PRISON ECLOGUE. PRIESTLEY and COOPER. Priestley. AT ease reclining on thy truckle bed, I, wretched wight! have left my native plains, Cooper. (e) O gentle Doctor, were my sceptic mind (a) Tityre, tu patulæ recubans sub tegmine fagi. (b) Musam meditaris avena. (c) Nos dulcia linquimus arva; Nos patriam fugimus; (d) tu Tityre, (e) Ο Melibaa. (f) Deus nobis bæc otra fecit. Namque erit ille mihi semper Deus. -Ille meas errare boves, ut cernis, et ipsum Ludere, quæ vellem, calamo permisit agresti. * Alluding to a paper called The Daily Repast, published in the Philadelphia prison. That, My god he shall be, oft to him shall flow Priestley. 1 (g) I envy not thy happiness, I own: (1) I thought (ah! simpleton for thinking so) (g) Non tamen invideo: miror magis. (b) Spem gregis, ab! silice in nucâ connixa reliquit. (k) Sed tamen, iste Deus qui sit, da, Tityre, nebis. (1) Urbem, quam dicunt Romam-putavi Stultus, ego huic nostræ similem Sic canibus catulos similes * Alluding to Dr. Priestley's attack on the federal constitution, in his Letters to the inhabitants of Northumberland, which fell almost still born. † Porcupine. 12 Was Was like the city* where our artful song Still nourish'd from the Gallic parent flame) Were blood-stained murderers, every where the same. Priestley. But what to Philadelphia turned thy flight? Cooper: (m) Sweet liberty, "that goddess heavenly bright;" Late though she cast on me a side-long glance, Such as inflames her madd'ning sons in France. She came, and me her fondest vot'ry found, When the bleach'd cotton ceas'd to clothe my ground: + When flimsy projects had devour'd my pelf, And left me nought to care but for herself. (n) By poverty, by disappointment stung, (Such causes loose the noisy patriot's tongue) (0) Hither Hi I came, and first beheld the sage, His locks by wisdom whiten'd and by age. A place! I cried, and own'd a present God; (p) A place! he echo'd with a gracious nod. See yon white wall, yon grated windows see. The fittest place for such philosophy! (9) Tend for six moons the flocks that wait thee there; Creatures of thine, they merit all thy care. Priestley. (r) Thrice happy man! then thou at length hast found (m) Libertas, quæ sera tamen respexit inertem. (p) Hic mibi responsum primus dedit ille petenti; Non insueta graves tentabunt pabula fætas. * Manchester. ↑ Cooper, while at Manchester, invented a mode of BLEACHING COTTON by the help of INFLAMMABLE AIR. He burnt the cottons, became a bankrupt, turned patriot, and emigrated to America. A very natural progress towards perfectability. No No mead untry'd thy cumber'd flock invites, Cooper. (t) Sooner shall guilty Jacobins forgive, (s) Hinc alta sub rupe canet frondator Nec gemere aeria cessavit turtur ab ulmo(t) Ante leves ergo pascentur * TENCH COXE, a most furious Jacobin. He pretended great attachment to the royal cause, during the rebellion, and actually went out to meet Sir William Howe, when that general approached Philadelphia; but he has since been remarkable for his enmity to Great Britain, and his devotedness to France. † M-Kean, the present governor of Pennsylvania. JEFFERSON (now a candidate for the Presidency), who wroté a foolish account of a monster, which he called MAMMOTH, is one of those who have long owed vast sums to the British merchants. His father-in-law, Mr. Wales, was an Englishman, who owed his fortune to the friendship of Messrs. Farrel and Jones, of Bristol. Mr. Wales ordered in his will, that previous to any division of his property amongst his sonsin-law, the debt due by him to the heirs of his benefactors should first be discharged; but these pious sons-in-law, instead of obeying the will, retained the amount of the debt, till, in consequence of an iniquitous confiscation law passed in Virginia, they were enabled to pay it into the treasury of that state, in depreciated paper money -Jefferson was one of those sons-in-law. Such is the man who is nOW VICE PRESIDENT, and who will probably be PRESIDENT of the free, enlightened, and bappy Republic of America. And will they yet have the impudence to tell us about the VIRTUES of a Republic? Priestley. But I unhappy! whither shall I flee? Cooper. Yet here with me beguile the night, and share REPUBLICAN MORALITY, Published in the London Porcupine, of November 10th, 1800. We shall here begin the necessary undertaking of detecting the artful and malicious insinuations of the Morning Chronicle, respecting the conduct of his MAJESTY's ships of war in the Atlantic Seas. (v) -Et penitus toto divisos orbe Britannos. (u) Pauperis et tuguri congestum cespite culmen (w) Impius bac-miles babebit? Barbarus bas segetes? (x) Ite mee, quondam felix pecus, ite capelle. (y) - Sunt nobis mitia ponia (z) Et jam summa procul culmina fumant Majoresque cadunt. To |