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A postscript to the new Bath guide

A Poem by Anthony Pasquin [i.e. John Williams]
Pasquin, Anthony (1761-1818)

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POSTSCRIPT TO THE NEW BATH GUIDE.
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LETTER I. Horace Peery, Esq; to Bob Classic, at Oxford.
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LETTER II. Horace Peery, Esq; to Bob Classic, at Oxford.
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LETTER III. Horace Peery, Esq; to Bob Classic, at Oxford.
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LETTER IV. Major General Firebrand, to Colonel Carbuncle, at the Horse-Guards.
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LETTER V. Horace Peery, Esq; to Bob Classic, at Oxford.
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LETTER VI. The Countess of Cockles, (a dramatic Author) to the Honourable Miss Fanny Fitzkickerly, in Portman-Square.
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LETTER VII. Horace Peery, Esq; to Bob Classic, at Oxford.
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LETTER VIII. Margery Cockney, to Agnes Blowzy, at Weymouth in Dorsetshire.
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LETTER IX. Horace Peery, Esq; to Bob Classic, at Oxford.
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LETTER X. Phalim O'Shaughnessy, valet to Viscount Bandash, to his kinsman Bryan O'Geohegan, at Castle-Blunderbuss, near Cunnemara, County of Galway, Connaught, Ireland.
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LETTER XI. Correggio Candid, to the celebrated Mr. Daniel, of Bath.
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LETTER XII. Horace Peery, Esq; to Bob Classic, at Oxford.
  
The BEAUTIES of BATH.
  
A CELESTIAL BILL OF FARE. MISS W*******N.
  
MISS C*****E.
  
MISS B***Y.
  
THE MISS J***S's.
  
THE MISS M***KS.
  
THE MISS W******KS.
  
ELIZA.
  
MISS FULLER.
  
VERSES TO THE WITTY AND BEAUTIFUL MISS ANNE FULLER.
  
POSTSCRIPT.
  
ELEGIACK VERSES ON THE DEATH OF THE LATE MARCHIONESS OF LANSDOWN.
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LETTER XIII. Alice Blowzy, to Margery Cockney, at Bath.
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LETTER XIV. Horace Peery, Esq; to Bob Classic, at Oxford.

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MISS B***Y.

AUGUST, yet meek; superior, but not vain;
Extatic B***y joins the envied train.
To live beneath the radiance of her eye,
The haughty supplicate—the gallant sigh;
The milder Graces prompt her blameless deed,
She claims our honour, and receives the meed.
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As o'er the haunts of Innocency spread
The dulcet woodbine to illume her shed;
Thus steals the smile upon her coral lip,
Where Nation's Lords might honey'd essence sip;
Giving what Agony denies to Sin,
External sweetness to the good within:
Deep in the bright recesses of her breast,
The fear of God rules Fashion's gay behest;
For her the ministry of Peace prevail,
And smooth the points of the Æolian gale:
For her the Seasons in obedience rise,
For her the Thunders sleep amid the skies.
Like Britain's Charlotte, who sublimes command,
And breathes 'twixt Vengeance and a guilty land.
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