VON SCHLEMNER AND POT LUCK.

AN ANECDOTE.

AN Englishman invited once

His German friend to dine

On plain pot luck, for such his phrase,
And drink some good port wine.

MEIN HERR repair'd at proper time
With stomach for the treat:
The viands on the table plac'd,
VON SCHLEMNER took his seat.

Soup, turkey, beef, by turns were serv'd,
MEIN HERR declin'd each one:
Fowls, turtle, sauce, they follow'd next
VON SCHLEMNER tasted none !

His host, at length, by kindness urg'd
Press'd him to take some duck;

"Ach mein !" with groans VON SCHLEMNER said,

"I vait for de pot luck.”

QUIZ.

THE DOUBT CLEARED UP.

TO MISS SARAH MORGAN, OF YATTON COURT, HEREFORDSHIRE

Now Silence reigns triumphant o'er the scene,
And the pale moon peeps gently thro' the trees;
The glimmering twilight in the west is seen,

While Fancy's visions float upon the breeze :
Wrapt into thought my spirit roams afar,
Beyond the confiue of the polar star!

Hertford Street, June, 1808.

J. G.

ANACREONTIC.

Give me boy, that golden cup;
Fill, come fill it brimful up,
With the bright Falernian wine,
With the nectar'd juice divine,
For I could gaily quaff a bowl,
Large as my capacious soul;

For know, immortal gods! O know!
To Bacchus and the loves I bow.
Haste, then bring the rubied juice,

Prepar'd for every social use;
For to mirth I'll give the day;

She, the banquet sweet shall sway,

Hence, then Care, thou fiend most foul,

Ere I drown thee in the bowl;.

Hence, then hence, and far remove,

Whilst I toast the girl I love,
Now I feel a rapture fire,
All my soul with sweet desire;
Now my mind by magic fraught,
Aspires to every tow'ring thought :
Say, am I wake, or do I dream,
That now I feel such bliss supreme?
Bring then flow'rs of every hue,
Blushing roses pearl'd with dew;
Such as glow on Hebe's face,
Such as Cypria's goddess grace,
Such as deck with myrtle fair,

The lovely Grace's flowing hair.
Let these in clust'ring wreaths be bound,
To shade my front, and temples round;
For know, immortal gods on high,
On earth, none is so great as I.

Liverpool, June, 1808.

J. B---wd---D.

WRITTEN IN RICHMOND PARK.

Dear to my heart is this sequester'd sphere,
Where silence slumbers in fantastic guise,
And nature's radiant hues salute mine eyes,
Where malice comes not hideously to leer:
Where neither pain nor jealousy appear

To cloud the lustre of the burnish'd skies,
Or machinations dreadful to devise,
To spoil the beauties of th' advancing year!

Hail! Charming spot! and may'st thou ever prove,

A genial harbour for the soul distress'd!

Relieve the tortures of a hopeless love,

And lull the woes of indigence to rest!
That those who to despondency are driven,
May find thy shades a secondary heaven!

Grafton-street, June, 1808.

SONNET.

Still---still the image of my love I view,
Sporting, as it was wont, in bland array,
Beside yon crystal stream, that glides away,
"Making sweet melody" the valley through!
I run to seize---it flies as I pursue,

And fondly blames my tedious delay :
Fain wou'd I follow, but the length'ning way
Doth mock my toil, and every hope subdue!

Oh! that some ærial pow'r--some magic art
Wou'd pulverize my frame, and my torn sprite,
Convey to realms of everlasting light,
Where lives in peace my soul's far better part !
But ah, 'tis vain !---The succour I implore,
Add but fresh sorrows to my sick'ning store!
Grafton-street, June, 1808.

J. G.

J. G.

THE LONDON THEATRES.

HAYMARKET.

JUNE

28. Speed the Plough. Sir Philip Blandford, Mr. Thompson; Bob Handy, Mr. Farley. Review.

29. Heir at Law-Tom Thumb.

30. Wheel of Fortune-PLOT AND COUNTERPLOT; or, The Por trait of Michael Cervantes, (1st time). The Characters by Messrs. Fawcett, Liston, Mathews, Grove, Palmer, jun. Putnam, Atkins Mrs Davenport, Mrs. Mathews, Mrs. Gibbs.

JULY 1. Five Miles off-A Mogul Tale-Plot and Counterplot..

2. Tale of Mystery-We fly by Night-Ib.

4. Iron Chest. Fitzharding, Mr. Waddy; Rawbold, Mr. Thompson. Helen, Mrs. Bellamy.

5. Wonder. Frederick, Mr. Glover, (his 1st appearance on any stage.) Violante, Mrs. Bellamy. Ib.

6. Battle of Hexham. Barton, Mr. Thompson; Marquis of Montague, Mr. Carles, (his first appaarance this season!!) Fool, Mr. Farley. Queen Margaret, Mrs. St. Leger. Seeing is Believing. Ib.

7. Sighs. Leopold, Mr. Thompson; Hans Williams, Mr. Farley. Louisa, Mrs, Bellamy. Ghost. Roger, Mr. Liston. Ib.

8. We fly by Night-Critic-Ib.

9. Five Miles off-Plot and Counterplot-Tom Thumb.

11. Iron Chest-Plot and Counterplot.

12. Wild Oats. Rover, Mr. May, (from Belfast, his 1st appearance in London); John Dory, Mr. Farley. Lady Amaranth, MrsBellamy. Ib.

13. [Not acted for 30 years] FATAL CURIOSITY. Old Wilmot, Mr. Young; Young Wilmot, Mr.Palmer, jun. ; Randal, Mr. Thomp