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The Twickenham Hotch-Potch

For the Use of the Rev. Dr. Swift, Alexander Pope, Esq.; and Company. Being a sequel to the Beggars Opera, &c. Containing, I. The State of Poetry, and Fate of Poets, in the Reign of King Charles IId. II. Seriousities and Comicalities, by Peter Henning, a Dutchman. III. Two Dozen of Infallible Maxims, for Court and City. IV. The Present War among Authors, viz. Swift, Pope, Theobald, Rolli, Voltaire, Parson B---dy, and Mr. Ozell. V. The Rival Actresses, viz. Mrs. O---d, Mrs. P---r, Mrs. B---h, Miss Y---ger and Miss Polly Peachum. VI. A Poetical Catalogue of Polly Peachum's Gallants. VII. An Epistle from Signora F---na to a Lady. VIII. A True Copy of Polly Peachum's Opera. Also, her Panegyrick. Written by Caleb D'Anvers [i.e. Nicholas Amhurst]

Amhurst, N. (1697-1742)

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Seriosities and Comicalities By Way of HOTCH-POTCH, BY Peter Henning, a Dutchman,

Who bravely show'd a glorious Dissent To Those who first read Greek by Accent.

To the Age.

On Scriblers.

Two Dozen of Useful MAXIMS.

XXIV. The Pamphleteers have plunder'd many Pockets, not overcharg'd with Money.

[Yet, dear Poll, you may]

The following Lines being sent to the Author as an Answer to the foregoing Ballad, he, to shew what he published was not done out of Malice to Polly Peachum, has hereunto annexed them, having so much Value for the Female Sex as to give Fair Play to a Fair Woman.

EPIGRAM, To Miss Beswick, alias Fenton, alias Polly Peachum.

AN EPISTLE FROM Signora F---A TO A LADY.

Polly Peachum's OPERA:

The Old Sportsman: Or, the Antiquated Baronet, behind the Scenes.

A NEW BALLAD. BY Caleb D'Anvers.

Another, New BALLAD. Inscribed to Mr. Peachum, AND Captain Macheath, &c.

SONGS, set to the Tunes Polly Peachum Sings in the Beggars Opera.

[I].

[I.]

II.

III.

III. Le Printemps rampelle aux Armes.

IV.

IV. Good-morrow Gossip Joan.

V. Gin thou wert mine awn Thing ---

VI.

VI. Thomas, I cannot, &c.

VII.

VII. I am a poor Shepherd undone, &c.

VIII.

VIII. Grim King of the Ghosts, &c.

IX.

IX. O the Broom, &c.

X. All in the Downs the Fleet was moor'd, &c.

XI.

XI. What shall I do to shew how much I love her, &c.

XII.

XII. Would Fate to me Belinda give ---

XIII.

XIII. Pretty Parrot say ---

XIV.

XIV. Irish Howl.

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EPIGRAM, To Miss Beswick, alias Fenton, alias Polly Peachum.

Be not vain of your fancy'd Success I desire you,
Nor think that Lords love you, because they admire you;
A Monster does, doubtless, deserve Admiration,
As much as the Prettiest Girl in the Nation;
And hourly Experience, Lavinia, will shew you,
A Granny is star'd at, as much as a Chloe.

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This Ballad-Singing-Beauty (which our present Race of Beaus so much Admire) is a raw-bon'd, large-featur'd Female Virago, and having the necessary Qualification, requir'd by Serjeant Kite, of being six Foot high, is, no doubt, born to be a Great Woman.