{"1": {"fulltext": "i^ J^sXSKHulk\\nMMMW\\nri BM3u?i\\nLIBRARY OF CONGRESS\\nDDDD^aTSTHb", "height": "4524", "width": "2766", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "Qass.\\nBook\\nIZ? Q\\nM P^. 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STEINER.\\nInHimora^ 1900.\\nr*\\n1 r i I", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "EAELY MARYLAND POETRY.\\nTHE WORKS OF EBENEZER COOK, GENT: LAUREAT\\nOF MARYLAND, WITH AN APPENDIX CON-\\nTAINING THE MOUSETRAP, EDITED\\nBY BERNARD C. STEINER.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "MARYLAND HISTORICAL SOCIETY\\nffxxni) publication, IRo. 36.\\nEARLY MARYLAND POETRY\\nTHE WORKS OF EBENEZER COOK, GENT: LAUREAT\\nOF MARYLAND, WITH AN APPENDIX CON-\\nTAINING THE MOUSETRAP, EDITED\\nBY BERNARD C. STEINER.\\nlaHnttnrs, 1900.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "-fS^\\n5-2\\nr\\\\^^l\\nPRINTED FOR\\nTHE MARYLAND HISTORICAL SOCIETY\\nFROM THE INCOME OF\\nTHE PEABODY PUBLICATIOIS^ FUJSTD.\\nCommittee on Publication\\nCLAYTON C. HALL,\\nHENRY STOCKBRIDGE,\\nBERNARD C. STETNER.\\nNeither the Committee on Publication nor the Society assume any\\nresponsibility for the statements or opinions expressed by the authors of\\nthe Publications issued under their supervision.\\nPrinted by Joh_n Murphy Company.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "CONtENTS.\\nPage.\\nI. Introduction 7\\nII. The Sot-Weed Factor 11\\nNotes 32\\nIII. Sot-Weed Factor Eedivivtjs 33\\nNotes 51\\nIV. Elegy upon Nicholas Lowe, Esq 53\\nNotes 55\\nV. The Mousetrap 57\\nNotes 101", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "I. INTRODUCTION.\\nIn 1708, Ebenezer Cook, Gent., of whom we know nothing\\ncertainly save what can be gathered from his works, published in\\nLondon a short satirical poem called the Sot- Weed Factor. It\\nmay be useful to explain this title. In the Provincial days of\\nMaryland, a factor was an agent of an English merchant, and\\nsot-weed, i. e., the weed which makes men besotted, was a slang\\nname for tobacco, the staple of the Province. The poem con-\\ntained twenty-one pages and purported to be a narrative of the\\nexperiences of the author in Maryland, whither he had come\\nfrom England to open store. Disgusted with the Province, he\\nreturned to England and drew a most unflattering picture of the\\nnew country, being a predecessor of Mrs. Trollope, Dickens, and\\nthe long line of Englishmen who brought back unfavorable im-\\npressions of America. Moses Coit Tyler in his fascinating Sis-\\ntory of American Literature (Vol. II, p. 255) characterizes the\\nwork as an obvious extravaganza, in which a vein of genuine\\nand powerful satire is struck. In this verdict, every reader\\nmust join, though his further statement that the autobiographic\\nnarrative is probably only a part of its robust and jocular\\nmirth, will be questioned by many of us, who feel that there is\\nconvincing evidence in the story of the reality of some of the\\nadventures described.\\nThe work was reprinted in 1865 under the editorship of Col.\\nBrantz Mayer, as number two of Shea s Reprints of Southern\\nTracts. Ten copies were issued on large, and one hundred and\\ntwenty-five od small paper. Mr. Mayer states that the poem had\\nbeen reprinted, with a poem on Bacon s Rebellion, by Mr. Green,\\nat Annapolis, in 1731. I have never seen the reprint but imagine\\nthat either the date, or the name of the printer, must have been\\nincorrectly copied by Mr. Mayer, as Jonas Green did not come\\nto Annapolis until 1740, and William Parks is the only printer\\n7", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "8\\ncommonly supposed to have been there in 1731. Mr. IMayer says\\nthat this eighteenth century reprinter cautiously reminds the\\nreader that the description was written twenty years ago and\\ndid not agree with the condition of Annapolis, at the time of\\nthe reprint. The present is probably the fourth edition of the\\nSot- Weed Factor.\\nTwenty- two years later, in 1730, William Parks, at Annapolis?\\nprinted for the author, E. C Gent, a poem of twenty-eight\\npages. The poem was entitled Sot- Weed Redivivus, and the\\nname of the poem, as well as the initials of the author, would\\nmake clear to us, what is made clearer by the poem, that it is\\neither the work of our Ebenezer Cook, or of a clever imitator.\\nProf. Tyler considers that this poem lacks the wit of the earlier\\none (II, p. 260). We allow each reader to decide this point for\\nhimself It will be noted that, instead of devoting all his attention\\nto social life, the Sot-weed Factor discusses political affairs in the\\nsecond poem. As far as I know, Sot-Weed Kedivivus had never\\nbeen reprinted, and is now reproduced from the copy in the John\\nCarter Brown Library, to whose owner, Mr. John Nicholas Brown,\\nand librarian, Mr. George P. Winship, our thanks are due for\\ncourtesies shown us.\\nIt is possible that Ebenezer Cooke, an inhabitant of St. Mary s\\nCity in 1693, was the poet (Aid. Arch., Vol. 19, p. 75).\\nIn the Maryland Gazette for December 17 to 24, 1728, pub-\\nlished by William Parks, at Annapolis, is contained an Elegy on\\nthe Hon. Nicholas Lowe. This poem occupies an entire column\\nof the paper and is signed by the well-known initials, E. C. This\\nfact and the character of the poem readily induce us to attribute\\nit to Ebenezer Cook, and it is reprinted here as the third of his\\nworks. To the initials in this case, however, is appended the\\nmysterious word Laureat. Of what was Cook the laureate\\nCan it be that Charles, fifth Lord Baltimore and fourth Lord\\nProprietary of the Province of Maryland, had appointed Cook\\nhis laureate, in imitation of the practice of the English royal\\ncourt? Did he choose an official to prepare poems for solemn\\noccasions of the State, as he did a chaplain No answer to these\\nqueries has been found but, as Col. Lowe was a member of His\\nLordship s Council, there is some plausibility in the claim that\\nhere was an official laureate in Maryland. This elegy had never", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "9\\nbeen reprinted, and my attention was called to it by that inde-\\nfatigable student of Maryland history, Mr. Basil Sollers.\\nThese constitute the only known works of Cook, but it has\\nseemed worth while to add, as an appendix, a little poem entitled\\nthe Mousetrap, being a translation of a Latin poem called\\nMuscipula. This poem is not of so great interest in itself, but\\nseems worth reprinting, as the first literary production of Mary-\\nland s press, and as containing a long dedication to Benedict\\nLeonard Calvert, then Governor of Maryland. This dedication\\ndeals with the condition of affairs in the Province, and throws\\nsome interesting side lights thereupon. The copy in the posses-\\nsion of the Society lacks a title page, but from Sabin s Bibliotheca\\nAmericana we learn that the original Latin poem was written by\\nHolds worth, and that the translation was made by B. Lewis. As\\nto who Lewis was, we know nothing, but his notes show him to\\nhave been a man of education and culture. Sabin speaks of the\\npoem as of great rarity. He adds, It has a Latin as well as\\nan English title. The three lines in Greek letters in the Latin\\ntitle are supplied with a pen, the printer probably not having\\nany Greek type. The same is true of the Greek word in page\\n43 of the notes.\\nHere, then, is the beginning of literary life in the Province of\\nMaryland. The reed on which the poets played may have been a\\nslender one, but it was the first one heard among the plantations\\nand the forests which bordered the shores of the Chesapeake Bay.\\nIt is believed that these poems throw important light on the social\\nlife of the Province in the early years of the eighteenth century.\\nMessrs. William Hand Browne, Kirby F. Smith and Christopher\\nJohnston have kindly assisted in the preparation of this pub-\\nlication.\\nThe editor s notes are marked in the text by numerals enclosed\\nin brackets.\\nThe pagination, capitalization and spelling of the original text\\nis carefully preserved. In Sot- Weed Redivivus and the Dedi-\\ncation and poetical text of Muscipula, the side paging is that\\nof the original edition. The reprint of the Sot-Weed Factor\\nin 1865 was inexact in many particulars. This reprint carefully\\nfollows the John Carter Brown copy. The signature letters and\\ncatchwords at the foot of the pages and the symbol VV for W\\nhave not been reproduced.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "\u00e2\u0096\u00a0i ii.t\\nmmm^mo\\nOr, a T\\niVt .A\\nt,\\nl%i\\nA\\\\\\nili;^ Law..-.\\nGoiillitiitir\\nBuilding:\\nind Drill\\nthat Part\\nf the Cot\\n^s, Frol*\\nn-\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0fltej Liun\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0Jita/its of\\n^n Bnriefqiie Vetfl^\\n^3^ ^H, Gent.\\nL O ND O /V.\\n^ntcd and Sold by /j. at ,1.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "1\\nTHE\\nOr, a Voyage to\\nMaryland, c.\\nCONDEMNED by Fate to way-ward Curse,\\nOf Friends unkind, and empty Purse\\nPlagues worse than filPd Pandora^ s Box,\\nI took my leave of Albion^s Rocks\\nWith heavy Heart, coucern d that I\\nWas forc d my Native Soil to fly,\\nAnd the Old World must bid good-buy.\\nBut Heav n ordainM it should be so.\\nAnd to repine is vain we know\\nFreighted with Fools, from Plymouth sound,\\nTo Mary-Land our Ship was bound.\\nWhere we arrived in dreadful Pain,\\nShocked by the Terrours of the Main\\nFor full three Months, our wavering Boat,\\nDid thro the surley Ocean float,\\nAnd furious Storms and threatening Blasts,\\nBoth tore our Sails and sprung our Masts", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "12\\n2\\nWearied, yet pleas d, we did escape\\nSuch Ills, we anchor d at the Cape\\nBut weighing soon, we ploughed the Bay,\\nTo C) Cove it in Piscato-way\\nIntending there to open Store,\\nI put myself and Goods a-shore\\nWhere soon repairM a numerous Crew,\\nIn Shirts and Drawers of Scotch-cloth Blue.\\nWith neither Stockings, Hat, nor Shooe.\\nThese Sot-weed Planters Crowd the Shoar,\\nIn Hue as tawny as a Moor\\nFigures so strange, no God designM,\\nTo be a part of Humane Kind\\nBut wanton Nature, void of Rest,\\nMoulded the brittle Clay in Jest.\\nAt last a Fancy very odd\\nTook me, this was the Land of Nod\\nPlanted at first, when Vagrant Cain,\\nHis Brother had unjustly slain\\nThen conscious of the Crime he d done,\\nFrom Vengeance dire, he hither run\\nAnd in a Hut supinely dwelt,\\nThe first in Furs and Sot-weed dealt.\\nAnd ever since his Time, the Place,\\nHas harboured a detested Race\\nWho when they cou d not live at Home,\\nFor Refuge to these Worlds did roam\\nIn hopes by Flight they might prevent,\\nThe Devil and his fell intent\\nObtain from Tripple Tree repreive,\\nAnd Heav n and Hell alike deceive\\nBut e re their Manners I display,\\nI think it fit I open lay\\nMy Entertainment by the way\\nThat Strangers well may be aware on.\\nWhat homely Diet they must fare on.\\n(a) By the Cape, is meant the Capes of Virginia, the first Land on the\\nCoast of Virginia and Mary-Land.\\nTo Cove is to lie at Anchor safe in Harbour.\\n(c) The Bay of Piscato-way, the usual place where our Ships come to an\\nAnchor in Mary-Land.\\nThe Planters generally wear Blue Linnen.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "13\\n3\\nTo touch that Shoar, where no good Sense is found,\\nBut Conversation s lost, and Manners drowned.\\nI crost unto the other side,\\nA River whose impetuous Tide,\\nThe Savage Borders does divide\\nIn such a shining odd invention,\\nI scarce can give its due Di mention.\\nThe Indians call this watry Waggon\\nCanoOy a Vessel none can brag on\\nCut from a Popular- Tree, or Pine,\\nAnd fashioned like a Trough for Swine\\nIn this most noble Fishing-Boat,\\nI boldly put myself a-float\\nStanding Erect, with Legs stretched wide.\\nWe paddled to the other side\\nWhere being Landed safe by hap,\\nAs Sol fell into Thetis Lap.\\nA ravenous Gang bent on the stroul,\\nOf Wolves for Prey, began to howl\\nThis put me in a pan nick Fright,\\nLeast I should be devoured quite\\nBut as I there a musing stood,\\nAnd quite benighted in a Wood,\\nA Female Voice pierc d thro my Ears,\\nCrying, You Rogue drive home the Steers.\\nI listen d to th attractive sound,\\nAnd straight a Herd of Cattel found\\nDrove by a Youth, and homewards bound\\nCheer d with the sight, I straight thought fit,\\nTo ask where I a Bed might get.\\nThe surley Peasant bid me stay.\\nAnd ask d from whom IMe run away.\\nSurprized at such a saucy Word,\\nI instantly lugg d out my Sword\\nSwearing I was no Fugitive,\\nBut from Great-Britain did arrive,\\nIn hopes I better there might Thrive,\\nTo whichhe mildly made reply,\\nbeg your Pardon, Sir, that I\\nA Canoo is an Indian Boat, cut out of the body of a Popler-Tree.\\nWolves are very numerous in Mary- Land.\\n(K) Tis supposed by the Planters, that all unknown Persons are run away\\nfrom some Master.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "14\\n4\\nShould talk to you Unmannerly\\nBut if you please to go with me,\\nTo yonder House, you ll welcome be.\\nEncountring soon the smoaky Seat,\\nThe Planter old did thus me greet\\nWhether you come from Goal or Colledge,\\nYou re welcome to my certain Knowledge;\\nAnd if you please all Night to stay,\\nMy Son shall put you in the way.\\nWhich offer I most kindly took,\\nAnd for a Seat did round me look\\nWhen presently amongst the rest,\\nHe plac d his unknown English Guest,\\nWho found them drinking for a whet,\\nA Cask of Syder on the Fret,\\nTill Supper came upon the Table,\\nOn which I fed whilst I was able.\\nSo after hearty Entertainment,\\nOf Drink and Victuals without Payment\\nFor Planters Tables, you must know,\\nAre free for all that come and go.\\nWhile C) Pon and Milk, with Mush well stoar d,\\nIn wooden Dishes grac d the Board\\nWith Q Homine and Syder-pap,\\n(Which scarce a hungry Dog wou d lap)\\nWell stuft d with Fat, from Bacon fryM,\\nOr with Molossus dulcify d.\\nThen out our Landlord pulls a Pouch,\\nAs greasy as the Leather Couch\\nOn which he sat, and straight begun.\\nTo load with Weed his Indian Gun\\nIn length, scarce longer than ones Finger,\\nOr that for which the Ladies linger.\\nHis Pipe smoak d out with aweful Grace,\\nWith aspect grave and solemn pace\\nThe reverend Sire walks to a Chest,\\nOf all his Furniture the best,\\nClosely confined within a Boom,\\nWhich seldom felt the weight of Broom\\nSyder-pap is a sort of Food made of Syder and small Homine, like\\nour Oatmeal.\\n(i) Pon is Bread made of Indian-Corn.\\nMush is a sort of Hasty -pudding made with Water and Indian Flower.\\n(1) Homine is a Dish that is made of boiled Indian Wheat, eaten with\\nMolossus, or Bacon-Fat.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "15\\n5\\nFrom thence he lugs a Cag of Eum,\\nAnd nodding to me, thus begun\\nI find, says he, you don t much care,\\nFor this our Indian Country Fare\\nBut let me tell you, Friend of mine,\\nYou may be glad of it in time,\\nTho now your Stomach is so fine\\nAnd if within this Land you stay.\\nYou ll find it true what I do say.\\nThis said, the Rundlet up he threw,\\nAnd bending backwards strongly drew\\nI pluck d as stoutly for my part,\\nAltho it made me sick at Heart,\\nAnd got so soon into my Head\\nI scarce cou d find my way to Bed\\nWhere I was instantly convey d\\nBy one who pass d for Chamber-Maid\\nTho by her loose and sluttish Dress,\\nShe rather seem d a Bedlam-Bess\\nCurious to know from whence she came,\\nI prest her to declare her Xame.\\nShe Blushing, seem d to hide her Eyes,\\nAnd thus in Civil Terms replies\\nIn better Times, e er to this Land,\\nI was unhappily Trapann d\\nPerchance as well I did appear.\\nAs any Lord or Lady here,\\nNot then a Slave for twice two Year.\\nMy Cloaths were fashionably new,\\nNor were my Shifts of Linnen Blue;\\nBut things are changed now at the Hoe,\\nI daily work, and Bare-foot go.\\nIn weeding Corn or feeding Swine,\\nI spend my melancholy Time.\\nKidnap d and Fool d, 1 hither fled.\\nTo shun a hated Nuptial Bed,\\nTis tlie Custom for Servants to be obliged for four Years to very\\nservile Work after ^hich time thev have their Freedom.\\nThese are the general Excuses made by English Women, which are\\nsold, or sell themselves to Mary-Land.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "16\\nC 6\\nAnd to my cost already find,\\nWorse Plagues than those I left behind.\\nWhatever the Wanderer did profess,\\nGood-faith I couM not choose but guess\\nThe Cause which brought her to this place,\\nWas supping e er the Priest said Grace.\\nQuick as my Thoughts, the Slave was fled,\\n(Her Candle left to shew my Bed)\\nWhich made of Feathers soft and good,\\nClose in the Chimney-corner stood\\nI threw me down expecting Rest,\\nTo be in golden Slumbers blest\\nBut soon a noise disturbed my quiet.\\nAnd plagued me with nocturnal Riot\\nA Puss which in the ashes lay.\\nWith grunting Pig began a Fray\\nAnd prudent Dog, that Feuds might cease,\\nMost strongly bark d to keep the Peace.\\nThis Quarrel scarcely was decided.\\nBy stick that ready lay provided\\nBut Reynard arch and cunning Loon,\\nBroke into my Appartment soon\\nIn hot pursuit of Ducks and Geese,\\nWith fell intent the same to seize\\nTheir Cackling Plaints with strange surprize,\\nChac d Sleeps thick Vapours from my Eyes\\nRaging I jumped upon the Floar,\\nAnd like a Drunken Saylor Swore\\nWith Sword I fiercly laid about,\\nAnd soon dispersed the Feather d Rout\\nThe Poultfy out of Window flew.\\nAnd Reynard cautiously withdrew\\nThe Dogs who this Encounter heard,\\nFiercly themselves to aid me reared.\\nAnd to the Place of Combat run.\\nExactly as the Field was won.\\nBeds stand in the Chimney-corner in this Country.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "17\\n7\\nFretting and hot as roasting Capon,\\nAnd greasy as a Flitch of Bacon\\nI to the Orchard did repair,\\nTo Breathe the cool and open Air\\nExpecting there the rising Day,\\nExtended on a Bank I lay\\nBut Fortune here, that saucy Whore,\\nDisturbed me worse and plagued me more,\\nThan she had done the night before.\\nHoarse croaking Frogs did ^bout me ring,\\nSuch Peals the Dead to Life wou^d bring,\\nA Noise might move their Wooden King.\\nI stuffed my Ears with Gotten white\\nFor fear of beiug deaf out-right.\\nAnd curst the melancholy Night\\nBut soon my Vows I did recant.\\nAnd Hearing as a Blessing grant\\nWhen a confounded Rattle-Suake,\\nWith hissing made my Heart to ake\\nNot knowing how to fly the Foe,\\nOr whether in the Dark to go\\nBy strauge good Luck, I took a Tree,\\nPrepared by Fate to set me free\\nWhere riding on a Limb a-stride.\\nNight and the Branches did me hide.\\nAnd I the Devil and Snake defy d.\\nNot yet from Plagues exempted quite.\\nThe curst Muskitoes did me bite\\nTill rising Morn and blushing Day,\\nDrove both my Fears and Ills away\\nAnd from Night s Errors set me free.\\nDischarged from hospitable Tree\\nI did to Planters Booth repair,\\nAnd there at Breakfast nobly Fare,\\nOn rashier broiPd of infant Bear\\nI thought the Cub delicious Meat,\\nWhich ne er did ought but Chesnuts eat\\nFrogs are called Virginea Bells, and make, (both in that Country and\\nMary-Land) during the Night, a very hoarse ungrateful Noise.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "18\\n8\\nNor was young Orsin s flesh the worse,\\nBecause he sucked a Pagan Nurse.\\nOur Breakfast done, my Landlord stout,\\nHanded a Glass of Rum about\\nPleas d with the Treatment I did find,\\nI took my leave of Oast so kind\\nWho to oblige me, did provide.\\nHis eldest Son to be my Guide,\\nAnd lent me Horses of his own,\\nA skittish Colt, and aged Rhoan,\\nThe four-leg d prop of his Wife Joan.\\nSteering our Barks in Trot or Pace,\\nWe saiFd directly for a place\\nIn Mary-Land of high renown,\\nKnown by the Name of Battle- Town P^^\\nTo view the Crowds did there resort.\\nWhich Justice made, and I^aw their sport,\\nIn that sagacious County Court\\nScarce had we enter d on the way.\\nWhich thro thick Woods and Marshes lay\\nBut Indians strange did soon appear,\\nIn hot persuit of wounded Deer;\\nNo mortal Creature can express.\\nHis wild fantastick Air and Dress\\nHis painted Skin in colours dyM,\\nHis sable Hair in Satchel ty d,^^^^\\nShewed Savages not free from Pride\\nHis tawny Thighs, and Bosom bare.\\nDisdained a useless Coat to wear,\\nScorn d Summer s Heat, and Winters Air\\nHis manly Shoulders such as please.\\nWidows and Wives, were bath d in Grease\\nOf Cub and Bear, whose supple Oil\\nPrepared his Limbs gainst Heat or Toil.\\nThus naked Pict in Battel fought,\\nOr undisguis d his Mistress sought\\nAnd knowing well his Ware was good,\\nRefus d to screen it with a Hood", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "19\\n9\\nHis Visage dun, and chin that ne er\\nDid Raizor feel or Scissers here,\\nOr knew the Ornament of Hair,\\nLookM sternly Grim, surpriz d with Fear,\\nI spurM my Horse, as he drew near\\nBut Rhoan who better knew than I,\\nThe little Cause I had to fly;\\nSeem d by his solemn steps and pace,\\nResolved I should the Specter face,\\nNor faster movM, tho spur d and lickM,\\nThan Balaam s Ass by Prophet kicked.\\nKekichnitop the Heathen cry d\\nHow is it Tom. my Friend reply d\\nJudging from thence the Brute was civel,\\nI boldly fac d the Courteous Devil\\nAnd lugging out a Dram of Rum,\\nI gave his Tawny worship some\\nWho in his language as I guess,\\n(My Guide informing me no less,)\\nImplored the Devil, me to bless.\\nI thankM him for his good Intent,\\nAnd forwards on my Journey went.\\nDiscoursing as along I rode,\\nWhether this Race was framed by God\\nOr whether some Malignant pow r,\\nContrived them in an evil hour\\nAnd from his own Infernal Look,\\nTheir Dusky form and Image took\\n(a) Kekicknitop is an Indian Expression, and signifies no more than this,\\nSow do you do\\nThese Indians worship the Devil, and pray to him as we do to\\nGod Almighty. Tis suppos d, That America was peopl d from Scythia\\nor Tartaria, which Borders on China, by reason the Tartarians and\\nAmericans very much agree in their Manners, Arms and Government.\\nOther Persons are of Opinion, that the Chinese first peopled the West\\nIndies; imagining China and the Southern part of America to be con-\\ntiguous. Others believe that the Phoenicians who were very skilful Mari-\\nners, first planted a Colony in the Isles of America, and supply d the\\nPersons left to inhabit there with Women and all other Necessaries till\\neither the Death or Shipwreck of the first Discoverers, or some other Mis-\\nfortune occasioned the loss of the Discovery, which had been purchased\\nby the Peril of the first Adventurers.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "20\\n10\\nFrom hence we fell to Argument\\nWhence Peopled was this Continent.\\nMy Friend suppos d Tartarians wild,\\nOr Chinese from their Home exiled\\nWandering thro Mountains hid with Snow,\\nAnd Rills did in the Vallies flow,\\nFar to the South of Mexico\\nBroke thro the Barrs which Nature cast.\\nAnd wide unbeaten Regions past,\\nTill near those Streams the humane deludge rolPd,\\nWhich sparkling shin d with glittering Sands of Gold,\\nAnd fetch Pizarro from the Iberian Shoar,\\nTo Rob the Natives of their fatal Stoar.\\nI SmiPd to hear my young Logician,\\nThus Reason like a Politician\\nWho ne re by Fathers Pains and Earning\\nHad got at Mother Cambridge Learning;\\nWhere Lubber youth just free from birch\\nMost stoutly drink to prop the Church\\nNor with Q Grey Groat had taken Pains\\nTo purge his Head and Cleanse his Reines\\nAnd in obedience to the Colledge,\\nHad pleas d himself with carnal Knowledge\\nAnd tho I likM the youngester s Wit,\\nI judg d the Truth he had not hit;\\nAnd could not choose but smile to think\\nWhat they could do for Meat and Drink,\\nWho o er so many Desarts ran,\\nWith Brats and Wives in Caravan;\\nUnless perchance they d got the Trick,\\nTo eat no more than Porker sick\\nOr could with well contented Maws,\\nQuarter like Bears upon their Paws.\\nPizarro was the Person that conquer d Peru; a Man of a most\\nbloody Disposition, base, treacherous, covetous and revengeful.\\n(e) Spanish Shoar.\\nThere is a very bad Custom in some Colledges, of giving the Stu-\\ndents A Groat ad purgandas Rhenes, which is usually employ d to the use\\nof the Donor.\\n(s) Bears are said to live by sucking of their Paws, according to the\\nNotion of some Learned Authors.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "21\\nThinking his Reasons to confute,\\nI gravely thus commenced Dispute,\\nAnd urgM that tho a Chinese Host,\\nMight penetrate this Indian Coast;\\nYet this was certainly most true,\\nThey never cou d the Isles subdue\\nFor knowing not to steer a Boat,\\nThey could not on the Ocean float.\\nOr plant their Sunburnt Colonies,\\nIn Regions parted by the Seas\\nI thence inferred Phoenicians old,\\nDiscovert first with Vessels bold\\nThese Western Shoars, and planted here.\\nReturning once or twice a Year,\\nWith Naval Stoars and Lasses kind.\\nTo comfort those were left behind\\nTill by the Winds and Tempest toar,\\nFrom their intended Golden Shoar\\nThey suffered Ship-wreck, or were drown d.\\nAnd lost the World so newly found.\\nBut after long and learn d Contention,\\nWe could not finish our dissention\\nAnd when that both had talked their fill.\\nWe had the self same Notion still.\\nThus Parson grave well read and Sage,\\nDoes in dispute with Priest engage\\nThe one protests they are not Wise,\\nWho judge by Sense and trust their Eyes;\\nAnd vows he d burn for it at Stake,\\nThat Man may God his Maker make\\nThe other smiles at his Religion,\\nAnd vows he s but a learned Widgeon\\nThe Phoenicians were the best and boldest Saylors of Antiquity, and\\nindeed the only Persons, in former Ages, who durst venture themselves\\non the Main Sea.\\nThe Priests argue, That our Senses in the point of Transubstantiation\\nought not to be believed, for tho the Consecrated Bread has all the acci-\\ndents of Bread, yet they affirm, tis the Body of Christ, and not Bread but\\nFlesh and Bones.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "22\\n12\\nAnd when they have empty M all their stoar\\nFrom Books and Fathers, are not more\\nConvinc d or wiser than before.\\nScarce had we finish d serious Story,\\nBut I espy d the Town before me.\\nAnd roaring Planters on the ground,\\nDrinking of Healths in Circle round\\nDismounting Steed with friendly Guide,\\nOur Horses to a Tree we ty d.\\nAnd forwards passed amongst the Rout,\\nTo chuse convenient Quarters out\\nBut being none were to be found,\\nWe sat like others on the ground\\nCarousing Punch in open Air\\nTill Cryer did the Court declare\\nThe planting Pabble being met,\\nTheir Drunken Worships likewise set\\nCryer proclaims that Noise shou d cease.\\nAnd streight the 1 iawyers broke the Peace\\nWrangling for Plaintiff and Defendant,\\nI thought they ne er would make an end on t\\nWith nonsense, stuff and false quotations.\\nWith brazen Lyes and Allegations\\nAnd in the splitting of the Cause,\\nThey us d such Motions with their Paws,\\nAs shew d their Zeal was strongly bent.\\nIn Blows to end the Argument.\\nA reverend Judge, who to the shame\\nOf all the Bench, cou d write his Name;\\nAt Petty-fogger took offence.\\nAnd wonder d at his Impudence.\\nMy Neighbour Dash with scorn replies,\\nAnd in the Face of Justice flies\\nThe Bench in fury streight divide.\\nAnd Scribbles take, or Judges side\\nIn the County-Court of Mary land, very few of the Justices of the\\nPeace can write or read.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "23\\n13\\nThe Jury, Lawyers, and their Clyents,\\nContending, fight like earth-born Gyants\\nBut Sheriff wily lay perdue,\\nHoping Indictments wou d ensue.\\nAnd when-\\nA Hat or Wig fell in the way.\\nHe seized them for the Queen as stray\\nThe Court adjourned in usual manner.\\nIn Battle Blood, and fractious Clamour\\nI thought it proper to provide,\\nA Lodging for myself and Guide,\\nSo to our Inn we marched away,\\nWhich at a little distance lay\\nWhere all things were in such Confusion,\\nI thought the World at its conclusion\\nA Herd of Planters on the ground,\\nO er-whelmM with Punch, dead drunk we found\\nOthers were fighting and contending.\\nSome burnt their Cloaths to save the mending.\\nA few whose Heads by frequent use.\\nCould better bare the potent Juice,\\nGravely debated State Affairs.\\nWhilst I most nimbly trip d up Stairs\\nLeaving my Friend discoursing oddly,\\nAnd mixing things Prophane and Godly:\\nJust then beginning to be Drunk,\\nAs from the Company I slunk,\\nTo every Room and Nook I crept.\\nIn hopes I might have somewhere slept\\nBut all the bedding was possest\\nBy one or other drunken Guest\\nBut after looking long about,\\nI found an antient Corn-loft out,\\nGlad that I might in quiet sleep,\\nAnd there my bones unfractur d keep.\\nI lay d me down secure from Fray,\\nAnd soundly snoarM till break of Day;\\nWhen waking fresh I sat upright,\\nAnd found my Shoes were vanished quite\\nHat, Wig, and Stockings, all were fled\\nFrom this extended Indian Bed", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "M\\n14\\nVext at the Loss of Goods and Chattel,\\nI swore I d give the Rascal battel,\\nWho had abus d me in this sort,\\nAnd Merchant Stranger made his Sport.\\nI furiously descended Ladder\\nNo Hare in March was ever madder\\nIn vain I searched for my Apparel,\\nAnd did with Oast and Servants Quarrel\\nFor one whose Mind did much aspire\\nTo Mischief, threw them in the Fire\\nEquipt with neither Hat nor Shooe,\\nI did my coming hither rue,\\nAnd doubtful thought what I should do\\nThen looking round, I saw my Friend\\nLie naked on a Tables end;\\nA Sight so dismal to behold.\\nOne wou d have judged him dead and cold\\nWhen wringing of his bloody Nose,\\nBy fighting got we may suppose\\nI found him not so fast asleep.\\nMight give his Friends a cause to weep:\\nRise Oronooko, rise, said I,\\nAnd from this Hell and Bedlam fly.\\nMy Guide starts up, and in amaze,\\nWith blood-shot Eyes did round him gaze\\nAt length with many a sigh and groan.\\nHe went in search of aged Rhoan\\nBut Rhoan, tho seldom usM to faulter,\\nHad fairly this time slipt his Halter\\nAnd not content all Night to stay\\nTy d up from Fodder, ran away\\nAfter my Guide to ketch him ran.\\nAnd so I lost both Horse and Man\\nWhich Disappointment, tho so great,\\nDid only Mirth and Jests create\\nTill one more Civil than the rest,\\nIn Conversation for the best,\\nObserving that for want of Rhoan,\\nTis the Custom of the Planters, to throw their own, or any other\\nPersons Hat, Wig, Shooes or Stockings in the Fire.\\nPlanters are usually call d by the Name of Oronooko, from their\\nPlanting Oronooko-Tobaeco.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "25\\n15\\nI should be left to walk alone\\nMost readily did me intreat,\\nTo take a Bottle at his Seat\\nA Fav our at that time so great,\\nI blest my kind propitious Fate\\nAnd finding soon a fresh supply,\\nOf Cloaths from Stoar-house kept hard by,\\nI mounted streight on such a Steed,\\nDid rather curb, than whipping need\\nAnd straining at the usual rate,\\nWith spur of Pauch which lay in Pate,\\nE er long we lighted at the Gate\\nWhere in an antient Cedar House,\\nDwelt my new Friend, a Cokerouse\\nWhose Fabrick, tho twas built of Wood,\\nHad many Springs and Winters stood;\\nWhen sturdy Oaks, and lofty Pines\\nWere level d with Musmelion Vines,\\nAnd Plants eradicated were,\\nBv Hurricanes into the air\\nThere with good Punch and apple Juice,\\nWe spent our Hours without abuse:\\nTill Midnight in her sable Vest,\\nPersuaded Gods and Men to rest\\nAnd with a pleasing kind surprize,\\nIndulg d soft Slumbers to my Eyes.\\nFierce ^thon courser of the Sun,\\nHad half his Pace exactly run\\nAnd breath d on me a fiery Pay,\\nDarting hot Beams the following Day,\\nWhen snug in Blanket white I lay\\nBut Heat and Chinees rais d the Sinner,\\nMost opportunely to his Dinner\\nWild Fowl and Fish delicious Meats,\\nAs good as Neptune^ s Doxy^^ eats,\\nBegan our Hospitable Treat;\\nFat Venson follow d in the Pear,\\nAnd Turkies wild Luxurious Chear\\nCockerouse, is a Man of Quality.\\niVJusmilleon Vines are what we call Muskmilleon Plants.\\nJEthon is one of the Poetical Horses of the Sun.\\nChinees are a sort of Vermin like our Bugs in England.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "26\\n16\\nBut what the Feast did most commend,\\nWas hearty welcom from my Friend.\\nThus having made a noble Feast,\\nAnd eat as well as pamper d Priest,\\nMadera strong in flowing Bowls,\\nFilPd with extream, delight our Souls;\\nTill wearied with a purple Flood,\\nOf generous Wine (the Giant s blood.\\nAs Poets feign) away I made.\\nFor some refreshing verdant Shade\\nWhere musing on my Rambles strange.\\nAnd Fortune which so oft did change\\nIn midst of various Contemplations\\nOf Fancies odd, and Meditations,\\nI slumbered long\\nTill hazy Night with noxious Dews,\\nDid Sleep s unwholsom Fetters lose\\nWith Vapours chiFd, and misty air,\\nTo fire-side I did repair\\nNear which a jolly Female Crew,\\nWere deep engaged at Lanctre-Looe\\nIn Night rails white, with dirty Mein,\\nSuch Sights are scarce in England seen\\nI thought them first some Witches bent.\\nOn Black Designs in dire Convent.\\nTill one who with aflPected air,\\nHad nicely learned to Curse and Swear\\nCry d Dealing s lost is but a Flam,\\nAnd vow d by G d she d keep her PamP-^^\\nWhen dealing through the board had run,\\nThey ask d me kindly to make one\\nNot staying often to be bid,\\nI sat me down as others did\\nWe scarce had play d a Round about.\\nBut that these Indian Froes fell out.\\nD m you, says one, tho now so brave,\\nI knew you late a Four- Years Slave\\nWhat if for Planters Wife you go,\\nNature design d you for the Hoe.\\nWild Turkies are very good Meat, and prodigiously large in Mary-\\nland. (This note refers to the last line on p. 15. Ed.)", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "27\\n17\\nRot you replies the other streight,\\nThe Captain kiss d you for his Freight\\nAnd if the Truth was known aright,\\nAnd how you walk d the Streets by night,\\nYou d blush (if one cou d blush) for shame,\\nWho from Bridewell or Newgate came.\\nFrom Words they fairly fell to Blows,\\nAnd being loath to interpose,\\nOr meddle in the Wars of Punk,\\nAway to Bed in hast I slunk.\\nWaking next day, with aking Head,\\nAnd Thirst, that made me quit my Bed\\nI rigg d myself, and soon got up,\\nTo cool my Liver with a Cup\\nOf Succahana fresh and clear,\\nNot half so good as English Beer\\nWhich ready stood in Kitchin Pail,\\nAnd was in fact but Adam^s Ale\\nFor Planters Cellars you must know,\\nSeldom with good October flow,\\nBut Perry Quince and Apple Juice,\\nSpout from the Tap like any Since\\nUntill the Cask s grown low and stale.\\nThey re forc d again to Goad and Pail\\nThe soathing drought scarce down my Throat,\\nEnough to put a Ship a float,\\nWith Cockerouse as I was sitting,\\nI felt a Feaver Intermitting\\nA fiery Pulse beat in my Veins,\\nFrom Cold I felt resembling Pains\\nThis cursed seasoning I remember.\\nLasted from March to cold December\\nNor would it then its Quarters shift.\\nUntil by Cardus turn d a drift,\\nSuccahana is Water.\\np) A Goad grows upon an Indian Vine, resembling a Bottle, when ripe\\nit is hollow this the Planters make use of to drink water out of.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "28\\n18\\nAnd had my Doctress wanted skill,\\nOr Kitchin Physick at her will,\\nMy Father s Son had lost his Lands,\\nAnd never seen the Goodwin-Sands\\nBut thanks to Fortune and a Nurse\\nWhose Care depended on my Purse,\\nI saw myself in good Condition,\\nWithout the help of a Physitian\\nAt length the shivering ill relieved.\\nWhich long my Head and Heart had grieved\\nI then began to think with Care,\\nHow I might sell my British Ware,\\nThat with my Freight I might comply,\\nDid on my Charter party lie\\nTo this intent, with Guide before,\\nI tript it to the Eastern Shoar\\nWhile riding near a Sandy Bay,\\nI met a Quaker Yea and Nay\\nA Pious Conscientious Rogue,\\nAs e er woar Bonnet or a Brogue,\\nWho neither Swore nor kept his Word,\\nBut cheated in the Fear of God\\nAnd when his Debts he would not pay.\\nBy Light within he ran away.\\nWith this sly Zealot soon I struck\\nA Bargain for my English Truck,\\nAgreeing for ten thousand weight.\\nOf Sot-weed good and fit for freight.\\nBroad Oronooho bright and sound,\\nThe growth and product of his ground\\nIn Cask that should contain compleat.\\nFive hundred of Tobacco neat.\\nThe Contract thus betwixt us made,\\nNot well acquainted with the Trade,\\nMy Goods I trusted to the Cheat,\\nWhose crop was then aboard the Fleet\\nAnd going to receive my own,\\nI found the Bird was newly flown\\nCursing this execrable Slave,\\nThis damn d pretended Godly Knave", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "19\\nOn due Revenge and Justice bent,\\nI instantly to Counsel went,\\nUnto an ambodexter Quack,\\nWho learnedly had got the knack\\nOf giving Glisters, making Pills,\\nOf filling Bonds, and forging Wills;\\nAnd with a stock of Impudence,\\nSupply d his want of Wit and Sense\\nWith Looks demure, amazing People,\\nNo wiser than a Daw in Steeple\\nMy Anger flushing in my Face,\\nI stated the pre [c] ceding Case\\nAnd of my Money was so lavish,\\nThat he d have poyson d half the Parish,\\nAnd hang d his Father on a Tree,\\nFor such another tempting Fee\\nSmiling, said he, the Cause is clear,\\nPll manage him you need not fear\\nThe Case is judged, good Sir, but look\\nIn Galen y No in my Lord Cook,\\nI vow to God I was mistook\\nI ll take out a Provincial Writ,\\nAnd Trounce him for his Knavish Wit\\nUpon my Life we ll win the Cause,\\nWith all the ease I cure the Yaws\\nResolv d to plague the holy Brother,\\nI set one Rogue to catch another\\nTo try the Cause then fully bent.\\nUp to Annapolis I went,\\nA City Situate on a Plain,\\nWhere scarce a House will keep out Rain\\nThe Buildings fram d with Cyprus rare,\\nResembles much our Southwark Fair\\n(c) This Fellow was an Apothecary, and turn d an Attorney at Law.\\n(d) The Yaws is the Pox.\\nThe chief of Mary-land containing about twenty four Houses.\\n29", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "30\\n20\\nBat Stranger here will scarcely meet\\nWith Market-place, Exchange, or Street\\nAnd if the Truth I may report,\\n^Tis not so large as Tottenham Court,\\nSt. Mary s once was in repute,\\nNow here the Judges try the Suit,\\nAnd Lawyers twice a Year dispute.\\nAs oft the Bench most gravely meet,\\nSome to get Drunk, and some to eat\\nA swinging share of Country Treat.\\nBut as for Justice right or wrong,\\nNot one amongst the numerous throng,\\nKnows what they mean, or has the Heart,\\nTo give his Verdict on a Stranger s part\\nNow Court being calPd by beat of Drum,\\nThe Judges left their Punch and Rum,\\nWhen Pettifogger Doctor draws.\\nHis Paper forth, and opens Cause\\nAnd least I shou d the better get,\\nBribed Quack supprest his Knavish Wit.\\nSo Maid upon the downy Field,\\nPretends a Force, and Fights to yield\\nThe Byast Court without delay,\\nAdjudg d my Debt in Country Pay;\\nIn Q Pipe staves. Corn, or Flesh of Boar,\\nRare Cargo for the English Shoar\\nRaging with Grief, full speed I ran,\\nTo joyn the Fleet at Kichetan t^^]\\nEmbarqu d and waiting for a Wind,\\nI left this dreadful Curse behind.\\nMay Canniballs transported o er the Sea\\nPrey on these Slaves, as they have done on me\\nMay never Merchant s, trading Sails explore\\nThis Cruel, this Inhospitable Shoar;\\nThere is a Law in this Country, the Plantiff may pay his Debt in\\nCountry pay, which consists in the produce of his Plantation.\\nThe homeward bound Fleet meets here.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "31\\n21\\nBut left abandoned by the World to starve,\\nMay they sustain the Fate they well deserve\\nMay they turn Savage, or as Indians Wild,\\nFrom Trade, Converse, and Happiness exilM\\nRecreant to Heaven, may they adore the Sun,\\nAnd into Pagan Superstitions run\\nFor Vengence ripe\\nMay Wrath Divine then lay those Regions wast\\nWhere no Man s Faithful, nor a Woman Chast.\\nThe Author does not intend by this, any of the English Gentltmen\\nresident there.\\nFINIS.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "NOTES ON THE SOT-WEED FACTOK.\\n(1). Capes Henry and Charles at the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay.\\n(2). Piscataway Creek empties into the Potomac River in Prince\\nGeorge s County below the District of Columbia.\\n(3). Sot-weed is the weed that inebriates, i, e., tobacco.\\n(4). Tripple tree is the gallows, possibly so called from the three pieces\\nof wood forming it.\\n(5). The Piscataway is doubtless the river referred to.\\n(6). A whet is a dram that whets the appetite, an appetizer.\\n(7). Liquor was said to be upon the /rei when it was in a state of\\neffervescence.\\n(8). The Indian gun was a pipe for smoking tobacco.\\n(9). Trapann d means ensnared or kidnapped.\\n(10). Oast is another form of spelling host.\\n(11). Battle-town was the county seat of Calvert County. It stood on\\nBattle Creek, an affluent of the Patuxent, and was laid out in 1682 (see\\nMd. Arch., Assembly Proceedings). The site, about eight miles south of\\nPrince Frederick, is now covered by cornfields and fields of tobacco.\\n(12). Satchel does this mean his hair was tied in a bag?\\n(13). By Seat, the country residence is referred to.\\n(14). Spur of Punch which lay in Pate, i. e., spurred on by the punch\\nwhich he had drunk and the effects of which were still felt by his brain.\\n(15). A doxy is a sweetheart.\\n(16). Lanctre-Looe, a game of cards, more usually spelled lanterloo, and\\noften known by a shortened form of the word, as loo.\\n(17). Night-rails rail was an old word for dress or garment.\\n(18). A Flam is a delusion, possibly another way of pronouncing flame,\\nand so equivalent to glitter {vide Century Dictionary).\\n(19). Pam, the knave of trumps, usually clubs in the game of loo, and\\nthe highest card in the pack.\\n(20). Froes is another spelling of Vrouw, the Dutch word meaning woman,\\n(21). A Punk is a prostitute.\\n(22). October ale brewed in this month was especially famous.\\n(23). Cardus, the blessed thistle {Carduus benedictus), was held in high\\nesteem as a remedy for disease.\\n(24). Glisters or Clysters are enemas.\\n(25). Kicketan or Kicoughton was the Indian name for Hampton, Va.\\n32", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "E. C.\\nTHE PLANTER S\\nLOOKING-GLASS, IN\\nVEESE.\\nANNAPOLIS.\\n1730.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "V\\nTWH-ED REDIVJFUS\\nOt the Plantek.rs\\nv\u00c2\u00ab^ t. V 7\\ni\\ning^-GIafs.\\nA\\n11^\\nkk\\nBoiiefque Vcrfe,\\nrnlmlated for the Meridian of\\nR r L A N D.\\nBy E. C. Gent.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2fi v/dt P/tis, hi MafttkiV quod in T er\\nJ N N J P O L I S,\\nPiir.icl by Wit LI AM Park, i, for the Author,\\nM.iJCaXXX.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "Ill\\nTHE\\nPREFACE\\nTO THE\\nEBADBR.\\nMAY I be canonized for a Saint, if I know what Apology\\nto make for this dull Piece of Household stuff, any more\\nthan he that first invented the Horn-Booh all that can be\\nsaid in its Defence, is, the Muses hath taken as much Pains\\nin framing their brittle Ware, as Bruin does in licking her\\nCubs into Shape And should that carping Cur, Momus, but\\nbreath on it, (vah! miseris,) we are quite undone; since one\\nBlast from the Critick^s Mouth, wou d raise more Flaws in\\nthis Looking- Glass, than there be Circles in the Sphere; and\\nwhen all is said and done, the Reader will judge just as he\\npleases. Well, if it be the Fate of these Sheets, to supply\\nthe Use of Waste Paper, the Author has done his Part, and\\nis determined to write on, as often as his Inclination or\\nInterest shall prompt him.\\nVale,\\nIV\\nTO THE\\nGenerous SUBSCRIBEES, e.\\nTHE Author finding all Attempts prove vain,\\nThose glittering Smiles from Fortune to obtain:\\nThat purblind Goddess on the Fool bestows\\nHis towering Grandeur to her Bounty owes\\nMather than on base Terms, the Point dispute,\\nTo the Pierian Songsters makes his Suit,\\nIn gingling Rhimes, to guide his gouty Feet,\\nThe ancient Path of Pegasus to beat", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "36\\nVI\\nWhen mounted on old Roan, with Guide before\\nThe Spurious Off-spring of some Tawny-Moor^\\nTo Battle-Town, the Author took his way,\\nThat thro thick Woods and fenny Marshes lay.\\nAnd mangled Oaks, laid blended on the Plains,\\nOut down for Fuel by unthinking Swains.\\nAt Ax and Hoe, like Negroe Asses tug.\\nTo glut the Market with a poisonous Drug\\nDestroy sound Timber, and. lay waste their Lands,\\nTo head a Troop of Aethiopian Hands,\\nWorse Villains are, than Forward^s Newgate Bands,\\nWill by their Heirs be curst for these Mistakes,\\nE^er Saturn thrice his Revolution makes\\nWhose thriftless State, this Looking-Glass is meant\\nBy way of Metaphor, to represent\\nWherein the Planter may his Fate behold.\\nBy sad Experience, has been often told,\\nIt^s Industry, and not a nauseous Weed,\\nMust cloath the Naked, and the Hungry feed.\\nCorrect those Errors length of Time have made,\\nSince the first Scheme of Government was laid\\nIn Maryland, for propagating Trade,\\nWill never flowish, till we learn to sound\\nGreat-Britain^s Channel, and in Cash abound\\nThe only best Expedient that remains,\\nTo make the P7 ofit equal to the Fains,\\nAnd set us on the Par ivith neighbouring Swains.\\nThis thread-bare Theme the Author s Muse here sings.\\nDid, never drink of the Castaliau Springs,\\nOr bathed her Limbs in Heliconian Streams,\\nWhere fiery Phoebus cools his thirsty Beams.\\nSuch lofty Numbers and heroic Strains\\nOf sprightly Wit, as VirgiFs La/ys contains.\\nWhen elevated with Phoebian Fire,\\nOn Tyber s Banks, he struck the loarbling Lyre,\\nAre too sublime for her, that ne!er could fly\\nAbove the Pitch of Grub-street Elegy,\\nOr the flat Sound of Doggerel Poetry\\nSo hopes Subscribers will be pleased to pass\\nA candid Thought on this, his Looking-Glass.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "37\\nVll\\nVlll\\nSuch hind Encouragement to Poesy give,\\nThe Sotweed Factor by his Muse may live\\nThis Province wisheth well, and should be glad,\\nTo see young Girls in Home-spun Vestments clad,\\nPlain as this Dress, wherein his Muse appears\\nAnd tho^ distasteful to their blooming Years,\\nYet the Hibernian Lasses, we are told.\\nSuch modest Garments wore in Days of old.\\nNor was the best bred Nymph allowed to wed,\\nAnd taste the Pleasures of a Nuptial Bed,\\nTill she, before some Magistrate did go,\\nPJquipp d in Home-spun Weeds, from Head to Toe,\\nSwore solemnly on the Evangelist,\\nEach Flaxen Thread, her tender Hands did twist.\\nAnd were such Laws and Customs here in Force,\\nMaidens would soon industrious grow of course.\\nTo Minstrel /Sounds, prefer the Weaver s Loom,\\nAs did Arachne, Hill she had her Doom\\nImprove each Minute at the Flaxen Wheel,\\nThat now think Scorn, to exercise the Reel.\\nBut as young Cloe may think it too hard.\\nHer matrimonial Geer, to spin and card.\\nBefore she dare^ by Strephon be embracd.\\nBy Bride-maids, on her Wedding Night, unlaced:\\nSo if it were ordained, to end, the Strife^\\nNo Swain should be allowed to have a Wife,\\nOn any Terms,^^^ Hill he Three Thousand Weight\\nOf Merchantable Hemp, and fit for Freight,\\nOr Flax had made, I dare be bold to say,\\nStrephon would have no Time at Cards to play.\\nOn Horse-Pacing, his Substance throw away,\\nTill he the Gordian-Knot with Cloe ty d.\\nBy Industry, obtained her for his Bride.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "THE\\nLOOKING-GLASS.\\nBound up to Port Annapolis^\\nThe famous Beau Metropolis\\nOf Maryland, of small Renown,\\nWhen Ayma first wore England^ s Crown,\\nIs now grown rich and opulent\\nThe awful Seat of Government.\\nWell mounted on my aged Pacer,\\nIn youthful Days, had been a Racer,\\nFor Severn Banks, my Course I steerM\\nAnd spurring Jach, no Danger fearM\\nWithin the City Walls appeared,\\n2 As Aethon, Courser of the Sun,\\nHad half his Race exactly run\\nThere having first secured my Prancer,\\nTo Stable nimbly did advance. Sir.\\nI passM Aestrea^s Temple Gates,\\nWhere the High Court of Delegates\\nAssembled were, with Resolution,\\nTo fortify their Constitution,\\nBy Laws, that should, to say no more,\\nThe Common- Weal to Health restore\\nConsumptive is, and sickly grown\\nAs shall in proper Place be shewn\\nReduced to Penury indeed.\\nBy feeding on this Indian Weed.\\nFor Remedy, both Houses joyn.\\nTo settle here a Current Coin,^^^\\nWithout Exception, such as may.\\nOur Publick Dues and Clergy pay,\\n3 Grown Worldly wise, unwilling are,\\nTo be put off with Neighbours Fare\\nHold Predial Tythes}-^^ secure in Bags,\\nBetter than Paper made of Rags", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "40\\nThe Scribes likewise, and PhariseeSy\\nInfected with the same Disease,\\nOn Paper Money look a squint,\\nCare not to be made Fools in Print.\\nThus what is meant for Publick Good,\\nI find to be misunderstood,\\nAnd taken in the worser Sense,\\nBy those, care not for Paper Pence.\\nAnd tho this Scheme should prove in vain,\\nThe Case to me seems very plain\\nSaid I to Planter standing by,\\nAnd was for Paper Currency\\nIt s Money, be it what it will,\\nIn Tan-Pit coined, or Paper-Mill,\\nThat must the hungry Belly fill.\\nWhen summon d to attend the Court,\\nHeld at the Magisterial Port.^^^\\nSo far, said he, with you I joyn\\nAm glad to find your Thoughts suit mine\\nAnd with Submission to the State,\\nI have a Project in my Pate,\\nMay prove the Making of this liand.\\nIf executed out of Hand\\nWhich is to give my Fancy vent,\\nWithin my Pericranium Pent.\\nThe levelling a standing Coin,\\nIt matters not what Sort of Mine\\nIt issues from, since ev ry Thing\\nIs worth no more than it will bring.\\nSuppose a Statute Law was made,\\nFor the Encouragement of Trade\\nAnd Men of various Occupations,\\nWithin his Majesty s Plantations,\\nThat Copper Money Tin, or Brass,\\nThroughout America should pass\\nWhich Coin shou d the King s Image bear\\nIn equal Worth be ev ry where\\nNot subject to be dipt by Shears,\\nLike Yellow-BoySj ^^J have lost their Ears\\nBut as a Free-born Subject range,\\nOf different Size, for ready Change.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "41\\nThis Dialogue was scarce begun,\\nAs on the Walks we took a turn,\\nWhen sudden Noise alarmed our Ears,\\nFilling the Town with Hopes and Fears,\\nThat seem d to Eccho from the Hive\\nWhereat I grew inquisitive.\\nTo know the Meaning of such Clamour\\nSays One, in Drink, that made him stammer,\\nThe Reason s this, if you must know it,\\nThe House divided is, old Poet,\\nIn voting for the Money Bill\\nWhich, tho composM with wondrous Skill,\\nWill never pass, I dare be bold,\\nA Pipe of Wine on it to hold.\\nThis said, revolved on t other Dose,^^^\\nTo Tavern steer d an Oblique Course\\nWhich standing almost within Hollow,\\nI did his drunken Worship follow\\nSeem d by his reeling thro the Street,\\nTo be much founder d in his Feet.\\nSo reach d the Bacchanalian Mansion,\\nBefore the Host had gave him Sanction.\\nAnd meeting with young Politicians,\\nDull antiquated State Physicians\\nReplenishing their thirsty Souls\\nWith Lemon Punch, in flowing Bowls.\\nNot waiting long for Invitation\\nAt Fire Side took up my Station\\nAs others did were grown profuse,\\nInspir d by the potent Juice,\\nOn the Proceedings of that Day,\\nWhilst some at Dice, pass d Time away\\nWhen one dubb d Esqr by Mistake,\\nHis wise Remarks began to make,\\nOn the new Plan for raising Pence,\\nProtesting, tho it was the Sense\\nOf some, that sat in the wise ilfo^e.\\nHe cou d not safely give his Vote,\\nFor such an odd contriv d Intention,\\nAs e er was laid before Convention\\n^Assembly.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "42\\n8 Alledging, Planters, when in drink,\\nWou^d light their Pipes with Paper Chink\\nAnd knowing not to read, might be\\nImpos d on, by such Currency.\\nThese Reasons, Laughter did create\\nThe Subject was of our Debate\\nTill Midnight, in her Sable Vest,\\nPersuaded Gods and 3Ien to Rest\\nAnd with a pleasing kind Surprize,\\nIndulged soft Slumber to my Eyes.\\nI caird the drowsy Passive Slave,\\nTo light me to my downy Grave\\nWhere instantly I was conveyed,\\nBy one that passM for Chamber-Maid,\\nClose by the Side of Planter laid.\\nCurious to know from whence he came,\\nI boldly craved his Worship s Name.\\n9 And tho the Don at first seem d sly,\\nAt length he made this smart Reply.\\nI am, says he, that Cocherouse,\\nOnce entertained you at his House,\\nWhen aged Roan, not us d to falter.\\nIf you remember, slipt his Halter\\nLeft Sotweed Factor in the Lurch,\\nAs Presbyterians leave the Church\\nHowever, since we here are met,\\nLet s, by Consent, take t other Whet\\nBefore we sleep Content, said I\\nHere, Gipsy to the Cellar fly,\\nAnd bring us up a Flask of Clarret\\nSince we are quarter d in this Garret.\\nI think a Bottle has more Charms,\\nThan can be found in Morpheus Arms\\nBut finding the Mullatto fled.\\nTo Chimney Nook, her native Bed\\n10 And Night far spent, we thought it best,\\nTo let the Aethiopian rest\\nSo gravely fell to Argument;\\nOn the late Act of Parliament\\nThe Growth of Sotweed to prevent.\\nAnd give our Staple freer Vent.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "43\\nAnd thus the Planter first began,\\nThis Matter seriously to scan\\nAs in next Canto you will find,\\nExactly copyM from his Mind.\\nCANTO II.\\nWHEN Charles the First, long since came hither,\\nIn stormy and tempestuous Weather,\\nWith Royal Grant, to settle here,\\nA Province, worthy of his Care\\nLeaving behind, to raise up Seed,\\nAnd tend a stinking Indian Weed,\\n11 Scotch, English, and Hybernians wild.\\nFrom Sloth and Idleness exiPd.\\nTobacco, then, no Duty paid\\nBut Time has almost sunk the Trade,\\nAnd Imposts on our Staple laid.\\nFrom scorchiug Africa^ burnt Shore,\\nBrought Aethiopian Slaves great Store.\\nMore Weeds turn out, to Heat inurM,\\nThan by the Populace are cur d.\\nMakes it a Drug, as Merchants feel.\\nWhose Chance it is in Trash to deal\\nFit only to manure the Earth,\\nIn Physick Gardens, finds good Birth.\\nBut had old Galen known the Pains,\\nPlanters are at, for little Gains,\\nHe would have curst it long ago\\nIn Quarters here so fast doth grow.\\nPlebians by it scarce can live.\\nTo naked Brats Subsistance give.\\n12 These petty Charges not a few.\\nWith Subsidies both old and new,\\nAs Factors tell us, run so high.\\nThey swallow up our Industry.\\nIn whose undoubted Word and Honour,\\n(That Female Idol,) Pox upon her.\\nPlanter s obliged are to confide.\\nOr learn to plow the Ocean wide\\nHad better trust to Home-spun Sails\\nGo sell their Labour at the Scales,", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "44\\nThan be, by Bills of Sale undone\\nGlad to Cape Fair, at last to run.\\nAnd other Frauds us d in the Trade,\\nHas almost Beggars of some made\\nHad rather by Shop Notes be bit,\\nHundred per Cent pay for their Wit,\\nWhen Pride ambitious is to shine,\\nIn gaudy Feathers rich and fine,\\n13 Than in coarse Goods lay out their Tubs/^*^\\nWith Merchants here, unless tis Scrubs\\nHas put them on their Guard, for why?\\nIt s better deal for Currency,\\nThan be imposed on at that Rate,\\nMundungus take, unfit for Freight.\\nThus, we go on, but do not see\\nWhat may the Issue of it be.\\nTake care the Poor may live and thrive.\\nAgainst the Stream are left to strive\\nWou d be industrious, had we Pence,\\nTheir Industry to recompence\\nBut to be paid with Indian Weed,\\nIn Parcels, will not answer Need.\\nIt s true, we may this Thread of Life\\nSpin out, in Penury and Strife\\n14 Like Aesop s Swain, did Jove desire\\nTo help his Cart out of the Mire\\nTo Jupiter at last apply.\\nFor Help in our Extremity.\\nBut Jove no Ear will lend to those.\\nThat are their own unhappy Foes.\\nThen let us seriously reflect\\nUpon the worst we may expect,\\nWhich is, with idle Drones to starve\\nA Doom we justly do deserve\\nWhilst blest with all Things here below.\\nThat God and Nature can bestow,\\nTo make us happy, would we be\\nIndustrious as the frugal Bee,\\nThat visits each mellifluous Flower,\\nTo load with Tyme, her wooden Bower.\\nAnd tho a rich and fertile Soil,\\nAs e re was water d by the Nile,", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "45\\n15 Has luckily fell to our Share\\nYet maugre all our seeming Care\\nWe Strangers to the Goddess are.\\nBright Ceres f whom the Poets feign,\\nTo till the Ground, instructs the Swain,\\nBy Industry t^improve his Lands,\\nWithout the help of Savage Hands.\\nThis is our Case, and will, I fear,\\nGrow worse and worse, the Course we steer.\\nAre grown too populous to thrive,\\nUpon a nauseous Vegetive.\\nAnd tho the Law remains in Force,\\nThe Market keeps its ebbing Course\\nAnd will, unless, we settle here,\\nA Jubilee once in Five Year.\\nBut as that may not take Perchance^\\nI will another Scheme advance,\\n16 Will do, says the projecting Don\\nAnd thus in serious Tone went on.\\nAll Taxables work in the Ground,\\nBoth Male and Female that are sound.\\nShould be allowed Six Hundred Weight,\\nOf Sotweed good, and fit for Freight,\\nTo plant and be that dares tend more,\\nShouM wear the Broad E. on his Door\\nRemain in Miser ieordiaP^^\\nTill he the Fine in Specie pay.\\nMerchants likewise, our Staple buy,\\nShou d be obligM in Currency,\\nOr Bills, for the Sixth Part, to pay\\nUpon the JSTail,^^^ without Delay\\nThe rest in Goods, at common Sale,\\nOr be committed, without Bail.\\nAnd that we may the better thrive\\nWhich is the Business of the Sivey\\n17 We ought conveniently to dwell\\nIn Towns and Cities,^ buy and sell\\nOur Merchandize at publick Scales.\\nAnd as it often rains and hails.\\nWarehouses should in common be\\nErected where, for a small Fee,", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "46\\nOur Staple would be conveyed thither,\\nSecurely screened from stormy Weather.\\nThere, free from anxious needless Care,\\nWe may, at Leisure, vend our Ware\\nBarter for Goods, as hath been said\\nAnd ready Cash, that must be paid,\\nOur publick Duties to defray,\\nAnd old Arrears of Quit-Rents pay.\\nA Tax equivalent has laid\\nUpon TohaccOj must be paid.\\nBy Merchants, that the same Export,\\nIn Bills, before it quits the Port.\\n18 But what is worst for Patent Lands,\\nBy others held, it Debtor stands.\\nI must confess, tis j ust and true.\\nThat Caesar should be paid his Due\\nBut one Man to monopolize\\nMore Land, than yet he occupies.\\nAnd Foreigners the Quit-Rents pay.\\nIn Sterling Coin, is not fair Play\\nA Grievance ought to be suppressed.\\nBy Ways and Means, Caesar knows best.\\nThus, has our Staple of small Worth,\\nTo many Evils given Birth\\nThat like III Weeds, unhappy Case,\\nAs says the Proverb, grows a-pace\\nWhich, to prevent. Physicians say.\\nOur Laws chalk out a wholesome Way\\nBut what is so, to speak the Truth,\\nDoes not agree with every Tooth\\n19 Nor will the strictest penal Laws,\\nContrived by Statesmen, strike the Cause.\\nThe only Way I know to heal\\nThe ling ring State of Common-weal,\\nIs to ordain all Taxes be.\\nAs well the Priest, as Lawyer^s Fee,\\nHereafter paid in Currency\\nOr with the Produce of our Grounds,\\nIn Stinhehus too much abounds\\nElse, tis in vain for us to hope.\\nWith our Misfortunes long to cope.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "47\\nMoke wou d loquatious Don have said,\\nHad Morpheus not come to my Aid,\\nThe God of Sleep, with Leaden Charms,\\nLockM up the Planter in his Arms\\nWhere silent as the Night he lay,\\nTill Phosphor usher d in the Day.\\n20 CANTO III.\\nSCARCE had the Goddess of the Night,\\nResigned her Throne to Phoebus bright\\nWhen calling for a Quart Decanter\\nOf Sachj I thus haranguM the Planter\\nRise, Oroonoko, rise, said I,\\nAnd let us drink Prosperity\\nTo Maryland, before we part\\nStarting, says he, with all my Heart.\\nI wish my Country very well\\nAnd tho^ the Press with Schemes does swell,\\nTo make us thrive at Home the better.\\nAs P. P. tells us in his Letter,\\nIf Planters wou d be ruPd by me,\\nI will their best Physician be\\n21 Prescribe the Means, wou d, I am sure.\\nIf rightly applyM, work a Cure.\\nFiEST, let them Swamps and Marshes drain,\\nFit to receive all Sorts of Grain,\\nHemp, Flax, Pice and let Cotton here.\\nIn all its Autumn Dress appear\\nOne Bale of each, more Pence will yield\\nIn Europe, than the richest Field\\nOf Oroonoko, I am sure.\\nIf nicely handled in the Cure.\\nNext, may their Industry be seen.\\nIn Pastures fat, and Meadows green\\nWhere Sheep and Cattle manure Ground,\\nIn mighty Numbers shouM abound.\\nThe Hides will for their Grazing pay,\\nAnd Wool Misfortunes keep in Play,", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "48\\n22 Of those, must either work or starve,\\nObliged for Wife and Beams to carve\\nMechanicJcs then of ev ry Sort,\\nAnd Mariners wou d here resort,\\nWhen they hear Money circulates.\\nWithin our Towns and City Gates.\\nBut as this Land, like Albion^s Isle,\\nIs compos d of a different Soil,\\nSo some should plant, some drive the Plow\\nAnd such as Hemp and Flax know how\\nTo dress, shouM exercise the Brake\\nBut not permitted be to make\\nMore Grain, or other Merchandize,\\nThan may their Hands and Stocks suffice\\nNor should Crop Merchants correspond.\\nOn t other Side the Herinng-Pondp^^\\n23 Their pick d and cull d Tobacco send.\\nIn weighty Cask, to some sly Friend,\\nUnless in Vessels of their own,\\nAnd Ships here built, as shall be shewn.\\nBut then, perhaps, it will be said.\\nBy those (to venture) are afraid.\\nHow shall these floating Castles be\\nEquippM, and fitted for the Sea\\nA Doubt not difficult to solve,\\nWou d such (in Pence abound) resolve.\\nAs the Phoenicians did of old,\\nTo plow the Seas in Vessels bold\\nWhich Draft-men best know how to mould\\nMaterials here, of every kind,\\nMay soon be found, were Youth inclined,\\nTo practice the ingenious Art\\nOf Sailing, by Mercator^s Chart.\\n24 The Woods with Timber Trees abound\\nNear North- East, L^on may be found,\\nThe best that ever yet was made,\\nAs Vulcans say, on Anvil laid.\\nFrom Hemp and Flax, may Canvas Sails\\nAnd Ropes be drawn, that seldom fails.\\nIn stormy Winds, to act their Part,\\nIf twisted well by human Art.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "49\\nNothing is wanting to compleat,\\nFit for the Sea, a trading Fleet,\\nBut Industry and Resolution,\\nWou d quickly heal our Constitution,\\nWere we unanimously bent.\\nImpending Evils to prevent.\\nCan ne er think to grow Rich and Great,\\nBut by an Independant State\\n25 Or hope to thrive, unless we try,\\nWith Canvas Wings abroad to fly.\\nWe then about the World might roam\\nSee how our Staple sells at Home\\nBarbadoes and Jamaica drain\\nBring hither, from the Mines of Spain^\\nMoidores, Pistoles, and Cohhs^^^ full Weight\\nThe very best of Spanish PlateP^^\\nBut whether, with us they wouM stay,\\nIs a hard Task for me to say\\nSince Current Coin, in ev ry State,\\nInvented was, to circulate\\nAnd to restrain it, is as hard.\\nAs Luna^s Motion to retard.\\nUnless, by Act of Limitation,\\nWe cou d make Maryland its Station\\n26 Oblige it like the constant Sun,\\nBeyond its TropicJcs not to run,\\nPotomack River, (that s to say)\\nAnd Delaware s exuberant Bay.\\nBut Copper-Coin, like vagrant Cain,\\nWou d never wander into Spain,\\nOr long in Misers Bags remain.\\nThis said, the Glass he upwards threw.\\nAnd bending backwards, strongly drew.\\nI pledged his Worship in a Brimmer;\\nAnd thus retorted on the Sinner.\\nThese Sentiments, I must confess.\\nMuch Zeal for publick Good express\\nBut when alPs done, as hath been said.\\nIt s Industry must force a Trade\\nUpon Mercator turn the Tables,\\nAnd cut those Interlopers Cables.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "50\\n27 In Neighbouring Barks, export your Grain\\nTo Islands in the Western Main.\\nThat s very true, the Don reply d\\nBut they a Law have on their Side,\\nFor Six Months Space, our Hands has tyM,\\nWhereby they may this Province rifle.\\nAnd drain our Coffers for a Trifle.\\nYouii Laws said I, in Time may see\\nAnd feel their Insufficiency.\\nAt this Reply, the Don sat mute.\\nAnd willing to conclude Dispute,\\nI, in few Lines, the Case sum d up,\\nAs Cocker ouse drank off his Cup\\nThen by the Poet be advised,\\nSaid I to him, seem d much disguised\\nHis CounsePs not to be despised.\\n28 Begin, be bold, old Horace cries,\\nAnd bravely venture to be wise.\\nIn vain, he on the Brook Side stands.\\nWith Shoes and Stockings in his Hands\\nWaiting till all the Stream be past and gone,\\nThat runs, (alas and ever will run on.\\nFINIS.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "NOTES ON SOTWEED REDIVIVUS.\\n(1). Forward s Newgate Bands doubtless Forward was some forgotten\\nruffian of tlie Jack Sheppard type.\\n(2). The fact that Maryland had but one staple was often deplored and\\nfrequent attempts were made to introduce the cultivation of other agri-\\ncultural products, but without success, until the settlement of the Germans\\nin Western Maryland.\\n(3). Annapolis was named for Queen Anne in 1696. It was previously\\nknown as Anne Arundel Town.\\n(4). The Lower House of the General Assembly, composed of four mem-\\nbers from each county and two from the city of Annapolis.\\n(5). In 1730, the Legislature passed an act to encourage the importation\\nof gold and silver into this province. So scarce was coin that in 1729 the\\nact prohibiting clipping of coin was repealed, so that clipped coins could\\nbe used in making change. Tobacco was the ordinary currency.\\n(6). Predial tythes tithes arising and renewing from the profits of\\nlands. (Blackstone.)\\n(7). Magisterial Port, i. e., the Country Seat.\\n(8). Yellow boys, gold coin.\\n(9). Dose, i. e., dram of liquor.\\n(10). Hollow, i. e., Halloo.\\n(11). Chink, i. e., Money.\\n(12). Act of Parliament, doubtless referring here to the act of the Assem-\\nbly, as the English Parliament had no jurisdiction over such local affairs.\\nIn 1727, an act was passed giving encouragement to make hemp within\\nthis Province and another concerning tobacco in 1728, one for improving\\nthe staple of tobacco in 1729 and in 1730, acts for ascertaining the gauge\\nand tare of tobacco hogsheads and to prevent cropping, cutting, and defac-\\ning tobacco taken on board ships and vessels upon freight and for laying\\nimportations on tobacco per the hogshead for the support of government,\\netc. These facts show the great interest taken in the staple at this time in\\nthe Provincial Assembly.\\n(13). Trash, worthless, unmerchantable tobacco.\\n(14). Shop notes, i. e., orders on a shop for goods, bills of credit issued\\nby the proprietor of the Ship. Gape Fair, query whether this should not\\nbe Cape Fear, North Carolina, which colony was a not uncommon refuge\\nfor bankrupts.\\n(15). Lay out their Tubs, i. e., expend the contents of their tubs or hogs-\\nheads of tobacco for expensive goods.\\n51", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "52\\n(16). Mundungus, a Spanish word, tobacco made up into a black roll, so\\nas to look like black pudding or tripe. It is interesting to note tbat Sterne\\nin tbe Sentimental Journey used this word as a nickname for Frederick,\\nSixth Lord Baltimore.\\n(17). Wooden bower, the beehive.\\n(18). Vegetive, vegetable, plant.\\n(19). The land lay fallow in the year of Jubilee, according to the\\nMosaic law.\\n(20). Taxable, a person who pays, or for whom is paid a poll-tax.\\n(21). Broad R K. for rogue was branded on criminals; possibly Cooke\\nproposed that the letter should be branded on the door instead of on the\\nperson.\\n(22). Misericordia, in the power and at the mercy of the Court.\\n(23). Upon the nail, at once.\\n(24). The General Assembly was continually establishing towns on\\npaper and the need of such towns was strongly felt.\\n(25). Quit rents, an annual payment by land holders to the Lord Pro-\\nprietary in discharge or acquittance of other services.\\n(26). Patent Lands, lands to which the title came from a patent issued\\nby the Lord Proprietary.\\n(27). Siinkebus, the ill-smelling plant, tobacco.\\n(28). The Press William Parks had established the Maryland Gazette\\nin 1727.\\n(29). Cotton, an early reference to the importance of that staple to the\\nSouth. Diversification of industry was a crying need of colonial Maryland.\\n(30). Brake, a machine for breaking up the woody portion of flax, to\\nloosen it from the harl or fibres.\\n(31). Herring-Pond note the early use of this colloquialism for the\\nAtlantic Ocean. Dunton, in his Letters from New England, published in\\n1688, is the first author recorded in the Oxford Dictionary as having used\\nthe term.\\n(32). Draft-men, draughtsmen, naval architects.\\n(33). Reference is to the Principio iron furnaces in Cecil County, near\\nthe North East River.\\n(34). Moidore, a gold coin of Portugal worth about $6.50. Pistole, a\\nSpanish gold coin worth about $4. Cobb, the Spanish silver piece of eight\\nreals, or dollar.\\n(35). /SJpanisA, PZafe, i. e,, Spanish silver Plata silver.\\n(36). Six months space, i. e., the laws allowed six months credit.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "AN\\nELEGY\\n[o7i\\\\ the Death of the Honourable Nicholas\\nLowe, Esq:\\nMemor esto brevis Aevi\\nWhat means this Mourning, Ladies, has Death led.\\nYour Brother Captive to his Earthly Bed\\nIs Lowe to Nature s chilly Womb returned,\\nWho ca]utiously the fatal Summons shunM?\\nAnd V]ery rarely moisten would his Clay\\nFor FJear he should a final Visit pay\\nTo t]he opacous Mansions of the Dead,\\nBy] Worms, vile Reptiles, be devoured.\\nHe]re Kings and Beggars lie, the Gulph have shot,\\nTogejther blended in the general Lot\\nMing]le their Dust, and into Ashes turn\\nDistinjguish d only by a gilded Urn,\\nThe m]arble Tomb erected o er their Pile,\\nWho] sway d the Sceptre of Great Britain^ s Isle.\\nYicto]rious DEATH, all are alike to Thee,\\nThe] tender Saplin and the Almond Tree\\n^Whe]n FATE commands thou levellst with the Ground,\\nThe] pointed Dart gave Lowe his mortal Wound.\\nNo h]uman Art can brittle Life prolong.\\nOur] Days are numbered and we must be gone\\nOr soon] or late to whom we do belong.\\nAs so] on the vigorous Youth as aged Swain,\\nNevejr, ah never to return again.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "54\\nWhy] Should we then Lowe s Absence grieve, since all\\nHave shajr d the Punishment by Adam^s Fall\\nBut A]h Maecenas, who his Death can bear,\\nHis] conduct knew, and unconcerned appear.\\nHow cou]ld our Agent in his Winding Sheet\\n[The De]athless Trunk become bound Hand and Feet,\\nOh not in Floods of Tears his Exit mourn\\nHis] Ghost surrendered with a dying Groan\\nFor] if Lowe s Life impartially we scan,\\nA cautio]us, sober, charitable Man\\nHis Co]nversation innocently free,\\nWhen] Business called him into Company\\nNor P]rone to Vice, or Immorality\\nBut] tho none live so just as to be found\\nWith]out some Fault that may their Conscience wound,\\nTt ca]n be said, his Character to blast.\\nHe liv] d and dy d a Batchelor at last.\\nEPITAPH\\n[Lo] here he lies, wrapt in his winding Sheet,\\n[A] straea bound his Hands, and DEATH his Feet\\nAnd that he might of Happiness partake,\\n;JEH]0VAH did his soul to Heaven take,\\nHis Ha]beas Corpus mov d his Body too,\\nAnd] to this World he bid a long Adieu.\\nExcha]nging all its gaudy Pageantry,\\nFor tha]t blest State of Immortality,\\n[Which] Saints enjoy to all Eternity,\\nBY E. Cooke. Laureat.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "NOTES ON THE ELEGY ON NICHOLAS LOWE.\\nThe volume of the newspaper, in which this elegy appeared, which has\\nbeen preserved in the Maryland Historical Society s Library, was bound so\\ncarelessly that the initial letters of nearly every line of the poem were cut\\noff. They have been restored conjecturally and are indicated by brackets.\\nNicholas Lowe was the son of Col. Henry Lowe, of St. Mary s County,\\nand Susanna Bennett, his wife. His father. Col. Henry Lowe, was a\\nnephew of Lady Jane, wife of Charles, 3d Lord Baltimore. His mother,\\nSusanna Bennett, was the daughter of Kichard Bennett, Jr. (died 1667),\\nand granddaughter of Richard Bennett, who was Governor of Virginia,\\n1652-55. Her brother, Kichard Bennett, of Bennett s Point, Queen Anne\\nCounty, is said to have been the richest subject in America. Susanna\\nBennett was twice married first, to John Darnall (died 1684), brother of\\nCol. Henry Darnall and a relative of the Calvert family and secondly, to\\nCol. Henry Lowe. By the first marriage she had one daughter; by the\\nsecond, she had a large family of children, though all her sons died\\nwithout issue. The mother of Susanna Bennett was Henrietta Maria\\nKeale, daughter of Capt. James Neale, who married, first, Richard Bennett,\\nJr. (died 1667), and secondly, Col. Philemon Lloyd (died 1685). By her\\nsecond marriage she was the mother of the Hon. Edward Lloyd, of Wye,\\nPresident of the Council and Acting Governor of Maryland, 1709-1714.\\n55", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "MUSCIPULA:\\nThe Mouse Trap, or the Battle of the Cambrians the Mice\\nA POEM\\nBY\\nEDWARD HOLDSWORTH,\\nTRANSLATED INTO ENGLISH\\nBY\\nR. LEWIS.\\nANNAPOLIS, 1728.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "(v)\\nTo His Excellency\\nBenedict Leonard Calvert/\\nGovernour, and Commander in Chief, in\\nand over the Province of Maryland.\\nPERMIT Great Sir! a Visit from\\n(the Muse,\\nNor to her comic Tale your Smile refuse\\nWith humble Duty she persumes to lay\\nBefore your curious View, This First Essay\\nOf Latin Poetry^ in English Dress,\\nWhich MARYLAND hath published from the Press.\\nCould I preserve that Beauty in my Lays,\\nWhich Holdsworth s bright Original displays\\nI need not, then, the OriticFs Censure fear,\\nSecure to please the most judicious Ear.\\nBut all TRANSLATORS must with Grief confess,\\nthat while they strive in English to express\\nvi\\nThe pleasing Charms of Latin Poesy,\\nThey lose its genuine Life, and Energy\\nSome Grace peculiar thro each Language flows.\\nWhich other Idioms never can disclose.\\nBesides, in all Good Poetry, we find\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0^Poetry, (says Sir John Denham in his admirable Preface before the\\nTranslation of the 2d .Mneid,) is of so subtile a Spirit, that in pouring\\nout of One Language into Another, it will all evaporate; and if a nev7\\nSpirit be not added in the Transfusion, there will remain nothing but a\\nCaput Moriuum.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "60\\nDEDICATION\\nA Spirit of a most exalted kind\\nTo pour it off, in vain the Artist tries,\\nThe subtile Spirit in Transfusion flies\\nAnd the insipid Version^ lifeless lies.\\nThese Hardships, on the happiest Muse, attend,\\nWith Candor, then, my artless Verse befriend\\nNor Here, expect such soft enchanting Strains,\\nAs once You heard on fair Italian Plains;\\nWhere, the kind Climate does the Muse inspire\\nWith Thoughts sublime, and gay poetic Fire\\nWhere Yikgil, Ovid, Horace, struck the Lyre:\\nWho still demand our Wonder, and our Praise;\\nNor spite, nor Time, shall ever blast their Bays.\\nvii\\nThere Painture breathes, There Statuary lives,\\nAnd Music most delightful Rapture gives\\nThere, pompous Piles of Building pierce the Skies,\\nAnd endless Scenes of Pleasure court the Eyes.\\nWhile Here, rough Woods embrown the Hills and Plains^\\nMean are the Buildings, artless are the Swains\\nTo raise the Genius, W E no Time can spare,\\nA bare Subsistence claims our utmost Care.\\nBut from the Gen rous Purpose of Your Heart,\\nWhich, in f Your Speech you graciou ly impart\\nTo give to Virtue its deserved Applause,\\nTo punish daring Vice, by wholsom Laws;\\nTo animate the People, now dismayed.\\nAnd add new Life to our declining Trade;\\nWe hope to see soft Joys overspread the Land,\\nAnd happier Times derived from Your Command.\\nFor should Your Excellency s Plan take Place,\\nSoon will returning Plenty shew its Face\\nThe Markets for our Staple, l^^^ would advance,\\nNor shall we live, as now we do, by Chance.\\nviii\\nNo more, the laboring Planter shall complain\\nHow vast his Trouble but how small his Gain\\nTHE Mariner shall bless you, when releast\\nFrom Toil, which sunk him down from Man to Beast.\\nt Oct. 10, 1727.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "61\\nDEDICATION\\nThe Merchant, shall applaud your Care, to free\\nHis freighted Vessel from the Wintry Sea.\\nAnd Husbands, Brothers, Sons, from Shipwreck save d,\\nIn Climes remote, with Joy shall be receivM\\nAnd thankful, tell their Mothers, Sisters, Wives,\\nThat You, next PKOYIDENCE, preserved their Lives.\\nWHEN Records, which to You, their Being owe,\\nThese Acts to late Posterity shall show\\nOur Children s Children shall extol Your Name,\\nAnd Your s shall equal your great Grandsire s Fame,\\nHim, shall they stile the Founder of the State,\\nFrom YOU its Preservation shall they date.\\nOh, may kind Heaven regard me, while I pray.\\nThat these great Blessings, might attend Your Sway\\nMay Peace harmonious, in our Councils reign.\\nAnd no Dissensions make their Meeting vain\\nix\\nMay the Prerogative receive no Wound,\\nAnd Privilege preserve its proper Bound\\nMay All our Senators, with honest Zeal,\\nTo Private Gain prefer the Public Weal\\nThen, shall Their Actions due Applause obtain.\\nAnd Arts Polite, shall shine in this Domain;\\nThen, shall some future Bard Their Praise rehearse;\\nAnd paint Your happy Rule in never-dying Verse,\\nBut while thus fondly I persue my Rhyme,\\nAnd trespass on Your Excellency s Time,\\nAgainst the Public I commit a Crime.\\nYET hear me while I beg you to excuse,\\nThis bold Intrusion of an unknown Muse;\\nAnd if her Faults too manifest appear.\\nAnd her rude Numbers should offend your Ear,\\nThen, if you please with your forgiving Breath,\\nWhich can reprieve the Wretch condemn^, from Death,\\nTo speak a Pardon for her Errors past.\\nThis First Poetic Crime, shall prove her Last.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "THE\\nPKBFACE.\\nTHE enexpected Encouragement, which hath\\nbeen given to the folloioing Translation, is,\\nI must acknowledge, much greater than it\\nmerited But that I might in some Mea-\\nsure, deserve the Benevolence, with which\\nthis small Performance hath been enter-\\ntained, I have endeavoured to render it\\nmore perfect than it appeared in the Copy, which was pre-\\nsented to the Subscribers On this Account the Publication\\nhath been deferred, for some Time but that Delay, will I\\nhope be excused, when it is known, that I have translated\\nthe greatest Part of the Poem a-new and have printed the\\nLatin with it, that my Friends may find some Satisfaction in\\nthe Oi iginal, if my Version should have the Ill-fortune to\\ndisplease them.\\nIt would be disingenuous not to confess that there are\\nmany Faults in this Piece but it would be a needless Act\\nof Humility, to point them out, particularly since, by\\nprinting the Latin and English in one View, they will easily\\nbe discovered and however imprudent I may be thought,\\nfor setting my Failures in so clear a Light, yet I persuade\\nmy self, that Men of Learning will treat me with Indulgence,\\nbecause they are sensible that it is very difficult to succeed\\nhappily, in translating Poetry. Mr. Dryden, an approved\\nJudge,", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "64\\nThe PREFACE xi\\nJudge, in Things of this Nature, in his Preface to OvicVs\\nEpistles, hath enumerated the Hardships, which a Translator\\nmust undergo, in rendriug an Author, into English Verse,\\nespecially Rhyme And my Lord Roscommon, is allowed to\\nspeak very justly, in the Motto of my Title-page, where he\\nsays, that Good Translation is no easy Art.\\nI am not so arrogant, as to call This a Good^ Translation,\\nbut since it is acknowledged, to be a Matter of much Dif-\\nficulty, to translate well I hope to pass at least uncon-\\ndemn d, if It appears to be but a tolerable Version and that\\nmy English Readei s will not be displeased with an Attempt,\\nto shew them a Draught of a celebrated Poem, though it\\nfalls vastly short of the Beauties of its Original.\\nTHAT I might do my Author all the Justice in my\\nPowder, I have avoided the Libertinism of a Pai^ajphrast,\\non one Hand, and the Idolatry of a mere literal Translator, on\\nthe other. The Sentiments of an Original, ought to be pre-\\nserved, with all possible Exactness, but they are too frequent-\\nly disregarded in a Paraphrase Translation. And nothing\\ncan be more ridiculous, and unentertaining, than a too\\nfaithful Attachment to the Phrase of a Writer and a tyran-\\nnic Endeavour, to confine a Latin Poet, to express his\\nThoughts, in English, by the same Number of Lines, and\\nWords, which He thought sufficient for that Purpose, in the\\nRoman Language.\\nTHIS Poem, is of the Mock Heroic, or Buidesque Kind,\\nof which, there are two Sorts. One, describes a ludicrous\\nAction, in Heroic Verse such is The Rape of the Loch The\\nOther under low Characters, and in odd, uncommon Numbers,\\ndebases some great Event; as Butler has done, in his cele-\\nbrated Hudibras which would have been still more truly\\ncomical in the Opinion of an excellent Judge, if it had been\\nwritten in the Heroic Measure.\\nI am sensible that Performances of the mirthful Sort, are\\nlooked upon as Trifles, by many serious Persons and my\\nReaders of that Temper, may think the Time mispent,\\nwhich was imployed in translating this Piece But as an\\nExample of the same Nature, may moderate the Rigor\\nof their Judgement I shall take Leave to inform them,\\nthat Dr. Parnell, the ingenious Author of an Essay on Homer\\nprefixed", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "65\\nxii The PEEFACE\\nprefixVl to Mr. Pope^^ Version of the Iliad, hath translated\\nHoraer^s Battle of the Frogs and Mice, and gives this Account\\nof it The Batrachomyomachia, is one of Horaer^s in-\\ncontestable Works and however it has been disputed, is\\nallowed for His, by many Authors Amongst whom\\nStatins (in his Praef. ad Sylv. I.) hath reckon d it like\\nthe Calex of Virgil, a Tryal of his Force before his greater\\nPerformances. It is indeed a beautiful Piece of Rallery,\\n^in which a great Writer may delight to unbend himself;\\n^an instance of that agreeaVjle Trifling, which hath been\\n^at some Time or other indulged by the finest Genius s,\\n*and the Offspring of that amusing and cheerful Humour,\\nwhich generally accompanies the Character of a rich\\nImagination, like a Vein of Mercv/ry running with a\\n^Mine of Gold.\\nLET me not then be blamed for imitating the Diversions\\nof the most sublime Writers; and admit this other Plea in\\nmy Behalf, that Translations from Latin into Eriglish, are\\nthe most certain Means of Improvement, in each of those\\nTongues and therefore, an Exercise of this kind, cannot\\nbe thought improper for One who is engaged in teaching\\nLanguage. This slight Attempt in Poetry, has been, to\\nMe, a pleasing Amusement, in the Intervals of a very fa-\\ntiguing Employment and I have the more readily given in-\\nto this Entertainment, because I thought it innocent For I\\nassure my Pi^eaders, that I had no intention to derogate\\nfrom the Honour of the Cambrians, or their celebrated\\nSt. David; nor does That appear to be the Design of\\nmy Author; for he averrs to his Patron, ^^That he should\\nhave been very base, if he had intended by this Trifle,\\nto cast a Reproach on so illustrious a Xation as the Welsh;\\nbut that this Recreation of his Muse, was of too\\nlight a Xature, to detract in the least, from the Fame of\\nthe Cambro-Britons, or affurd any just Occasion for blam-\\ning the Author, however he may be condemmed by\\ntesty Judges.^\\nB UT if the Cambrians will not allow the Author s Excuse\\nthe Translator hopes to be acquitted by those Gentlemen,\\non account of the Annotations, at the End of the Piece\\nwhich he hath collected, that the true Brito os, for whom\\nhe", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "66\\nThe PKEFACE xiii\\nhe professes all due VeueratioD, might receive that Justice\\nfrom the Notes to the House-Trap, which seeais to be denied\\nthem in the Poem.\\nM Y Friends, to whom I am obliged for the Subscriptions\\nto my first Production, are desired to accept my Thanks\\nfor their Good- Will towards me; and as I have not the\\nPleasure of a Personal Acquaintance with many of them, I\\nthought it my Duty to acknowledge their Favours by print-\\ning their Names, though it may look as if I was rather in-\\ndulging my own Vanity, than discharging a Debt of Gra-\\ntitude, while I mention in this publick manner, those Fa-\\nvours which it is an Honour to ME, to have receivM.\\nFOR my own Part, I have too mean an Opinion of\\nmy self to suppose this Honour was paid to my Merit but\\nattribute the Civilities I have found, to a generous Dispo-\\nsition in the Province, to encourage Learning-, and I hope,\\nsome abler Hand may be excited to entertain the Public,\\nafter a more elegant Manner, when it shall appear from the\\nsubsequent List, that the smallest Attempt to cultivate po-\\nlite Literature, in MARYLAND, has been received\\nwith such ample Testimonies of Candor and Generosity.\\nA LIST", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "(xiv)\\nLIST\\nOF THE\\nSUBSCRIBERS NAMES.\\nHis Excellency\\nBENEDICT LEONARD CALVERT\\nFor Ten Boohs.\\nA. Books.\\nMr. Moses Adney\\nMr. Robert Alexander\\nMr, John Ashman\\nMr. George Attwood Two\\nB.\\nCoL John Baker\\nJohn Beale, Esq-, Two\\nMr. Will. Beckiogham Two\\nMr. Griffith Beddoe\\nMr. Eichard Bell Two\\nMr. John Blake, Jun.\\nBooks.\\nMr. Charles Boot\\nMr. Benjamin Bowen\\nMr. John Bradford Two\\nMr. Thomas Brooke, Jun.\\nMr. George Buchanan\\nMr. John Buchanan\\nMr. William Buckner\\n3Ir. Thomas Butler Two\\nC.\\nThe Hon. Cha. Calvert, Esq\\n(Four\\nMr. James Carroll\\nMr.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "68\\nA List of SubsG^nbers,\\nXV\\nBooks.\\nMr. Samuel Chamberlaine\\nMr. Samuel Chew Four\\nMr. Nathaniel Chew Two\\nDr. Samuel Chew Four\\nMr. Richard Clagett\\nMr. Skipwith Coale\\nMr. Alex. Con tee\\nMr. Alphonso Cosden\\nCapt. Joseph Cowman\\nMr. John Crockett Two\\nMr. John Cromwell\\nWill. Cumming, Esq) Two\\nD.\\nMr. Walter Dallas\\nHenry Darnall, Esq Three\\nMr. Philip Darnall Two\\nMr. John Darnall\\nVachel Denton, Esq\\nMr. John Deavour\\nMr. William Disfses\\nMr. John Docwra\\nMr. Henry Donaldson\\nMr. Basil Dorsey\\nDaniel Dulany, Esq-, Three\\nF.\\nMr. Michael Fletcher\\nMr. Edward Fottrell Two\\nMr. Alexander Frazer\\nG.\\nMr, John Galloway\\nMr, Christian Geist\\nMr. Joshua George Four\\nMr. AVilliam Ghiselin\\nMr. John Gibson Three\\nMr. John Giles Three\\nMr. Jacob Giles\\nMr. Richard Gist\\nMr, N. Goldsborough\\nMr. Thomas Goodman\\nBooks.\\nRobert Gordon, Esq\\nJames Govane, Esq\\nJohn Gresham, Esq Two\\nH.\\nCol. James Haddock\\nDr. John Hamilton\\n3Ir. William Hammond\\nMr. Lloyd Harris Two\\nMr. Samuel Hastings\\n3Ir. William Hemsley\\nThe Rev. Mr. Jacob Hen-\\nderson Two\\nCapt. Tho. Hewitt Four\\nMr. Stephen Higgins\\nMr. Henry Hill\\nMr. Jonas Hewling\\nDr. Richard Hill\\nCapt. George Hill\\nMr. Andrew Hillman\\nThe Hon. Col. William Hol-\\nland Two\\nCapt. Leonard Hollyday\\nJames Hollyday, Esq\\nCapt. Benj. Howard,\\nMichael Howard, Esq\\n3Ir. Hyde Hoxton\\nJlr. Richard Huett\\nMr. William Butler Hunt\\nMr. Francis Hutching\\nJ.\\nEdmund Jenings, Esq\\nMr. Kensey Johns\\n3Ir. Abraham Johns\\n3Ir. Richard Johns\\nMr. John Jordan Two\\nTwo\\nTwo\\nTwo\\nK.\\nMr. Philip Key Two\\nL.\\nThe Rev, Mr. John Lang", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "69\\nXVI\\nA List of Subscribers.\\nBooks.\\nL.\\nCapt. Thomas Larkin\\nMr. John Lawson\\nThe Hon. Phil. Lee, Esq-, Two\\nMr. John Lomas\\nThe Hon. Nicho. Lowe, Esq\\n{Two\\nThe Hon. Phil. Lloyd, Esq\\n{Two\\nM.\\nMr. Mich. Macnemara Six\\nCol. G. Mason of Virginia 3\\nMr. John Middleton Two\\nMr. A. Miller\\nMr. Samuel Minskie\\nMr. Ebenezer Mors\\nMr. John Moorcock\\nMr. James Miiir\\nCapt. John Murdock Two\\nN.\\nMr. George Neilson\\nMr. Thomas JSTevett Two\\nMr. W. Niccolls of Barbadoes.\\nMr. George Noble\\nP.\\nMr. William Parks\\nDr. Buckler Partridge\\nMr. Samuel Peele\\nMr, James Peerman.\\nMaj. Samuel Perrie\\nGeorge Plater, Esq\\nE.\\nCapt. Richard Read\\nMr. Nathaniel Rigbie\\nMr. George Robins\\nCapt. William Rogers\\nJohn Ross, Esq\\nTwo\\nSix\\nThree\\nTwo\\nThree\\nTwo\\nS.\\nBooks.\\nMr. William Sanders\\nMr. William Sewall\\nThomas Sheredine, Esq\\nMr. James Simms\\nCapt. Richard Smith Eour\\nCapt. Robert Stones\\nWilliam Stoughton, Esq;\\nCapt, Patrick Sympson\\nT.\\nMr. John Talbot\\nMr. Thomas Tasker\\nMr. Phil. Thomas Eour\\nDr. George Thorpe\\nThe Hon. Col. Rich. Tilghman\\nMr. Rich. Tilghman, Jun,\\nV.\\nMr, William Vernon\\nW.\\nDr. George Walker\\nDr. James Walker\\nThe Hon. Col. Matth. Tilgh-\\nman Ward Two\\nMr. Marsh am Waring Three\\nMr. Thomas Wells\\nDr. John Whetenhall\\nMr. John Willmott\\nMr. Lingan Wilson\\nDr. Henry Witham\\nEdward Wright, Esq;\\nMr. Amos Woodward Two\\nMr. William Wootton\\nY.\\nCol. Samuel Young\\nMr. William Young", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "^c^^^^^^ac^^\\nMUSCIPULA,\\nKAMBPOMYOMAXIA.\\nMONTICOLAM Britonem qui primus Vincula\\nMuri\\nFinxity ingenioso ocdusit carcere Furem,\\nLethalesq dolos, inextricabile fatum\\nMusa refer\\nMUSCIPULA.\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0Tu Phoebe j50^ens, {nam te quoq quondam\\nMuribus infestum dixerunt Smynthea Vates)\\nfaveas tot Cambrorum e MontihuSj unum\\nAccipiens vice Pindi, adsis, dum pingere versu\\nlies tenueSj humiliq juvat coUudere musa.\\nM US, inimicum animal, praedari, vivere rapto\\nSuetum, impune diu, spolii qua innata libido\\nJusserat, erravit, sceleratam exercuit artem\\nImpavidus, saliensq; hine illinc, cuncta maligno\\nCo7Tupit dente, patind male lusit in omni.\\nNil erat intactum, sed ubiq; domesticus hostis\\nAssiduus conviva aderat, non moenia furtis", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "THE\\nMOUSE-TRAP,\\nOR THE\\nBATTLE (a) of the CAMBRIAJN^S\\nand MICE.\\nTHE MOUNTAIN-DWELLi:^rG BRI-\\nTON who designed\\nA MOUSE-TRAP first, and safe in Jail\\nconfine d\\nHis thievish Foe th inextricable fate\\nTh ingenious deathful wiles, O Muse relate\\n(a) See the Notes at the End.\\nThe MOUSE-TRAP.\\nThou potent PHOEBUS (for as Poets sing,\\nTO MICE, thou once didst great destruction bring\\nWhence, in their Writings, (6) SMYNTHEUS is thy\\nname,)\\nBe present, and propitious to my Theme\\nFor one of (c) CAMBRIA S Hills, quit (d) PINDUS\\nMount,\\nWhile I, in lowly Lays, do humble Deeds recount.\\nTHE MOUSE, a noxious animal of prey,\\nBy rapine fed, uupunishM, wont to stray\\nWhere innate lust of plunder led the way,\\nPersu d his wicked arts without controll,\\nAnd fearless, did in peace and plenty roll.\\nNow here, now there he rovM, a nimble thief,\\nEach dish debauching with malignant teeth.\\nNothing was left untouched, at every feast\\nThe Household-Foe was an assiduous guest;\\nNor bars nor walls his ravage could resist.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "72\\n6\\nOhstare, aut vectes poterant servare placentas\\nRobustaeve fores qud non data porta, peredit\\nIpse sibi introitum, dapibusq indulsit inemptis,\\nPESTIS at haec totum dum serpsit inulta per orbem,\\nCambria praecipue flevit, quia Caseus illic\\nMultus olety quern Mus non aequ6 ao plurima, libat,\\nAut leviter tantum arrodit, sed dente frequenti\\nExcavaty interiusq; domos exculpit edules,\\nGENS tota incensa est super his, rabiesq; dolor q;\\nDiscrudant animos, frendent, jug a summa per err ant y\\nStare loco ignorant nam Cambris prona furori\\nCorda calent, subitdq ignescunt pectora bile,\\nCum Digitis credas animos quoq; Sulphure tinctos.\\n8\\nERGO, jubente Ird, dignas cum sanguine paenas\\nSumere decretum est, sed qud ratione Latronem\\nTam cautum illaqueent, quo vindicefurta repellant\\nIncertum neque Felis enim tua, Cambre, tueri\\nTecta, nee adversis poterat succurrere rebus.\\nIlia quidem varias posuit eircum or a Cavernae\\nInsidias, tacitoq pede ad cava limina repens\\nExcubias egit frustrd Mus nempe pusillo\\nCor pore securus, tanto praestantior hoste\\nQuo minor, intentum praedae si/orti videret\\nCustodem ante fores, retro irruit, inq; recessus\\nAufugit curvos, atq invia Felibus antra", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "73\\nUnsafe were cakes, within the strongest gates,\\nThro them a passage for himself he eats\\nWith unbought dainties he regaFd his taste,\\nAnd by his conquering teeth laid strongest bulwarks waste.\\nWHILE thro the Globe this Plague resistless creeps,\\nCAMBRIA thereby afflicted, chiefly weeps\\nFor there much CHEESE emits a sav ry scent.\\nWhich gave the MOUSE more fullness of content\\nThan other kinds with which, in wanton waste,\\nHe, slightly-nibbling, gratifies his taste\\nIn This, with frequent teeth he form d a cave\\nWhich at one time, both food and shelter gave.\\nWHEN thus insulted, the whole Nation burns,\\nAnd Grief and Rage perplex their Minds by Turns\\nThey gnash their teeth, and restless, shift their place.\\nAnd o er the mountains take their wand ring ways\\nFor CAMBRIAN hearts soon glow with native ire.\\nSuch sudden passion does their breasts inspire,\\nYou d think their sulph rous HANDS had set their\\nSOULS on fire.\\nBY Fury prompted, they at once decree\\nTo kill the MOUSE, and set the Nation free.\\nBut then, alas no human art could show\\nHow to entrap so vigilant a Foe\\nNor could thy CAT the suff ring State befriend,\\nO CAMBRIAN or thy domes from foes defend.\\nOft times, indeed, in Ambuscade she lay.\\nThat thus she might her enemy betray\\nSoft-creeping, then, she to his cavern stole.\\nAnd watch d. with sharpen d Sight, the mazy Hole.\\nVain were her Arts, the MOUSE, uncurs d with bulk,\\nAround the passes of his den would skulk\\nAnd if he saw the CAT, intent on prey.\\nBesiege his Fort, soon backward took his way,\\nTo winding dark recesses made his flight.\\nAnd Caves invisible to CATTISH sight", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "74\\n10\\nInde caput metuens iterUm proferre, nee ausus\\nExcursus tentare novoSy nisi castra moveret\\nPraedo, atq omne aberat vigili cum Fele pericHum,\\nSIC Cambri (Cambros liceat componere Muri)\\nElusere HosteSy cum Julius, orbe suhacto,\\nImperio adjecit Britonas sic nempS recessit\\nAd latehras Gens tota, inexpugnabile vallum.\\nMonies sic sua saxa inter medioq ruinae\\nDelituit tutay desperans vincere, vinci\\nNoluit hinc priscos memorant longo ordine Patres,\\nIndomitasq; crepant Terras, Linguaeq; senectam.\\n12\\nF E L I N O S igitur postquam Mus saepiUs ungues\\nFugerat, Britoni Spes non erat ulla salutis\\nA socio Belli, supremo in limite Terrae\\nConcilium accitur, qud nunc Menevia plorat\\nCurtatos Mitrae titulos, c nomen inane\\nSemi-sepultae TJrhis proper ant hinc inde frequentes\\nPatresq Proceresq odorum Sulphure vulgus,\\nT UM Senior, cui saep^ suis in Montihus Hircus\\nProlixam invidit barbam cuiq ora manusq\\nPrisca incrustavit Scabies, spectabilis auld\\nStat medid, fractus senio, Postiq reclinis\\nCambrorum vexato humeris Sc gutture ab imo", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "75\\n11\\nJSTor new excursions daring thence to make,\\nUnless the Spoiler should the Camp forsake\\nWith fearful Caution he conceard his head,\\nTill with GKIMALKIN all the danger fled.\\nTHE CAMBRIANS thus escaped the raging war,\\n(If we to MICE may CAMBRIAXS compare,)\\nWhen mighty (e) JULIUS by his dreadful Sword,\\nCompell d the conquer d Globe to call him Lord\\nWhile their poor neighbor BRITONS were subdu d.\\nThe CAMBRIANS did his potent Arms elude\\nThus to their Mountains the whole Nation fled,\\nRamparts impregnable, by Nature made\\nDespair of Conquest drove them from the Field,\\nYet still their haughty Souls disdain to yield\\nAmidst their Rocks and Ruins they retreat,\\nThere safely lurking, they preserved the State\\nHence their most tedious pedigrees they boast,\\nTheir Antique Tongue, and Freedom never lost.\\n13\\nT H insulting MOUSE did now the arms defy\\nOf CAMBRIA, and GRIMALKIN, her Allie\\nWith bold incursions he disturbed their rest.\\nAnd bauish d hope from every BRITISH breast.\\nAt length a solemn Council by command.\\nMeets on th^ extremest limit of the land.\\nWhere now {g) St. DAVID S does her Fate deplore,\\nAn empty Name her Prelates are no more.\\nHalf-buried sinks her City on the Shore.\\nElders and Nobles here promiscuous crowd,\\nWith those whose sulphurous scent confess d their vulgar\\nblood.\\nTHE SENIOR then, whose beard prolix had been\\nBy Mountain-Goats with envv often seen\\nWith Scurf incrusted were his hands and face,\\nA Scurf hereditary to his Race,\\nConspicuous, in the midst assumes his place\\nHis limbs decrepit Against a post recline d.\\nWhich, polished by the backs of CAMBRIANS, shine d", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "76\\n14\\nDensas praecipitans VoceSy non inquit aperto\\nDe hello sedfurto agitur non exterus hostis,\\n8ed majus graviusq malum, nimis intimus hospeSy\\nCompulit hue populum dominahitur usq Tyrannus\\nM-Us petulansf Vos ergo Patres, venerabilis Ordo,\\nQu^is patriae pretiosa salus, finite dolor es\\nConsilio tantos, si spes ulla supersit,\\nPropitias adhibete manus sic Cadwalladeri\\nDum clarescat honos, vestra hie quoq gloria crescet,\\nDIXITy Sc ante oculos fragmenta, mucida tollens,\\nFrustula, Relliquias furti, monumenta rapinae,\\nExacuit Cambrorum iras Nunc aemulus Ardor\\n16\\nVindidaey nunc laudis amor, sub pedore Patrum\\nArdety inauditam meditatur quisq ruinam\\nMuri, Muscipulamq statim extudit omne cerebrum.\\nA T quidam ante alios notus Oognomine Taffi,\\nEt Magis ingenio Celebris y (cui Wallia nunquam\\njEqualem peperity Faber idemy idemq Senator\\nEximius,) sic orsus erat si gloria Gentis\\nCaseus intereaty metuo ne tota colonum\\nDeficiat coenay dc Mensae decus omne Secundae\\nDivitibus pereat quoniam ergo Wallica virtus\\nEt Feles nequeant superare haec Monstray fabrilis\\nDextera quid possity quid machina vafra doliq\\nExperiar Dolus y an virtus quis in hoste requiritf^^", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "77\\n15\\nFrom his deep throat the clustring accents broke\\nPrecipitant, and thus aloud he sppke\\nNot open War constrains us here to meet,\\nBut private Theft, impoverishing our State\\nAn Inmate-Guest, and not a foreign foe,\\nExcites our deepest grief, our weightiest woe\\nShall MICE, with petulancy armM, maintain,\\nMaugre our best efforts, their tyrant-reign\\nYe FATHERS whose Degree we all revere,\\nIf to your hearts the Common- weal be dear.\\nLet your sage Counsels yield us some relief,\\nAnd with your helping hands remove our load of grief;\\nThus, while (h) CADWALLADER S bright fame shall\\nlive,\\nSo long to you shall men due honour give,\\nH E said, and raised the scraps of CHEESE in view,\\nUnsightly fragments, of a mouldy hue\\nReliques of theft, and monuments of spoil\\nWith rancrous Rage the CAMBRIAN Bosoms boil\\n17\\nAnd now revenge, and now the love of Praise,\\nDoes in their breasts an emulous ardor raise\\nEach vows the foe shall feel unheard-of pain,\\nAnd MOUSE-TRAPS in Idea fill each brain.\\nBUT one, whose Cunning was diffused by Fame,\\nBeyond the rest, and TAFFY was his name,\\n(Black-smith and Senator, sublime he shone\\nIn each Capacity; his equal none\\nWas ever born in WALES,) to speak begun\\nGreat are the fears which my poor breast assail.\\nLest CHEESE, the glory of our Nation fail\\nThen shall the Plowman his whole supper lose.\\nNor can the Rich their SECOND COURSE produce\\nSince CAMBRIAN valour yields us no relief.\\nNor can our CATS oe rcome the monster thief,\\n1^11 try what this mechanic hand can do.\\nIf guileful Traps will these our Foes subdue\\nAnd when Success an Enemy attends,\\nWho asks if FRAUD, or FORCE obtained his Ends?", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "78\\n18\\nTA LI A jactantem circumstant undiq fixis\\nSaerentes oculisy sperataq; gaudia laeto\\nMurmure certatim testantur, unde salutem\\nPromissam expectent, rogitant, ardentque doceri,\\nIL L E caput scalpenSf (nam multilm scalpere Cambris\\nJExpedit) horrendUm subrisitj 6c ora resolvens\\nTalia verba refert Gumfessus membra quieti\\nHesternd sub node dedij sopor obruit alius\\nLumina, Mus audax sedatus, opinor, odores\\nQuos non concodus pingui exhalavit ab ore\\nCaseus, accessit fu7 tim, compage solutis\\nFaucibus irrepsit, jamque ipsa in viscera lapsus,\\nGrudas ventris opes rapere, hesternamque paravit\\nHeu maU munito furari gutture caenam\\n20\\nExcussus subitd somnis, sub dente Latronem,\\nDum resilire parat, p^^ensi, frustrdque rebellem\\nMordaci vinculo astrinxi Sic carcere Murem,\\nPosse capi instrudus, nova mox ergastula, mecum\\nHaec meditans, statui fabricare, animoque catenas\\nEffinxi tales, mihi quas suggesserat oris\\nGaptivus. Mirum quali regit omnia lege\\nDextra arcana Jo vis Qucim caecis passibus err at\\nG ausarum series Nobis Mus ipse salutem\\nInvitus dedity quos attulit ante dolores\\nToller e jam docuit neve hunc habuisse magistrum\\nVos pudeat, Patres ^^Fas est vel ab Hoste doceri.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "79\\n19\\nI N joyful murmurs, the surrounding throng\\nApplaud the boastful accents of his tongue\\nWith wishful Eyes they beg their promised joys,\\nAnd, ardent, hope their safety from his voice.\\nHE scratched his head, (for to the CAMBRIAN race\\nScratching yields much delight,) with horrid grace\\nHe sneer d, and then wide-gaping, thus he said\\nLast night, when deepest sleep my eyes overspread,\\nAnd wrapt my weary limbs in soft repose,\\nA daring MOUSE, attracted I suppose\\nBy unconcocted CHEESE, in odorous fumes\\nExhaling from my greasy mouth, presumes\\nThro^ my dissevered teeth to steal his way.\\nAnd make the treasure of my guts his prey\\n21\\nWhich quickly would have been the dire event.\\nHad not I, waking, spoiPd his curs d intent\\nShut fast my mouth, to hold the glutton-thief,\\nAnd made our Foe the captive of my teeth\\nStruggling, the Rebel strove to ^scape, in vain\\nTenacious bonds his backward flight restrain.\\nThus when I was by sure experience taught\\nThat MICE might be in artful Prisons caught,\\nMusing thereon, such fetters I design d,\\nAs first the Foe suggested to my mind.\\nO by what mystick law does JOYE^S right hand,\\nWond^rous to thought, the Universe command\\nThro what blind mazes mio-htv causes err\\nA Series, in confusion regular\\nThe MOUSE, unwilling, mollifies our grief,\\nAnd he, who gave the wound, now brings relief\\nNor for the teacher s sake the skill despise,\\n^Tis no disgrace to learn what Foes advise.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "80\\n22\\nHJE C uhi dicta, domum repetit, comitantur euntem\\nPlaudentes populi, atgue henigna lahoribus optant\\nOmina. Turn celeri sua quisque ad limina cursu\\nNuneius it, Laribusque refert, quae munera Taffi\\nIngenio speranda forent dumque ordine narrant\\nOmnia, dumque Deis ut tarda incoepta secundent,\\nVotaferunt, monitae praesago pedore Feles,\\nPlus solito lusere, {si fas credere Famae)\\nSub manibus matrum saliere coagula lactis.\\nInterea TAFFI manibusque animoque vicissim\\nInstat magno operi, Sc Divind Palladis arte\\nMuscipulara aedificat fit machina mira, novaque\\nInduitur vultus specie Tragi-comica moles,\\n24\\nQ TJIN age, si tibi, Musa, vacat, spectacula pandas\\nInfantis fabricae, percurrens singula, totam\\nCompagem expedias. Quadrati lamina ligni\\nSummum imumque tegit Filorum ferreus or do\\nMunit utrumque lotus, parvisque uti Julia columnis\\nStat domus Introitus patet insidiosus, amicum\\nMuribus hospitium ostentans sed desuper horret\\nJanua, perniciem minitans, tenuique Ruina\\nSuspensa est Filo {usque adeb sua stamina Parcae\\nMuribus intexunt, pendent omnia Filo.)\\nIn summo tecti, medidque in parte tabellae,\\nStat lignum, erectum, scisso cum vertice, cui Trabs\\nParvula transversim inseritur, just^que libratas\\nUtrinque extendit palmas, quarum altera quantum\\nDeprimitur, tantUm annexam levat altera Portam.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "81\\n23\\nH E said^ and to his mansion strait repairs\\nTh^ applauding throng accompany with Pray rs,\\nAnd wish good omens may attend his cares.\\nSwift-running then they seek their own abodes,\\nAnd fondly tell before their house-hold Gods,\\nWhat public blessings they expect to gain,\\nFrom some brave work of TAFFY S pregnant brain\\nAnd while they ev ry circumstance repeat,\\nAnd humbly, from the Gods success intreat.\\nThe CATS admonished, with presageful mind,\\nWere more than usually to play incline d,\\nAnd milky curds, (if we may credit Fame,)\\nDancing beneath her hands, amaze d each Dame.\\nMEAX-TIME withhead, and hands, great TAFFY tries\\nTo frame the mighty work, his dire deyice.\\nAt length, he builds a MOUSE-TRAP which was made\\nLike the fame d (i) TROJAX HORSE, by PALLAS aid\\nAppears the TRAGI-COMIC pile in view,\\nA dread Machine, most wonderful and new.\\n25\\nAND thou, my Muse, if time admits Delay,\\nThe infant-fabric trace with swift survey.\\nAnd the whole structure, in each part, display\\nQuadrangular in form, the roof, and floor.\\nOf two flat boards are made plain and secure\\nEach side is guarded with a steely row\\nOf wires, which like to slender columns show,\\nFixM on these slender columns stands the house,\\nTh insidious open entrance shews the MOUSE\\nAn hospitable Inn, but o er his head,\\nThreatning destruction, by a feeble thread\\nA gate suspended, fills the heart with dread\\n(Alike, on MEX and MICE, the Fates attend,\\nTheir Lives, alike, on feeble Threads depend I\\nWhich, when the CRUEL SISTER cuts alike\\n(their Days must end. J\\nAmid the roof, a post is seen to rise.\\nWhich holds a transverse beam, of smaller size.\\nOn either side, its well-pois d arms extend.\\nThe one depress d, the other must ascend,", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "82\\n26\\nInteriore domo, per Teeti exile foramen\\nDemissum pendet ferrum, quod mobile ludit\\nSilc illitcfacili tactu; curvatur in Hamum\\nInfima pars, Escamque tenet Pars altera prendit\\nPerfidiosa trahem extremam, at cUm senserit Hostem\\nLethales gustdsse cibos, mora nulla, solutam\\nDimittit Portam, primumque uldscitur ictum.\\nmS ita dispositiSy pendentem prolines hamum\\nInduit insidijs TAFFI, exitiosaque Muri\\nIpsa Alimenta faoit, sed qud fragrantior esset\\nCaseus, et Murem invitaret longiUs, escam\\nFatalem torret Flammis, vimque addit odori,\\n28\\nJE T jam nox memoranda aderat, cum fessa cubili\\nMembra levans Taffi, juxta pulvinar amicum\\nMuscipulam statuit, fidoque satellite tutus\\nIndulsit facili somno. Gens improba. Mures\\nLascivi intered exiliunt, nodisque silentis\\nPraesidio confisi errant tum naribus acer\\nMus quidam, dux eximius, Dijs natus iniquis,\\nCastra inimica petit, quo grato flamine tostus\\nCaseus allexit. Venienti prima resistunt\\nClathra, aditumque negant sed turpem ferre repulsam\\nllle indignatus, mwiimina ferrea cireum\\nCursitat et crispat nasum, introitumque sagaci\\nExplorat barbd jamque irremeabile Limen\\nIngressus, Votique potens, tristem arripit escam\\nExitiumque vorat laetus, potiturque ruind.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "83\\n27\\nAnd mounting, raise the Gate thereto annexed\\nIn a small ope^ning of the roof, is fix^d\\nA pendent wire, which readily obeys\\nThe facil touch, and this, or that way, plays\\nWithin the house, bent to a hook by art,\\nTo hold the bait, appears its lower part.\\nThe other End, perfidious, holds the Beam,\\nWhere on the roof descends its arm extreme\\nBut when it feels the Foe has seized the bait,\\nDown drops, without delay, the loosen d gate,\\nThe first assault avenging with his Fate.\\nWith CHEESE, now TAFFY arms the pendent steel\\nAnd his Foes Death, does in their food conceal,\\nTo which, that more it might inflame desire,\\nHe adds new fragrance by the force of fire.\\n29\\nAND now the memorable night roll d on\\nTAFFY to ease his weary limbs lay down,\\nHis friendly guardian TRAP was near him place d,\\nWhile with soft slumber he his labours easeM.\\nMean-time, confiding to the silent gloom.\\nThe MICE, lascivious, range around the room\\nTheir leader, born beneath some luckless Star,\\nHad smelt the flavour of the CHEESE from far\\nQuick, to the fatal Trap he makes his way.\\nAnd storms its pillared sides to gain the prey\\nIn vain his strongest efforts they oppose j\\nRepuls d, indignant, round the grates he goes, V\\nAnd with sagacious beard, and wrinkling nose J\\nExploring, finds and passes thro the Gate,\\nIrremeable, his bane, the direful bait\\nHe seiz d, and joyful, feasted on his Fate.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "84\\n30\\nT A F F I exaudito strepitu^ quern pendula porta\\nLapsa dedit, cubito erigitur, thalamoque triumphans\\nExilit, impatiens discendi quis novus Hospes\\nVenerat Interect furit intUs Ridiculus Mus,\\nEtf route et pedibus pugnat, jamque intervallis\\nClathrorum caput impingit, Ferrumque fatigat\\nDentibus insanis. Sic olim in Retia Marsus\\nActus Aper^fremit horrendus, sinuosaque quassat\\nVincula, ludibrium Catulis, diffusa per Armos\\nIt spumay arrectaeque rigent in pectore setae\\nP S TERA Lux oritur, decurrunt montibus altis\\nPraecipites Cambri, nam cunctas venit ad aures\\n32\\nRes nova quippe Asinus, solitd gravitate remissdj\\nEt jam pigritiae oblitus, lascivior Hoedo,\\nAscendit Montem, qud Cambrum, dissonus ore,\\nPraeconem simulans, ter rauco gutture rudens,\\nTe celebrat TAFFI, ter publica narrat amicis\\nGaudia. Bubo etiam (Cambrorum dictus ab illo\\nTempore Legatus) per compita ubique, per urbes\\nTotd Nocte errans, rostrum ferale fenestris\\nStridulus impegit, cecinitque instantia Muri\\nFunera, Parturiunt Montes atque agmine denso\\nPenbrocliioe muUus ruit incola, Merviniaeque,", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "85\\n31\\nDOWN from the hook, Lo the port-cullice falls\\nWhose clangor from his slumber TAFFY calls,\\nTAFFY, triumphant, wild with hasty joy,\\nLeaps from the bed to see his welcom prey,\\nWho now imprisoned, fights with teeth, and nails,\\nNow madly, with his head, the grates assails\\nAnd from the foe that once disturbed the house,\\nIs now become a most RIDIC LOUS MOUSE.\\nThus, (if great things with mean we may compare)\\nA (I) MARSYAN Boar, compelFd into the Snare,\\nHis stiffening bristles rears his bosom boils\\nWith horrid rage, he shakes th entangling toiles\\nFurious, he throws the whitenM foam around,\\nThe Forests, echoing to his grunts, resound\\nFearless, the Dogs around their prey resort.\\nAnd what was late their dread, is now their sport.\\nFROM lofty mountains, with the rising day.\\nPrecipitant, the CAMBRIANS urge their way\\n33\\nFor to each ear the pleasing news had flown.\\nHis wonted gravity the Ass laid down\\nNow, nimbly-frisking, like a youthful Goat,\\nHe mounts a Hill and with discordant note,\\nHoarse, like a CAMBRIAN Cryer, thrice he brays\\nThrice mentions TAFFY^S name with grateful praise:\\nThrice to his Friends proclaims the public joys.\\nThe Owl, likewise (from that important hour\\nInstyle d the CAMBRIAN AMBASSADOUR)\\nWandering about all night, with shrilling cries.\\nTo ev ry Town, thro ev ry Street he flies\\nClanging, he beats the Windows of each house.\\nAnd sings th approaching fun ral of the MOUSE.\\nThe Mountains teem and thickening oe r the plains,\\nFrom (m) Pembroke, and (n) Mervinia rush the Swains", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "86\\n34\\nQuique tenent Bonium Mariduni moenia vote\\nInclyta Merlino; veniunt foecunda Glamorgan\\nQuos ality Vagae potor^ rigidusque colonus\\nGomerici Montis. Turn, circumstante corondy\\nIlludit capto TAFFI, iratumque laeessenSy\\nNequicquam luderis, {ait) damnaberis Arae\\nVictima prima meae^ memorique haec liraina tinges\\nSanguine Spes nulla est retro fugientibus obstans,\\nNon exorandi Pastes Dabis improbej Paenas\\nPro meritisj Vitamque simul cum Carcere linques.\\nVI X ea fatus erat, cum ludicra Felis aprico\\nCulmine desilijt Tectiy quo saepe solebat,\\nCruribus extensiSy molli languescere luxu.\\n36\\nAspicit instantem Captivus, erigit aures,\\nGibbosoque riget TergOy nee limen apertum\\nJam tentare audety sed in ipso Carcere solam\\nSpem Libertatis ponens, sua vincula prensat\\nTJnguibus hamatisy pedibusque tenadbus haeret.\\nExGutitur tamen Felis rapidissima praedae\\nInvolat, frustrd luctantem evader e saevo\\nImplicat amplexUy crudeliaque oscula jigit.\\nNulla datur requies agili sinuamine caudae\\nGaudia testatur Victrixy flexile Corpus\\nLascivo versans saltUy modb corpore prono\\nAttent^ invigilat Muri, modd coUoj benignis\\nUnguiculis leviter palpans, mentitur amorem", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "87\\n35\\nThose who inhabit BANGOR swell the throng\\nThe Crowd, from (o) MARIDUNUM rolls along;\\nA City fameM through-out the peopled Earth,\\nProphetic MERLIN, thence derive d his birth\\n(p) GLAMORGAN S well-fed Sons in order came,\\nAnd those who drink of (q) VAGA S winding stream\\nAnd they whose ploughs divide (r) MONTGOMERY S Soil,\\nA rugged race, inure d to care, and toil.\\nTh incircling Crowd, well-pleas d, on TAFFY waits,\\nWhile mirthful, He, his Captive irritates\\nCondemned to bleed, thy struggling proves but vain.\\nThou, the first Victim, shall my Altar stain;\\nInexorable grates thy flight restrain\\nMischievous wretch receive thy righteous doom\\nDepart thy Prison but possess thy Tomb\\nTHESE, his last words, the playful CAT attends,\\nAnd from the warm house-top, in haste descends\\nWhere, with extended legs, in times of peace,\\nShe use d to languish in luxurious ease.\\n37\\nThe Captive saw his dreadful foe appear,\\nAnd soon, with stiffening ears, confess d his fear\\nWith back up-heav d, he fain would shrink from Fate,\\nYet, coward, dares not fly, but shuns the open gate\\nUnwilling from his Prison to be free.\\nIn that, alone, his hopes of Liberty\\nAre place d his bonds he labours to retain,\\nWith claws tenacious clinging to his chain\\nSuperior force forbids his longer stay\\nWith swiftest speed the CAT invades her prey\\nWith cruel kisses She her foe persue d.\\nStruggling, in vain, her savage grasp t elude\\nThe Conqueror, now impatient of delay.\\nSwift writhes her twirling tail to shew her joy;\\nThen rolls her body in lascivious play\\nNow, couchant, sees the hapless Prisoner move\\nThen, lightly pats his neck, and acts a treachr ous love", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "88\\n38\\nDum lacerare parat varid sic arte jocosam\\nBarbariem exercet, lepiddque tyrannide ludit.\\nA T nugis tandem defessa^ nee ampliUs Iram\\nDissimulans, acuit Denies, more Leonis\\nImpasti, incumbit praedae Jam pedore ab imo\\nMurmuraty tremulos artuSy sanguine sparsa\\nViscera dilaniat. Plebs circumfusa cruorem\\nInvisum aspiciens, laetis damoribus implent\\nJEthera clamoresque Edio, Cambrae incola terrae\\nLaeta refert resonant Plinlimmonis ardua moles,\\nEt Brechin Sc Snowdon; vicina ad sidera fertur\\nPlausuSy ingenti strepit Offae Fossa tumultu\\n40\\nTu, TAFFI aeternum vives tua munera Cambri\\nNunc etiam celebrant, quotiesque revohitur annus\\nTe memorant Patrium Gens grata tuetur Honorem\\nFestivoque ornat redolentia Tempora Porro.\\nFINIS.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "89\\n39\\nJocosely bar brous, thus, with various art,\\nShe plays, with cruel mirth, a Tyrant s part.\\nA T length, grown weary of this trifling play,\\nShe grinds her teeth, and gives her Fury way\\nThe Ijion, thus, his hunger to asswage.\\nIncumbent o er the prey, exerts his rage\\nInly she growls, her pleasure to attest,\\nWith mangling teeth she tears his trembling breast,\\nHis blood be-sprinkled bowels crown her feast.\\nThe numerous throng, that round about her stood,\\nSoon as they saw the foe s most odious blood\\nWith joyful clamours, fill th ethereal Kound,\\nECHO, inhabitant of CAMBRIAN Ground,\\nIn ev ry place repeats the joyful sound\\n(s) BEECHIN, and (t) SNOWDEN, feel the splutter-\\n(ing voice;\\nAnd vast {u) PLINLIMMON S Rocks remurmur to the\\n(noise\\nTheir loud Applauses wound the neighboring skies,\\nAnd (w) OFFA S distant DYKE the shouts replies.\\n41\\nTHOU, TAFFY, shalt enjoy an endless state\\nThy Gifts, ev n now, the CAMBRIANS celebrate\\nMindful of Thee, with each revolving Year,\\nThy patriot name they joyfully revere\\nGrateful, they guard their national renown,\\nAnd redolent with (x) LEEK their Temples crown.\\nThe END.\\nNotes", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "(42)\\nNotes to the foregoing Piece.\\nniHE Battle {a) of the CAMBRIANS and MICE.)\\nJi The Original KAMBROMYOMACHIA, is an I-\\nmitation of BATRACHOMYAMACHIA, or The\\nBattle of the Frogs and Mice, mentioned in the Preface\\nfrom whence the Greek Motto in the Title-page is taken,\\nby which it Appears, that the Trap which hath proved so\\nfatal to Miee, was known to Homer Yet the Invention\\nof that destructive Machine, does not belong to his Country-\\nMen the Greeks, but to the Cambrians if we may credit\\nthe Author of the Muscipula, who asserts, that his Design\\ntherein, was not to derogate from their Honour, but to vin-\\ndicate that Dignity which justly belongs to their /amoits Na-\\ntion. He acknowledges, (in his Dedication of the Piece,\\nto Robert Lloyd Esq;) That the famous Actions of his\\nCountry-Men, would better have furnish d sublime Images\\nfor an Epic Poem, than Materials for this ludicrous Per-\\nformance yet that the glorious Atchievements of the Cam-\\nbrians, were not only unsuitable to a jocose Muse but\\nthat even the Latin Language, was unequal to so noble a\\nSubject, and it would have been unjust, to have described\\ntheir gallant Deeds in any other Language, than that, which\\nwas spoken by the Heroes who performed them.\\nHis only excuse, (since some People may fancy that He\\nstands in Need of an Excuse,) is, That he wrote his Poem\\nto celebrate the very great Antiquity of the Cambrians.\\nGreece, (says he) hath long since robbed many Nations\\nof their Honour, and arrogantly assumed their Inventions\\nfor her own From the Chaldeans, she stole her Astro-\\nnomy From the Phaenicians, Letters and even their\\nJove from the Cretans But not contented with these Acqui-\\nsitions,", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "91\\n(43)\\nsitions, she resolved to consummate her yet imperfect Glory,\\nby adding the Mouse-Trap to her inventions. And now\\nwhat Briton can suppress his Choler when he is told, that\\nHomer (whose Writings are not, as ^tis thought, more than\\nthree thousand Years old) ascribes this stupendous Machine\\nto a Modern Artificer, which derives its Original from a far\\nmore Antient Artist, and from the Ingenuity of the Welsh-\\nMen,\\nHe therefore, thought it absolutely necessary, to defend the\\nFame of Wales^ lest the Greeks might seem to emulate the\\nCambrians in Antiquity or Home/^s Engineer, deprive their\\nTaffy, of his just Reputation.\\nI have translated this Account of the Muscipula, for the\\nSatisfaction of the Curious and to assure the Censorious, on\\nthe Word of my Author, That what they mistake for Satyr\\nwas intended for a Panegyric, on the Antiquity of the Cam-\\nbrians, and their Skill in Mechanic Arts.\\n(b) Smyntheus,) A Title of Phoebus, or Apollo, the fa-\\nbled God of Poetry, given to Him by Homer, and other Po-\\nets. He was worshiped under that Name, at Tenedos, and\\nChrysa, near Troy, in a Temple, wherein his Statue was\\nplaced, having a Mouse at his Feet The Reason where-\\nof was this, according to Callinous an antient elesriac Poet\\nA Colony from Crete, going to Troas, received an Oracle\\nfrom Apollo, ordering them to settle in the Place, where the\\nChildren of the Earth should attack them and one Xight,\\nan infinite Number of Pats and 3Iice gnawed to Pieces all\\ntheir Bucklers and other Leathern Utensils and this they\\ntook for an Accomplishment of the Oracle. Madame Pa-\\ncier s Note on the Word in Horn. II. 1.\\nIt may be supposed that Apollo destroyed these Pats and\\nMice, for Smyntheus, according to Eustathius, seems to be\\nderived from cr/juvOo^; a Mouse, q. d. ijlvokXovO i. e. the\\nMouse-killer; which shews the propriety of the Epithet in\\nthis Place.\\n(c) Cambria,) Wales, so called from Camber King of that\\nCountry the Son of Brutus who built london, and called\\nit Troja-nova or new Troy, in Remembrance of old Troy;\\nfrom", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "92\\n(44)\\nfrom whence his Grand-father eas came: He died 1139\\nYears before Christ. Milt. Hist. Engl,\\n(d) Pindus,) A Mountain, dedicated to Apollo and the\\nMuses supposed to be the Residence of the former, lying\\nin Epirus in Greece now called Lower Albany y a Sea Pro-\\nvince under the Turks.\\n(e) When mighty Julius, by his dreadful Sword,\\nCompeWd the conquer ^d Globe to call him Lord;\\nWhile their poor Neighbor Britons were subdued\\nThe Cambrians, did his potent Arms elude, c.\\nIt may be thought that this Julius, whose Conquests are\\nsaid to be so Extensive, was Julius Caesar But though he\\nmade two Expeditions into Britain, about 53 Years before\\nChrist, yet the Glory, rather than the Dominion of Rome\\nwas encreased thereby for notwithstanding his own Account\\nof them, several Writers speak very doubtfully of his British\\nVictories, and that in plain Terms, He was driven from the\\nIsland as Lucan, in this noted Verse\\nTerrita quaesitis ostendit arma Britannis.\\nFled from the Britains, whom his Arms had fought.\\nHorace, in a Compliment to Augustus says, The Britains were\\nat that time untouched\\nIntactus aut Britannus ut descenderet.\\nSacra catenatus vid.\\nOr Britains yet untouched, in Chains shall come,\\nTo grace his Triumphs, thro the Streets of Rome.\\nAnd Tacitus, a grave Historian, says, That Julius Caesar\\ndid not conquer Britain, but only shewed it to the Ro-\\nmans. So that our Julius, must be Agricola who in the\\nTime of Domitian, about 80 Years after Christ, subdued al-\\nmost the whole British Nation and among others, many of\\nthe Cambrians inhabiting Herefordshire the rest fled into\\nthe Mountains and preserved themselves. The Words\\nOrbe Subacto, must be read with Allowance for the Poetic\\nLicense of putting the Whole for a Part. Eachard. Milton,\\nCambden.\\nTedious", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "93\\nTedious Pedigrees they boast.\\nTheir antique Tongue, and Freedom never lost.\\nAs the Cambrians are said to be the true Britains unmix d\\nwith other People, their Families, and Language, are\\ndoubtless very antient. They remained uneonquered by\\nthe Romans Tacitus, and Pliny, say they were a hardy,\\nstout, warlike People; averse to Servitude, of great Bold-\\nness, and Resolution called by the Romans Obstinacy, and\\nStubbornness, not to be won by Threats or Kindness.\\nAfter the Romans had abandoned Britain, and withdrawn\\ntheir Forces the other Britons, were miserably harrassed\\nby the Saxons, but the Cambrians were secure, and free a-\\nmong their prodigious Rocks and confiding as well in\\ntheir Strength and Courage, as in the Roughness and Sci-\\ntuation of their Country, which may seem, in a manner, as\\nif Nature had designM it for Ambuscades, and prolonging\\nof War they resisted all their Enemies, and preserved their\\nLiberty ^till the reign of Edw. I, when, (as he writes it of\\nhimself) the Kingdom of Wales was subjected to him But\\nin the next Age, nothing could induce them to endure this\\nServitude, nor could they be reconciled to the English Gov-\\nernment, ^till Hen. VII, descended from the Welsh, was\\nfavourable and easy to them and Hen. VIII, admitted\\nthem to the same Laws, and Liberties with the English;\\nsince that, and some Time before, the Kings of England,\\nhave found them of untainted Loyalty, and Obedience.\\nMilt. Camd.\\n{g) Where now St. David s does her Fate deplore.\\nAn empty Name; her Prelates are no more,\\nHalf-buried sinks her City on the Shore.\\nSt. David s lies in the more Westerly Parts of Pembroke-\\nshire, on a Promontory, extended far into the Irish Sea. W,\\nRufus, seeing Ireland from hence, said He could easily make\\na Bridge of Ships, whereby he might pass from Kingdom to\\nKingdom. Dewi, a most religious Bishop, translated the\\nArchiepiscopal Seat from Kaer-Leion hither which from\\nhim was afterwards calPd Ty Dewi, i. e. David s House,\\nAnd", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "94\\n(46)\\nAnd by the Moderns, St. Davids, It had its Archbishops for\\na long Time, but the Plague raging very much here, the Pall\\nwas translated to Doll in Little-Britain, which was the End of\\nthis Archiepiscopal Dignity The Britains in Latter Times,\\nto regain it, commenced an Action against the A. B. of Can-\\nterbury, Metropolitan of Efngland and Wales, but were cast.\\nWhat kind of City it was formerly, is hard to guess, seeing\\nit has been frequently spoil d by the Danes, Norwegians and\\nother Py rates at present it is a very mean Place. Camd,\\nMr. JEd, Lhywd. Heyl.\\n(h) While Cadwallader s bright Name shall live.\\nCadwallader is said to have been the last King of the Bri-\\ntains, who having been thrown out by Faction, returned from\\nBanishment, and invaded Kentwin the West Saxon-, who had\\nchased the Welch Britains, as is chronicled, tho without Cir-\\ncumstance, to the very Sea Shore, about the Year 683 he\\nproved victorious, then conquering the Isle of Wight, he gave\\nthe fourth Part of it to pious Uses and being warned (as he\\nthought) by an Angel, to go to Rome, he went thither; was\\nbaptized by Pope Sergius, and called Peter; he put on a\\nreligious Habit, died 5 Weeks after his Baptism, in the\\nThirtieth Year of his Age, and was buried in St. Peter s\\nChurch His Successors were no longer called Kings of Bri-\\ntain, but Kings, or Princes of Wales. This Account of\\nCadwallader is collected from Heylin s Cosm. and Baker s\\nChron. But Milton says, that He, whom the Britains will\\nhave to be Cadwallader, their last King, was Kedwalla a\\nSaxon of the Royal Line, and Samme s in his B^^itannia, says,\\nThat the Britons, mistaken by Similitude of Name, ascribe\\nthe Actions of the one to the other. But the British King\\nKedwalla, or Kadivallon, was, perhaps, the famous Cadioalla-\\nder, who with a great Army of Britains, joyning Penda, the\\nMercian; destroyed Edwin, the greatest King of all the Sax-\\nons, and a Christian, in Battle and broke the Monarchy of\\nthe Northumbrians, which was chief in Britain. Cadwallon\\nwas a Christian, and Penda a Pagan but the Christian King,\\nis said (hy Milton) to be more bloody than the Heathen; for he\\nthreatened", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "95\\n(47)\\nthreatened to root out the whole Nation, tho then newly\\nChristian, and omitting nothing of barbarous Cruelty in the\\nSlaughter of Sex or Age, ravaged the Province at his Pleas-\\nure, till at last, he was cut off by Oswald (Brother to Eanfrid,\\nwho being of the Royal Line, had been banished to Scotland\\nby Edwin and learned the Christian Religion there,) with a\\nsmall Christian Army and He, and his boasted invincible\\nForces, were destroyed at a Place calPd Seavenfield or Hat-\\nfield in Yorhshire, near the antient Roman Wall. A. D, 634.\\nCamd. MilL\\nAt length he builds a Mouse-Trap which was made,\\nLike thefame^d Trojan Horse by Pallas Aid.\\nPallas, was the Heathen Goddess of Arts and Sciences,\\nThe Original, exactly translated, would be At length he\\nbuilds a Mouse-Trap, by the Divine Art of Pallas But as\\nthe Author has made Use of VirgiVs Words, wherein he men-\\ntions the building of the Horse, which proved so fatal to the\\nTrojans the Translator presumed that it would appear more\\nludicrous to make the Simile, which is not injurious to the\\nAuthor^s Sense, who without doubt, had that famous Machine\\nin View, when he applied VirgiVs Expression on that Sub-\\nject, to his Mouse-Trap,\\n(k) Alike, on Men and Mice, the Fates attend,\\nTheir Lives, alike, on feeble Threads depend\\nWhich, when the Cruel Sister cuts, alike their Days j\\nmust end. J\\nThe Parcae, or Fates, according to Ovid in the Story of\\nMeleager, pronounce the Fate of every one that is born they\\nwere supposed to be three Sisters, their Names Clotho, Lachesis,\\nand Atropos. To them was intrusted the Thread of Life\\nClotho, draws the Thread between her Fingers Lachesis,\\nturns the Wheel and Atropos, the most fatal of the Three,\\ncuts the Thread which is spun, with a pair of Sheers. Serv,\\nin Virg. .Mfi. I.\\n(I) A Marsyan Boar compelled into the Snare.)\\nMarsya", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "96\\n(48)\\nMarsya, a Part of old Italy, was famous for having a Breed\\nof wild Boars, of a vast Size, and great Fierceness The\\nHunters, with their Dogs, drove thera into the Toiles which\\nthey spread for them and when they were intangled in the\\nNets, destroyed them.\\n(m) Pembroke,) The chief Town of Pembrokeshire, the most\\npleasant County of all Wales. It is one direct Street, on a\\nnarrow Point of Land, all Kock close to the Walls, on both\\nSides, ebbs and flows a forked Arm of Milfordhaven, which\\ncontains sixteen Creeks, five Bays, thirteen Roads, and is the\\nmost spacious and secure Harbour in Europe. Heyl. and\\nAdd. to Camden,\\n(n) Mervinia,) Meirionydhshire, in North Wales of which\\nGiraldus Cambrensis, quoted by Camden p. 655, saith, That\\nit is the roughest and most unpleasant County of all Wales,\\nFor the Hills are extraordinary high, and yet very narrow,\\nand terminating in sharp Peaks; nor are they thin scattered,\\nbut placed very close and so even in height, that the Shep-\\nherds frequently converse from the Tops of them, who yet\\nin case they should wrangle, and appoint a Meeting, can\\nscarce come together from Morning till Night. But in\\nthe Add. to Camden, p. 657, G lraldus is confuted.\\nBangor, in the Original, Bonium according to Camd,\\nit lies in Flintshire, an eminent City in the Time of Antoni-\\nnus, and afterwards a famous Monastery, in which saith Bede,\\nThere were so many Monks, that when they were divided\\ninto seven Parts, having each their distinct Ruler appointed\\nthem every one of those particular Societies, consisted of\\nthree hundred Men at least, who all lived by the Labour\\nof their own Hands. Britan. 556.\\n(o) Maridunum,) Caer-mardhin, is so called by Ptolemy,\\nthe chief Town in West- Wales here Merlin was born, said\\nto be the son of an Incubus, (or Devil who deluded his\\nMother in human Shape) who has the Reputation of an\\neminent Prophet, among the Vulgar. Ninnius mentions\\nhim", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "97\\n(49)\\nhim first, but says, that Merlin confessed to King Vortigerrij\\nthat his Father was a Roman, which his Mother was afraid to\\nown, lest she should be put to Death for it. All the Monkish\\nWriters who mention him, call him either a Prophet, or\\nMagician they relate Wonders of him, and have preserved\\nmany Prophesies, pretended to be his But H. Lhwyd, a judi-\\ncious Author, says, he was a Man of extraordinary Learn-\\ning, and Prudence; and that for some Skill in the Mathe-\\nmaticks, many Fables were invented of him by the Vulgar,\\nwhich being afterwards put in Writing, were handed down\\nto Posterity. Camd. p. 622, and the Add. to him. Merlin\\nflourished, A. D. 480.\\n(p) Glamorgan s well-fed Sons in order came.) The Origi-\\nnal is Veniunt foecunda Glamorgan quos alit, They\\ncame, whom fruitful Glamorgan nourishes. Glamorgan-\\nshire, is washM by the Severn Sea, on the South on the North\\nit is very rugged with Mountains, which inclining towards\\nthe South, become by Degrees more tillable, and spread into\\na spacious Plain, open to the South Sun, which is exceeding\\npleasant, for the Fertility of its Soil, and the Number of\\nTowns and Villages there. Camd,\\n(q) And those who drink of Vaga s winding Stream.)\\nVaga, the River Wye runs Southward from Monmouth,\\nwith many Windings and Turnings, (says Camd. p. 596.)\\nwhich may justify the Epithet, winding, in English, though\\nit is not expressed in the Latin unless the Name Vaga, im-\\nports its winding Course. It s now the Limit between Glou-\\ncestershire and Monmouthshire, but was formerly the Boundary\\nbetween the Welsh and English, near Chepstow it falls into\\nthe Severn Sea.\\n(r) Whose Ploughs divide Montgomery s Soil,\\nA rugged Race enured to Care and Toil.\\nIn the Latin, rigidusq Colonus Goraerici Montis. Mont-\\ngomery, tho it be a mountainous, yet is it in general a ve-\\nry fertile Country having fruitful Vales, as well for Pas-\\nture,", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "98\\n(50)\\nture, as arable Land. Camd. The Inhabitants, are an in-\\ndustrious and laborious People.\\n(s) Brechin.) This seems to be a Mountain, but I find\\nnone of the Name in Camd. He says that Brecknock, the\\nChief Town of the Shire, derives its Name from Prince\\nBrechanius, of whom Giraldus gives this remarkable Ac-\\ncount, That he had 24 Daughters, and that they were all\\nSaints. Two Miles to the East of Brecknock, is a large\\nLake, which Giraldus calls Clamosum, from the terrible\\nNoice it makes like a Clap of Thunder, at the Cracking of\\nthe Ice. It was this Lake, perhaps, that resounded the\\nShouts of the Victors.\\n{t) Snowdon.) The Mountains of this Name lie in Caer-\\nnarvonshirey Camd. calls them the British Alps. They are\\nvastly high, and no less inaccessible than the Alps themselves;\\nand do all of them, encompass one Hill, which far exceeding\\nall the rest in height, seems, I shall not say to threaten the\\nSky, but even to thrust its Head into it. Camd. p. 663.\\nSuch as have not seen Mountains of this kind, are not able to\\nframe any Idea of them, from the Hills of lower Countreys\\nFor whereas such Hills are but single Heights, or Stories;\\nthese are heap d upon one another; so that having climbed\\nup one Hill, we come to a Valley, and most commonly to a\\nLake, and passing by that, we ascend another, and sometimes\\na Third and Fourth, before we arrive at its highest Peaks.\\nAdd. to Camd. 667. The Height of Snowdon, measur d ex-\\nactly by Mr. Adams, is 1247 Yards. Derh. Astro. TheoL\\n(u) And vast Plinlimmon s Rocks remurmur to the Sound.)\\nPlinlimmon rises to a great Height, and on that Side where\\nit limits Montgomeryshire, sends out the River Severn next\\nto Thames the most noted River of Britain It takes its\\nName, according to the Monkish Writers, from Sahra, who\\nwas thrown into it by Guendoler, Daughter of Corineus\\nDuke of Cornwal; Her Story may be found in a wretched\\nPlay, called Locrine; falsely attributed to Shakespeare.)\\nRemurmur", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "99\\n(51)\\nRemurmur to the Sound.) The Word Remurmur, is fre-\\nquently used by Mr. Dryden and by Mr. Pope, in these fine\\nLines, describing the Noise of an Army in their March.\\nMurmuring they move, as when old Ocean roars,\\nAnd heaves huge Surges to the trembling Shores,\\nAnd groaning Banks, are burst with bellowing Sound,\\nThe Rocks remurmur, and the Deeps rebound.\\nII. 2d. 249, c.\\n{w) Offa s Dyke.) Ofa, the Eleventh King of the Mer-\\ncians, was the most valiant and powerful of all the English\\nSaxons he proved victorious in many Battles but in the\\nYear 776, all the Britains both of N. and S. Wales, joyning\\ntogether, invaded the Kingdom of Mercia and made terrible\\nDevastation in many Parts of the Country, wasting all with\\nFire and Sword Whereupon Offa was constrained to make\\na Peace with the other Saxon Kings and to turn all his\\nForces against the Welsh, who, unable to resist so great a\\nPower, were obliged to abandon all the plain Country, be-\\ntween Wye and Severn, and retire to the Mountainous Parts,\\nupon which Advantage, Ofa immediately seized all the plain\\nCountry, planted it with Saxon inhabitants, annexed it to his\\nown Kingdom, and caused a Ditch, or Intrenchment, to be\\nmade from Sea to Sea between his Kingdom, and Wales, to\\ndefend his Country from future Invasion. Ech. p. 28. This\\nDyke extended from the Mouth of Dee, to that of the River\\nWye, for the Space of about 90 Miles many Parts of it are\\nstill to be seen. Joan. Salibur, in Polyerat. writes, that\\nHarold established a Law, that whatever Welsh-Man should\\nbe found arm d, on this Side the Limit he had set them, to\\nwit, Offals Dyke, his right Hand should be cut off by the\\nKing^s Officers. Camd. p. 585. The Author of the Addition\\nto Camd. says, that this Limit was not well maintained by\\nthe English for the antient British Customs, and Names of\\nMen, and Places, remain still, for some Space on the English\\nSide, almost the whole Length of it. p. 587.\\n(x) With Leeks their Temples Crown.) It is said, That\\nthe Custom of wearing Leeks on St. David s Day, had this\\nOriginal", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "100\\n(52)\\nOriginal The Welsh gained a great Victory on that Day\\nthe Battle was fought near a Place where many Leeks grew,\\nwhich they pulFd up, and wore in their Monmouth Caps, to\\ndistinguish themselves from others, and they continue to wear\\nthem on that Anniversary, as an honourable Badge of their\\nBravery.\\nWhether the first of March was consecrated to the Me-\\nmory of Dewy, or St. David, in the Note (g) who is thought\\nto have suffered Martyrdom on that Day, or to David, the\\nGeneral in this Battle, I shall not determine, but leave it to\\nthe Criticks.\\nIt may, in the Opinion of some Readers, who are unac-\\nquainted with the different Structure of Latin and English\\nVerse, be thought a Fault in this Translation, that it con-\\ntains more Lines than the Original; For their Satisfaction\\nherein, I quote the following Passage, from the last jS^ote,\\non the 23d Book of Mr. Pope s Odyssey, with a little neces-\\nsary Variation.\\nMr. Broome, the Author of that ISTote, having observed that\\nthere are but few Lines more in the Translation of the 23d\\nBook, than in Homer, proceeds thus, I speak it not as if\\nthis were a Beauty, it may as well be a Fault Our He-\\nroic Verse consists but of Ten Syllables, the Latin of Fif-\\nteen as in this Verse, Monticolam Britoneia qui primus\\nvincula Muri. We therefore write w^ith the Disadvantage\\nof Five Syllables which makes it generally impossible to\\ncomprehend the Sense of One Line in the Original, within\\nthe Compass of One Line in a Translation, with any tolei\\nable Beauty but in some Parts where the Subject seemed\\nto hang heavy, this has been attempted with what Suc-\\ncess must be left to the judicious Reader. From hence\\nit appears, that Two Lines of the Latin, contain as many\\nSyllables as Three in English Verse; which will, I hope, jus-\\ntify me on this Account.", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "NOTES ON MUSCIPULA.\\n(1). Benedict Leonard Calvert, son of Benedict Leonard, Fourth Lord\\nBaltimore, and Lady Charlotte Lee, his wife, and brother of Charles, Fifth\\nLord Baltimore, was governor of Maryland from 1727 to his death in 1732.\\nHe was a great-grandson of Cecil Calvert, Second Lord Baltimore and First\\nLord Proprietary, and succeeded Charles Calvert, who was a kinsman.\\n(2). Edward Holdsworth was born in Hampshire, England, in 1684 and\\ndied in Warwickshire in 1746. He was a distinguished Latin poet and clas-\\nsical scholar and travelled much in Italy. He spent the greater part of his\\nlife as private tutor in the families of the wealthy gentlemen. His poem\\nMuscipula, first appeared in 1709. It was very popular, and was trans-\\nlated into English ten times during the eighteenth century. He was a\\nnoted student of Vergil. The Dictionary of National Biography contains\\na full sketch of him.\\n(3). On October 10, 1727, Governor Calvert opened the fourth session\\nof the General Assembly, begun on October 6, 1725, with a speech in which\\nhe called attention to the death of George the First and the succession of\\nGeorge Second, to whom he recommends an address be sent from the\\nMaryland Assembly. The Governor thanks the people, through their\\nrepresentatives, for their kind reception of him and promises to show a\\nperpetual attachment to your Interest. He recommends 1st, that true\\nReligious Worship and the Vertues becoming the Profession of Christian-\\nity be established, 2nd, that some method be found to render the Staple\\ntobacco more beneficial. The British complain that it is shipped too late\\nin the year, and that Slavery is imposed on the Sailors by being obliged\\nto Role it from far to the Waterside. The ships suflTer from the worm,\\nthe sailors lose strength and the ships arrive in England in tempestuous\\nseason. Leaky ships and bad weather damage tobacco. 3rd, A reenact-\\nment of the Assize Law (which has expired) is needed to save witnesses\\nand jurymen from the need of attendance at the Provincial Court by per-\\nmitting certain cases to be tried at the County seats. 4th, The law regu-\\nlating taverns should be continued. 5th, The commsssioners who had the\\nold records copied should be thanked, the copies kept in a different place\\nfrom the originals, so as to avoid danger from fire, and the Assembly Jour-\\nnals should be transcribed into large and Strong Books. Harmony of\\naction is urged. The Lord Proprietary Neither desires the destruction\\nof your Liberty nor of his own prerogative. To me he gave this just Rule\\n101", "height": "4397", "width": "2570", "jp2-path": "earlymarylandpoe00stei_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "102\\nfor my Administration that Prerogative and Privilege should have each\\ntheir due.\\n(4). Our staple, of course, is tobacco.\\n(5). It has not seemed within the province of this reprint to add notes\\nexplaining all the allusions and quotations found in the poem and notes.\\nOn the last line of page 32 of the Latin text, Penbrochioe should probably\\nread Penbrochiae. In the translator s notes, the pagination, but not the\\nlineatioD, of the original has been preserved. The Greek quotation referred\\nto on page 42 cannot be identified, as we have not the title page. The\\ndedication to Kobert Lloyd, referred to on the same page, was not repro-\\nduced in the Annapolis edition. On page 43, Smyntheus should be Smin-\\ntheus, Calhnous should be Callinus, and ixvokXovQ, fivoKT6vos. 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