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Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin: Comprising the Celebrated Political and Satirical Poems, of the Rt. Hons. G. Canning, John Hookham Frere, W. Pitt, the Marquis Wellesley, G. Ellis, W. Gifford, the Earl of Carlisle, and Others.

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Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin: Comprising the Celebrated Political and Satirical Poems, of the Rt. Hons. G. Canning, John Hookham Frere, W. Pitt, the Marquis Wellesley, G. Ellis, W. Gifford, the Earl of Carlisle, and Others.

English poetry; France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Poetry; Great Britain -- Politics and government -- 1789-1820

Hence with all my train attending
                 From their oozy tombs below,
               Through the hoary foam ascending,
                 Here I feed my constant woe.
               Here the Bastimentos viewing,
                 We recal our shameful doom,
               And our plaintive cries renewing,
                 Wander through the midnight gloom.

               O’er these waves for ever mourning,
                 Shall we roam deprived of rest,
               If to Britain’s shores returning,
                 You neglect my just request;
               After this proud foe subduing,
                 When your patriot friends you see,
               Think on Vengeance for my ruin,
                 And for England sham’d in me.]




                               No. XXVI.


                                                          May 7, 1798.


                        LOVES OF THE TRIANGLES.

The frequent solicitations which we have received for a continuation of
the LOVES OF THE TRIANGLES have induced us to lay before the public
(with Mr. Higgins’s permission) the concluding lines of the Canto. The
catastrophe of Mr. and Mrs. Gingham, and the episode of Hippona,
contained, in our apprehension, several reflections of too free a
nature. The conspiracy of Parameter and Abscissa against the Ordinate is
written in a strain of poetry so very splendid and dazzling as not to
suit the more tranquil majesty of diction which our readers admire in
Mr. Higgins. We have therefore begun our extract with the Loves of the
Giant Isosceles, and the Picture of the Asses-Bridge, and its several
illustrations.

                         CANTO I.

                         EXTRACT.

     ’Twas thine alone, O youth of giant frame,
     Isosceles![240] that rebel heart to tame!
     In vain coy Mathesis[241] thy presence flies:
     Still turn her fond hallucinating[242] eyes;
     Thrills with _Galvanic_ fires[243] each tortuous nerve,
     Throb her blue veins, and dies her cold reserve.
     —Yet strives the fair, till in the giant’s breast
     She sees the mutual passion’s flame confessed:
     Where’er he moves, she sees his tall limbs trace
     _Internal Angles[244] equal at the base_;
     Again she doubts him: but _produced at will_,
     She sees _th’ external Angles equal still_.

       Say, blest Isosceles! what favouring power,
     Or love, or chance, at night’s auspicious hour,
     While to the Asses-Bridge[245] entranced you strayed,
     Led to the Asses-Bridge the enamoured maid?—
     The Asses-Bridge, for ages doomed to hear
     The deafening surge assault his wooden ear,
     With joy repeats sweet sounds of mutual bliss,
     The soft susurrant sigh, and gently-murmuring kiss.

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History

Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin: Comprising the Celebrated Political and Satirical Poems, of the Rt. Hons. G. Canning, John Hookham Frere, W. Pitt, the Marquis Wellesley, G. Ellis, W. Gifford, the Earl of Carlisle, and Others.

English poetry; France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Poetry; Great Britain -- Politics and government -- 1789-1820

Hence with all my train attending
                 From their oozy tombs below,
               Through the hoary foam ascending,
                 Here I feed my constant woe.
               Here the Bastimentos viewing,
                 We recal our shameful doom,
               And our plaintive cries renewing,
                 Wander through the midnight gloom.

               O’er these waves for ever mourning,
                 Shall we roam deprived of rest,
               If to Britain’s shores returning,
                 You neglect my just request;
               After this proud foe subduing,
                 When your patriot friends you see,
               Think on Vengeance for my ruin,
                 And for England sham’d in me.]




                               No. XXVI.


                                                          May 7, 1798.


                        LOVES OF THE TRIANGLES.

The frequent solicitations which we have received for a continuation of
the LOVES OF THE TRIANGLES have induced us to lay before the public
(with Mr. Higgins’s permission) the concluding lines of the Canto. The
catastrophe of Mr. and Mrs. Gingham, and the episode of Hippona,
contained, in our apprehension, several reflections of too free a
nature. The conspiracy of Parameter and Abscissa against the Ordinate is
written in a strain of poetry so very splendid and dazzling as not to
suit the more tranquil majesty of diction which our readers admire in
Mr. Higgins. We have therefore begun our extract with the Loves of the
Giant Isosceles, and the Picture of the Asses-Bridge, and its several
illustrations.

                         CANTO I.

                         EXTRACT.

     ’Twas thine alone, O youth of giant frame,
     Isosceles![240] that rebel heart to tame!
     In vain coy Mathesis[241] thy presence flies:
     Still turn her fond hallucinating[242] eyes;
     Thrills with _Galvanic_ fires[243] each tortuous nerve,
     Throb her blue veins, and dies her cold reserve.
     —Yet strives the fair, till in the giant’s breast
     She sees the mutual passion’s flame confessed:
     Where’er he moves, she sees his tall limbs trace
     _Internal Angles[244] equal at the base_;
     Again she doubts him: but _produced at will_,
     She sees _th’ external Angles equal still_.

       Say, blest Isosceles! what favouring power,
     Or love, or chance, at night’s auspicious hour,
     While to the Asses-Bridge[245] entranced you strayed,
     Led to the Asses-Bridge the enamoured maid?—
     The Asses-Bridge, for ages doomed to hear
     The deafening surge assault his wooden ear,
     With joy repeats sweet sounds of mutual bliss,
     The soft susurrant sigh, and gently-murmuring kiss.

Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.

Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin: Comprising the Celebrated Political and Satirical Poems, of the Rt. Hons. G. Canning, John Hookham Frere, W. Pitt, the Marquis Wellesley, G. Ellis, W. Gifford, the Earl of Carlisle, and Others.

Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin: Comprising the Celebrated Political and Satirical Poems, of the Rt. Hons. G. Canning, John Hookham Frere, W. Pitt, the Marquis Wellesley, G. Ellis, W. Gifford, the Earl of Carlisle, and Others.

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