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The Wiccamical Chaplet

a selection of original poetry; comprising smaller poems, serious and comic; classical trifles; sonnets; inscriptions and epitaphs; songs and ballads; mock-heroics, epigrams, fragments, &c. &c. Edited by George Huddesford

Huddesford, George (1749-1809)

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SMALLER POEMS, AND ODES.

ELEGIES, AND PLAINTIVE PIECES.

NUGÆ POETICÆ, &c.

SONNETS.

INSCRIPTIONS AND EPITAPHS.

ON THE SAME.

Inscribed beneath the Picture of an ASS.

EPITAPH ON AN INFIRM OLD LADY, Who died aged 96.

INSCRIPTION IN AN ARBOUR.

EPITAPH On a late LIBERAL and LEARNED LIMB OF THE LAW.

AN INSCRIPTION ON AN OBELISK AT LONGFORD IN WILTS, The Seat of the Earl of Radnor,

EPITAPH ON AN OLD MAID IN A COUNTRY VILLAGE.

ON THE SAME.

WRITTEN IN A WINDOW, Under some scandalous Reflections on several Ladies.

INSCRIPTION ON A PANE OF GLASS.

EPITAPH OF AN INJURED LOVER.

INSCRIPTIO URNÆ.

EPITAPH ON A YOUTH.

MONUMENTAL INSCRIPTION.

WRITTEN ON A PANE OF GLASS.

INSCRIPTION FOR THE TOMB OF Mrs. ELIZABETH PIDGEON, Who died suddenly.

INSCRIPTION FOR THE PEDESTAL OF A STATUE OF PRINCE FIELD-MARSHAL SOUWAROFF RIMNISKI ITALISKI.

SONGS AND BALLADS.

MOCK-HEROICAL AND BURLESQUE PIECES, PARODIES, EPIGRAMS, &c.

MISCELLANEOUS PIECES, FRAGMENTS, &c.

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FRIENDLY COUNSEL.

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The attribution of this poem is questionable.

When Foote to George Coleman his patent had sold,
One morn he by chance up the Haymarket stroll'd,
Took a peep at his quondam Palæstrum, and there he
The new Manager found in a precious quandary.
“We're rehearsing,” says George, “the Uphost'rer today, Sir;
“And, of all your old troop, he who personates Razor
“(Who should gape till he sets in a roar all the House)
“Will not open a mouth fit to swallow a mouse:
“From morning to noon, and from ev'ning to dawn
“I've been at him, but, zounds! I can't make the dog yawn.”
Sam look'd grave as a judge—“Coly, give me your hand!
“I'm your friend.—You shall soon see his grinders expand:
“Go, read your New Comedy to him, d'ye hear?
“And I'll bet you ten pounds that he'll yawn for a year.”

A Farce much in request, the humour of which is chiefly confined to the character of Razor, a gossipping Barber, who entertains the audience with gaping and grimace.

The Man of Business, which Coleman had recently published.