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FOR THE CAMBRIAN.

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FOR THE CAMBRIAN. BONAPARTE'S FALL-A PARODY PROM GRAY. 'Twos on a lofty vase's side." GA A V. 'TWAS on a iow-built gun-boat's side, That rode on Boulogne's swelling tide, Secure from hostile blow, The enemy of human kind, The haughty Chief of France reclin'd, Gaz'd on his pageant show. At times his eager eves he lifts T'wards happy Albion's sea-girt cliffy With many an ardent hope: -He tinnks on London's lofty tow'rs, Her countless wealth, her varied stores, And gives his fancy scope. What boots it," cries he, that thy coast IK guarded by a native Host, "tVhose hands and" hearts too join; Soon shall my throng'd Armada pour Its num'rous hordes upon thy shore, And conquest shall be mine. In dreams I've seen thee at my feet, The vision now is near complete, "To meet thy Lord prepare Lo Victory awaits my call, And thou, proud Queen of Isles, shalt fait, "Spite of thy Navy's care!" He ceas'D—reflected from the light A distant form arrests his sight"; ('Twas Britain's guardian oak,) With terror struck, he stood aghast, A pendant first, and then a mast, His boding fears awoke. While aided by cach fav'ring breeze, The prow divides the yielding seas, ••• And nearing Gallia's shore, A sudden thunder rends the skfes, The Despot hears with wild surprize, A British cannon's roar. That sound recalls Egyptia's land, Aboakir's melancholy strand, And Acre's SHAMEFUL SCENE; When quick retreating, sore dislllay'd, J The SLIPP'RY verge JllS teet betrayed, He TUMBI'D headlong in. „R Nine times EMERGING from the flood, If e P'ai;'d to ev'rv fav'rite god TO WHOM HIS KHEE HAD BOW'D R But Mars did at a distance KEEP, MAHOMET counterfeited sleep, And NEPTUNE SCOIF'D aloud. All! where was then some servile, hand • To drag the caitiff safe to limel, < And stay his hast'ning end: No Orator, no Prefect stirr'd, Nor Lucien, Jerome, Joseph,* heard- A tyrant has no friend. Yes, one .appears, THE Consul saiv HIS CLOVEN TOOT, HIS DRAGON CLAW, AND HE, TOO, MARK'D HIS SLAVE An HAIL, my SON! did Satan CRY, AND, WITHOUT WAITING A REPLY, Th' embrace fraternal GAVE. • Be boM 1" he adds," dismiss each FEAR, For surely none but friends are herc- 11 We both are of a KIDNEY; "Erect thy HEAD, AND look UPRIGHT, Be not in such a piteons fright, "'Tis I, man, not Sir Sitlrfey From ocean's power 1"11 set thee free, For thou hast ever honour Ld me, And grant thee thy desire: Nay, two more gifts I will vouchsafe,1 With Spirits thy nunib'd linibs I'll chafe,. And warm thee by my Fire" Onwards he mov'd with rapid force, Au English seaman sets his course, To Etna's Mount he steers.f They're bound to H—H, the vsailors sing, «. Bon voyage to the. Consul King r Let's give them, boys, three cheer; t" The Consul's brothers. i It in firmly believed by the.English seamen, that Etna is one of the mouths of Hell.

THE 13RITO N,S"ALP HA BET.

•MILITARY JEU D'ESPRIT.

THE FRENCH POLITICAL CREBD.I

"'-. DEFENCE OF THE COUNTRY.

BURTON ALE.

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