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Miscellanies in Prose and Verse

By Mrs. Catherine Jemmat

Jemmat, Catherine (1759-1838)

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BEAUTY and TASTE, inscribed to Her Grace the Duchess of HAMILTON.

On a Lord Lieutenant of Ireland visiting the Lying-Inn Hospital there.

On the Success of Major-General JOHNSON in America.

On the late Earthquakes in ENGLAND and IRELAND.

An Apology for declining the melancholy Task of a Poem on the Death of his Serene Highness the Stadtholder.

On seeing Mr. MOSSOP perform.

A PROLOGUE at a Benefit Play for an Hospital.

Ode on SCIENCE.

A Morning REFLECTION.

On the Recovery of the Right Honourable Lord Viscount MOLESWORTH, from his Illness, in the Year 1755.

On the Invention of LETTERS and the Utility of the PRESS.

On hearing the Design of erecting a MONUMENT to the Memory of THOMAS PRIOR, Esq; by Subscription, in the Year 1751.

On the Return of the Right Honourable Lord Viscount CHARLEMONT, from his Travels, to Ireland, in the Year 1755.

An Elegy on the much-lamented Death of the Right Reverend Father in God, THOMAS, Lord Bishop of SODOR and MAN.

On the Report of Mr. SHERIDAN's giving a Benefit-Play towards defraying the Expence of Dr. SWIFT's Monument, in the Year 1752.

On Sir PETER WARREN.

The TEST, in the Year 1754.

An Answer to the TEST.

Some STANZAS from a famous Club.

OVID's Description of NIOBE, when she heard of the Death of her Children, and ran to find their dead Bodies.

PROLOGUE, first Night, Spoken by a Young Gentleman in the Character of Cato.

PROLOGUE, second Night, Spoken by Marcia.

The Rural LASS.

The CONTENTION.

The FARMER and the HARE.

QUESTION, on the Art of Writing.

Occasioned by reading of the Death of Sir CHARLES AMIAND PAWLET, the Day his Ticket, No. 40,718, was drawn the Ten Thousand Pound Prize.

To the Memory of W. D. Esq

REFLECTIONS on the Uncertainty of all Sublunary Enjoyments.

EPITAPH on a very Worthy DIVINE.

JUDITH's speech to the Elders of ISRAEL, Paraphrased.

Rural HAPPINESS.

A Description of a Cottage, rebuilt and fitted up in a Rustic Taste, by a Noble Lord.

An Encomium on the Game of BRAG.

KITTY and her Mamma; or, the New Style.

The British pickled Herring and Anchovy.

A Paraphrase on the 104th PSALM, in Imitation of MILTON's Style.

On the Death of the Right Hon. Thomas Marlay, Esq

To THOMAS SHERIDAN, Esq; on his performing the Part of ARCHER.

A POEM on the Art of PRINTING.

To a young Gentleman on the Death of his FATHER.

To HIBERNIA, represented leaning on her HARP.

PROLOGUE, spoken by Mrs. WOFFINGTON, in the Character of the Tragic Muse.

A FRAGMENT, from a polite Poetical Assembly.

On the Death of a Promising Young Gentleman.

An ODE presented to a NOBLEMAN on his Birth-Day.

On Reading an Article in a News-Paper.

On Rear-Admiral WARREN being presented with the Freedom of the City of DUBLIN.

A Call to the JEWS.

EPITAPH on a CLERGYMAN.

To Mr. MASON, on his ELFRIDA.

The following EPIGRAM on the two Betas (or B and B) written Extempore.

On General BLAKENEY's Defence of Fort St. PHILIP.

LOVE and PRUDENCE.

To the Memory of Mrs. SUSANNA MASON, Daughter of Sir JOHN MASON, Knight, after a Life of exemplary Piety.

On Mr. PELHAM's Death.

An EPIGRAM, as old as the Reign of Henry IV.

On Captain JAMES CORNWALL, by the Right Hon. Sir George Lyttleton, Bart.

The REVENGE, an EPIGRAM.

By the Reverend Mr. PULLEIN.

The BATCHELOR's Choice.

The British TULLY.

On CHLOE's Tooth-Ach.

PROLOGUE to the Tragedy of CATO.

Wrote by a GENTLEMAN, extempore, on hearing a celebrated Beauty blamed by some of her own Sex for her Sprightliness.

Inscription on the Monument of Thomas Tickel, Esq

To the Marquis of HARTINGTON.

On the Death of a Young GENTLEMAN.

On Mr. WOODWARD's Performance.

On Miss FANNY CARELESS.

On HANS BALLIE,

On Lady JUVERNA's last Marriage.

To the inimitable Mrs. WOFFINGTON, on seeing her in several Characters.

Addressed to Mrs. WOFFINGTON.

To the Memory of THOMAS PRIOR, Esq

To Mr. SOWDEN, on the close of the Year.

A PROLOGUE to JONES's ESSEX.

On ALEXANDER's FEAST being performed for a distressed Family.

On the MARRIAGE of a handsome Couple.

Rural LIFE, in an high Class.

Upon the Arrival in Dublin of the Marquis of HARTINGTON, when Lord Lieutenant of Ireland.

On seeing Mr. BARRY perform the Parts of Othello, Romeo, Jaffier, and Castalio.

ADVICE to the LADIES,

A CAUTION to the LADIES.

An IDEA of GOD and his POWER.

A DESCRIPTION of a Manner of LIFE.

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A Morning REFLECTION.

All hail, Omnipotence! whose out-stretch'd arm,
Whose mighty fiat bid existence rise;
Aw'd by the sound, elastic nature sprung,
From dross refin'd, confess'd to open day:
Chaos no more broods o'er Confusion's mass,
But ope's the long-clos'd portals of her dome,
Whence issues symmetry in fair proportion.
No longer silent horrid Darkness reigns,
But glorious rising from the cheary gloom,
Th' enlivening sun burst forth with blaze of light,
And wide disclos'd the wonders of the whole.
Thus have the vaulted heavens, th' etherial orb,
The trackless ocean, and the solid earth,
Fulfill'd the ends great Nature had design'd.
But man, rebellious man, insidious, false,
Rash and imperious, turbulent and proud,
Prone to all evil, retrograde to good,
Still acts subversive of the general plan.

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Whence this delusion? Where's the great reward,
To pay the sacrifice of every virtue?
What can compensate for the dreadful risque,
Of bliss immortal in the great hereafter?
What are the boasted pleasures of this world,
The fond pursuits and objects of our wish?
But empty bubbles dying with a breath,
And fleeting shadows that delude fruition;
The span of life scarce answers to our souls.

God of all mercies! source of every joy,
Parent of peace, of harmony, and love,
Pour out thy spirit on this wretched land;
Nor let Detraction, with invenom'd tooth,
Poison the fame of characters rever'd.
Let dark Suspicion, with her jaundic'd eye,
Let haggard Envy, and opprobrious Hate,
Let clamorous Faction, and malignant Spleen,
Relinquish wrongs they meditate in vain:
Let discord cease, and close unite our hearts,
In amity's soft, pleasing, gentle bands.