conveyed him underneath their hoops

To a small closet in the garden.

So Rumor says (who will, believe);

But that they left the door ajar, Where safe, and laughing in his sleeve,

He heard the distant din of war.

Short was his joy; he little knew

The power of magic was no fable; Out of the window whisk they flew,

But left a spell upon the table.

The words too eager to unriddle,

The poet felt a strange disorder; Transparent bird-lime form'd the middle,

And chains invisible the border.

So cunning was the apparatus,

The powerful pot-hooks did so move him, That will he, nill-he, to the great house

He went as if the devil drove him.

Yet on his way (no sign of grace,

For folks in fear are apt to pray) To Phoebus he preferr'd his case,

And begg'd his aid that dreadful day.

The godhead would have back'd his quarrel ;

But, with a blush, on recollection, Own'd that his quiver and his laurel

'Gainst four such eyes were no protection.

The court was set, the culprit there;

Forth from their gloomy mansion creeping The Lady Janes and Joans repair,

And from the gallery stand peeping:

Such as in silence of the night

Come (sweep) along some winding entry (Styack* has often seen the sight),

Or at the chapel-door stand sentry;

In peaked hoods and mantles tarnishid,

Sour visages enough to scare ye, High dames of honor once that garnish'd The drawing-room of fierce Queen Mary!

* The housekeeper.

The peeress comes ; the audience stare,

And doff their hats with due submission; She curt’sies, as she takes her chair,

To all the people of condition.

The bard with many an artful fib

Had in imagination fenc'd him, Disprov'd the arguments of Squib,

And all that Groomt could urge against him ;

But soon his rhetoric forsook him,

When he the solemn hall had seen ; A sudden fit of ague shook him

He stood as mute as poor Macleane. I

Yet something he was heard to mutter

“ How in the park, beneath an old tree, Without design to hurt the butter,

Or any malice to the poultry,

He once or twice had penn'd a son

onnet, Yet hop'd that he might save his bacon ; Numbers would give their oath upon it,

He ne'er was for a conj’rer taken.”

The ghostly prudes with hagged face

Already had condemn'd the sinner ; My Lady rose, and with a grace

She smild, and bid him come to dinner.

“ Jesu Maria ! Madam Bridget,

Why what can the Viscountess mean ?"

* The groom of the chamber. + The steward. # A famous highwayman who had just been executed.

Cry'd the square hoods in woful fidget;

“ The times are alter'd, quite and clean :

6 Decorum's turn'd to mere civility!

Her air and all her manners show it. Commend me to her affability !

Speak to a commoner and poet !"

[Here 500 Stanzas are lost.]

And so God save our noble King,

And guard us from long-winded lubbers, That to eternity woull sing,

And keep my lady from her rubbers.

Sir Roger de Coverleg.

FROM ADDISON'S PAPERS IN THE

SPECTATOR."

Sir Roger de Coverley is one of those truthful types of character, which, though created by the mind of man, yet, by the ordination of Nature herself (for Nature includes art among her works), outlasts the successive generations of flesh and blood which it represents. The individuals perish, and leave po memorial; nay, we hardly care to know them while living. We might find them tiresome. We feel that Nature has done well in making them ; we are grateful for the race; especially on behalf of others, and of the poor ; but we do not particularly see the value of their society ; when, lo! in steps one of Nature's imitators-called men of genius-and, by the mere fact of producing a likeness of the species to the mind's eye, enchants us forever both with it and himself. A little philosophy may easily explain this; but perhaps a little more may still leave it among the most interesting of mysteries.

We have said a word elsewhere (see Gradations of Clubs) respecting the first invention of Sir Roger by Steele, and the compatibility of his early fopperies with a genuine simplicity. But unquestionably Addison took up the invention of Steele, and enriched and completed it in a way that left the invention itself at a distance. The whole of the following papers are from his exquisite pen. They render comment superfluous. One has nothing to do but repeat passages, and admire them.

SIR ROGER'S HOUSEHOLD ESTABLISHMENT.
HAVIN
AVING often received an invitation from my friend Sir

Roger de Coverley to pass away a month with him in the country, I last week accompanied him thither, and am

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