FHE POETS' GALLERY, 
 
 FLEET-STREET. 
 
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 catalogue 
 
 OF THE 
 
 FIFTH EXHIBITION 
 
 O F 
 
 PICTURES, 
 
 PAINTED FOR 
 
 r. MAC KLIN, 
 
 B Y 
 
 THE ARTISTS OF BRITAIN; 
 
 ILLUSTRATIVE OF 
 
 THE BRITISH POETS, 
 
 AND 
 
 THE BIBLE* 
 
 LONDON: 
 
 PRINTED BY T. BENSLEY, BOLT COURT, FLEET STREET. 
 
 1792, 
 
ADDRESS TO the PUBLIC. 
 
 Wh en I firft folicited the attention of the 
 Public to an Exhibition of Pictures illuftra- 
 tive of the Holy Scriptures, and of the Poets 
 of Great Britain, I did it with the diffidence 
 of a man who embarks in a great and new 
 undertaking; of one who refpe£ts the tafte 
 of the Public, and who is confequently fear- 
 ful of its cenfure ; of one who was cautious 
 of promifing more than he could fulfil, and 
 of raifing expectations which he might 
 chance to difappoint. The patronage of a 
 munificent and generous Nation has now 
 placed me in a different predicament; and 
 what was before the faultering breath of 
 modefty, ought now to be the loud and 
 
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 energetic voice of gratitude. The fubfcrip- 
 tion to my Bible is not only nearly complete, 
 but is decorated with the molt auguft and 
 refpected names; and my Prints illuftrative 
 of the Poets have been honoured with the 
 approbation of the beft judges. 
 
 While I exprefs my warm acknowledg- 
 ments to the Public and my Subfcribers, I do 
 not wifh to appear forgetful of my obliga- 
 tion to the Artifts of Great Britain. What- 
 ever I have been able to atchieve in this way, 
 it muft be remembered that to their zeal and 
 their exertions I am principally indebted for 
 the fuccefs of my plans. I do not wifh to 
 exhibit myfelf as a patron of the Arts, 
 but I account it a happinefs to have lived to 
 fee a Britifh School rival whatever of excel- 
 lence there is in the Ancient Mafters, and to 
 have contributed, in fome fmall degree, as 
 an humble, but I truft not unfaithful, fteward 
 of the public munificence, to its improve-- 
 meilt. 
 
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 Whatever be the theories which may 
 be invented, or the inftitutions deligned for 
 the refinement of tafte, there is one means, 
 and one only, of effectually cultivating the 
 Arts, and that is, by liberally rewarding 
 thofe who profefs them. It is one of my 
 greateft pleafures to have equitably fhared 
 my emoluments with the Artifts themfelves, 
 and by opening a Poet's Gallery to have in- 
 troduced them ftili more to the notice of 
 their country, and to have afforded it an op- 
 portunity of befriending and encouraging 
 excellence. 
 
 To the collection of laft feafon there is 
 now added fourteen pictures, which I flat- 
 ter myfelf will not be found unworthy of 
 the company into which they are intro- 
 duced. Of this, indeed, I will venture to 
 affure my Subfcribers and the Public, that 
 although the Subfcription to my Bible is fo 
 near completion, no expence fliall be fpared 
 in the profecution of the work ; and I firmly 
 
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 expect that the fucceeding numbers Will 
 improve, rather than the contrary, upon 
 thofe which have been already produced. 
 
 I cannot clofe this Addrefs without men- 
 tioning another circumftance, though not 
 ftricHy connected with the fubjeclis of this 
 exhibition. The pencil is moft worthily 
 employed when it ferves to give additional 
 fplendour to the happieft efforts of the hu- 
 man mind, the labours of the poet or the 
 hiftorian. I could not therefore help efteem- 
 ing it as a moft fortunate event, and a favour 
 for which I can never be fufficiently grateful, 
 to be honoured with the ufe of a fet of draw- 
 ings from the plays of Shakespeare, pre- 
 fented by Henry Bunbury, Efq. to Her 
 Royal Highnefs the Duchefs of York. By 
 the high patronage of the illuftrious Pair, 
 and under the fan6tion of a moft refpe&able 
 part of the Nobility and Gentry, I am en- 
 couraged to prefent to the Public a Series of 
 Forty-eight Engravings from thefe Dengns. 
 
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 A plan of the Propofals, together with 
 thofe of the Bible and Poets, is annexed to 
 
 this Catalogue. 
 
 THOMAS MACKL1N. 
 
Digitized by the Internet Archive 
 in 2014 
 
 https://archive.org/details/poetsgalleryfleeOOgall 
 
CATALOGUE, 
 
 N° I. 
 
 THE ANCIENT ENGLISH WAKE. 
 
 FROM JERNINGHAM's POEMS. 
 
 Painted by W. Hamilton, Efq. R. A. 
 
 A t length our daring men, to valour true, 
 The fiery-trefled Saracens o'erthrew : 
 Still doft thou afk what charm, what facred pow'r, 
 Upheld my frame in danger's rudeft hour ? 
 Behold, behold the wonder-working charm, 
 That calm'd my fear in danger's rude alarm : 
 This little tomb, that^ clafps his better part, 
 Where fleep the afhes of his fpotlefs heart ; 
 This relic, as it touch'd my confcious breaft, 
 My fainting foul with energy impreft. 
 Enough — foon as the flag of truce unfurl'd 
 Its fofter colour to the Pagan world, 
 To England then I urg'd my lonefome way, 
 Cloth'd in this pilgrim garb of amice grey : 
 Still, as the tenor of my way I kept, 
 O'er thee, oh Father ! fond remembrance wept : 
 Oft did I fay, while tears roll'd down my face 
 (And as fpoke I mov'd with quicker pace), 
 By Time's devafting hand defpoil'd of friends, 
 Unfpous'd, undaughter'd, my lov'd parent bends.' 
 
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 N° IL 
 
 ADAM'S FIRST SIGHT OF EVE. 
 from milton's paradise lost, book viii. 
 Painted by the Rev. W. Peters. 
 
 I wak'd to find her, or for ever to deplore 
 Her lofs, and other pleafures all abjure : 
 When, out of hope, behold her, not far off, 
 Such as I faw her in my dream, adorn'd 
 With what all earth or heaven could beftow 
 To make her amiable ! On fhe came, 
 Led by her heav'nly Maker, though unfeen, 
 And guided by his voice ; nor uninform'd 
 Of nuptial fandtity and marriage rites : 
 Grace was in all her fteps, Heaven in her eye, 
 In every gefture dignity and love. 
 
 N° III. 
 THE VESTAL. 
 
 from Gregory's ode to meditation. 
 
 Painted by Sir Joshua Reynolds, R. A. Prefident of the 
 Royal Academy. 
 
 Lo, in the injur'd virgin's caufe, 
 Nature fufpends her rigid laws ; 
 By power fupreme conflrain'd, 
 The trembling drops forget t' obey 
 Old Gravitation's potent fway, 
 And reft on air fuftain'd. 
 
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 N° IV. 
 
 THE SCHOOL MISTRESS. 
 
 FROM SHENSTONE's POEMS. 
 
 Tainted by F. Wheately, Efq. R. A. 
 
 In every village mark'd with little fpire, 
 Embower'd in trees, and hardly known to fame, 
 There dwells, in lowly Hied and mean attire, 
 A matron old, whom we fchool-miftrefs name ; 
 Who boafts unruly brats with birch to tame. 
 They, grieven fore, in piteous durance pent, 
 Aw'd by the power of this relentlefs dame, 
 And oft-times on vagaries idly bent, 
 For unkempt hair, or talk unconn'd, are forely fhent, 
 
 Her cap, far whiter than the driven fnow, 
 Emblem right meet of decency does yield : 
 Her apron dy'd in grain, as blue, I trowe, 
 As is the hare-bell that adorns the field : 
 And in her hand, for fcepter, flie does wield 
 Tway birchen fprays \ with anxious fear entwin'd, 
 With dark diftruft, and fad repentance fill'd ; 
 And ftedfaft hate, and lharp affiiftion join'd, 
 And fury uncontrouPd, and chaftifement unkind 
 
 In elbow chair, like that of Scottilh item 
 By the fliarp tooth of cankering eld defac'd, 
 In which, when he receives his diadem, 
 Our fovereign prince and liefeft liege is plac'd, 
 The matron fate ; and fome with rank (he grac'd, 
 (The fource of children's and of courtiers' pride !) 
 Redrefs'd affronts, for vile affronts there pafs'd \ 
 And warn'd them not the fretful to deride, 
 But love each other dear, whatever them betide. 
 
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 N° V. 
 
 COLLINS'S ODE TO MERCY. 
 
 Painted by Artaud. 
 
 When he, whom even our joys provoke, 
 The fiend of nature, join'd his yoke, 
 And rufh'd in wrath to make our ifle his prey ; 
 Thy form, from out thy fweet abode, 
 O'ertook him on his blafted road, 
 And ftopt his wheels, and look'd his rage away. 
 I fee recoil his fable fteeds, 
 That bore him fwift to favage deeds : 
 Thy tender melting eyes they own, 
 O Maid, for all thy love to Britain Ihown, 
 Where Juftice bars her iron tower. 
 To thee we build a rofeate bower $ 
 Thou, thou fhalt rule our queen, and fhare a monarch'* 
 throne. 
 
 N° VI. 
 
 GRAY'S ODE TO SPRING. 
 
 Painted by Maria Cosway. 
 
 Lo ! where the rofy bofom'd Hours, 
 Fair Venus' train, appear, 
 Difclofe the long-expe&ing flowers, 
 And wake the purple year ! 
 
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 The attic warbler pours her throat, 
 Refponfive to the cuckoo's note, 
 The untaught harmony of Spring : 
 While, whifp'ring pleafure as they fly, 
 Cool zephyrs through the clear blue fky 
 Their gather'd fragrance fling. 
 
 N° VIL 
 MILTON'S COMUS. 
 
 Painted by Martin. 
 
 Com. She fables not ; I feel that I do fear 
 Her words, fet off by fome fuperior power ; 
 And though not mortal, yet a cold fhuddering dew 
 Dips me all o'er, as when the wrath of Jove 
 Speaks thunder, and the chains of Erebus 
 To fome of Saturn's crew. I muft diflemble, 
 And try her yet more ftrongly. Come, no more, 
 This is mere moral babble, and dire6l 
 Againft the canon laws of our foundation : 
 I muft not fuffer this yet 'tis but the lees 
 And fettlings of a melancholy blood : 
 But this will cure all ftraight, one fip of this 
 Will bathe the drooping fpirits in delight 
 Beyond the blifs of dreams. Be wife, and tafte. 
 
 [The brothers rujh in with /words drawn, wreft his glajs 
 out of his handy and break it againft the ground; his rout 
 make fign of refiftance, but are all driven in.] 
 
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 N° VIII. 
 
 PRINCE ARTHUR'S VISION. 
 
 from spenser's faerie queene. 
 Painted by Fuseli. 
 
 For, wearied with my fportes, I did alight 
 From loftie fteed, and downe to fleepe me layd : 
 The verdant gras my couch did goodly dight, 
 And pillow was my helmett fayre difplayd : 
 Whiles every fence the humour fweet embayd, 
 And flombring foft my hart did fteale away, 
 Me feemed, by my fide a royall mayd 
 Her daintie limbes full foftly down did lay : 
 So fayre a creature yet faw never funny day. 
 
 N° IX. 
 
 GOLDSMITH'S DESERTED VILLAGE. 
 Painted by F. Wheately, Efq. R. A. 
 
 Good Heaven ! what forrows gloom'd that parting day, 
 That calTd them from their native walks away ; 
 When the poor exiles every pleafure paft, 
 Hung round the bowers, and fondly look'd their laft, 
 And took a long farewell, and wifh'd in vain 
 For feats like thefe beyond the weftern main ; 
 And, ftiudd'ring ftill to face the diftant deep, 
 Return'd and wept, and ftill return'd to weep. 
 
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 The good old fire the firft prepaid to go 
 To new-found worlds, and wept for other's woe ; 
 But for himfelf, in confcious virtue brave, 
 He only wifh'd for worlds beyond the grave. 
 His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, 
 The fond companion of his helplefs years, 
 Silent went next, negleftful of her charms, 
 And left a lover's for her father's arms. 
 With louder plaints the mother fpoke her woes, 
 And bleft the cot where every pleafure rofe ; 
 And kift her thoughtlefs babes with many a tear, 
 And clafpt them clofe, in forrow doubly dear ; 
 Whilfl: her fond hufband ftrove to lend relief 
 In all the filent manlinefs of grief. 
 
 N° X. 
 
 GRAY'S ELEGY. 
 Painted by Hamilton, R. A. 
 
 For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, 
 Doft in thefe lines their artlefs tale relate, 
 If chance, by lonely contemplation led, 
 Some kindred fpirit fhall inquire thy fate,; 
 
 Haply, fome hoary-headed fwain may fay, 
 c Oft have we feen him, at the peep of dawn, 
 c Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away 
 c To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. 
 
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 c There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, 
 c That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, 
 e His liftlefs length at noon-tide would he ftretch, 
 c And pore upon the brook that babbles by. 
 
 c Hard by yon wood, now fmiling, as in fcorn, 
 c Muttering his wayward fancies, he would rove ; 
 c Now drooping, woful wan, like one forlorn, 
 c Or craz'd with care, or crofs'd in hopelefs love. 
 
 c One morn I mifs'd him on th' accuftom'd hill, 
 € Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree : 
 c Another came ; nor yet befide the rill, 
 1 Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood, was he ; 
 
 f The next, with dirges due, in fad array, 
 
 ( Slow through the church- way path we faw him borne. 
 
 € Approach and read (for thou canft read) the lay 
 
 • Grav'd on his (tone, beneath yon aged thorn. 
 
 N° XL 
 
 QUEEN KATHARINE'S DREAM. 
 from Shakespeare's henry viii. 
 Painted by Fuseli. 
 
 Kath. Spirits of peace, where are ye ? Are ye all gone. 
 
 And leave me here in wretchednefs behind ye ? 
 Grif. Madam, we are here. 
 
 Kath. It is not you I call for : 
 
 Saw you none enter fince I flept ? 
 
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 Grif. None, madam. 
 
 Kath. No ! Saw you not, even now, a blefled troop 
 Invite me to a banquet ; whofe bright faces 
 Caft thoufand beams upon me, like the fun ? 
 They promis'd me eternal happinefs ; 
 And brought me garlands, Griffith, which I feel 
 I am not worthy yet to wear : I fhall 
 Afluredly. 
 
 Grif. I am moft joyful, madam, fuch good dreams 
 PofTefs your fancy. 
 
 N° XII. 
 
 AM Y NT O R AND THEODORA. 
 
 FROM MALLET. 
 
 Painted by Stothard. 
 
 Slow as they mov'd, behold, amid the train, 
 
 On either fide fupported, onward came, 
 
 Pale, and of piteous look, a penfive maid ; 
 
 As one by wafting ficknefs fore affaiPd, 
 
 Or plung'd in grief profound. — Oh, all ye powers ! 
 
 Amyntor ftartling cry'd, and Ihot his foul 
 
 In rapid glance before him on her face. 
 
 Illufion ! no— it cannot be. My blood 
 
 Runs chill : my feet are rooted here — and fee ! 
 
 To mock my hopes, it wears her gracious form. 
 
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 N° XIII. 
 
 PALAMON AND ARCITK 
 
 FROM CHAUCER, MODERNIZED BY DRYDEN. 
 
 Painted by W. Hamilton, Efq. R. A. 
 
 Know me for what I am: I broke my chain, 
 Nor promis'd I thy prifoner to remain : 
 The love of liberty with life is given, 
 And life itfelf th' inferior gift of Heaven. 
 Thus without crime I fled \ but farther know, 
 I with this Arcite am thy mortal foe : 
 Then give me death, fince I thy life purfue, 
 For fafeguard of thyfelf \ death is my due. 
 More wouldft thou know ? I love bright Emily \ 
 And for her fake, and in her fight, will die. 
 
 N° XIV. 
 
 THE DEATH OF ARCITE. 
 
 FROM CHAUCER, MODERNIZED BY DRYDEN. 
 
 Painted by W. Hamilton, Efq. R. A. 
 
 For virtue, valour, and for noble blood, 
 Truth, honour, all that is compris'd in good ; 
 So help me Heaven, in all the world is none 
 So worthy to be lov'd as Palamon. 
 He loves you too with fuch an holy fire, 
 As will not, cannot, but with life expire : 
 
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 Our vow'd affe£tions both have often try'd ; 
 Nor any love but yours could ours divide. 
 Then, by my love's inviolable band, 
 By' my long fuffering, and my fhort command, 
 If e'er you plight your vows when I am gone, 
 Have pity on the faithful Palamon. 
 
 N° XV. 
 THE GOLDFINCHES. 
 
 BY JAGO. — FROM DODSLEy's POEMS, VOL. IV. 
 
 Painted by Ramberg. 
 
 And now what tranfport glow'd in either's eye ! 
 What equal fondnefs dealt th' allotted food ! 
 What joy each other's likenefs to defcry, 
 And future fonnets in the chirping brood ! 
 
 But, ah, what earthly happinefs can laft ! 
 How does the faireft purpofe often fail ? 
 A truant fchool-boy's wantonnefs could blaft 
 Their rifmg hopes, and leave them both to wail. 
 
 The moft ungentle of his tribe was he ; 
 No gen'rous precept ever touch'd his heart : 
 With concords falfe, and hideous profody, 
 He fcrawl'd his tafk, and blunder'd o'er his part. 
 
 On barbarous plunder bent, with favage eye 
 He mark'd where wrapt in down the younglings lay $ 
 Then rulliing feiz'd the wretched family, 
 And bore them in his impious hands away, 
 
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 N° XVI. 
 
 THE FREEING OF AMORET BY 
 BRITOMARTES. 
 
 from spenser's fairie qiteene, book iir* 
 
 Painted by J. Opie, Efq. R. A. 
 
 And, rifing up, gan ftreight to overlooke 
 Thofe curfed leaves, his charmes back to reverfe : 
 Full dreadfull things out of that balefull booke 
 He red, and meafur'd many a fad verfe, 
 That horrour gan the virgin's hart to perfe, 
 And her faire locks up (tared ftiffe on end, 
 Hearing him thofe fame bloody lynes reherfe ; 
 And all the while he red Ihe did extend 
 Her fword high over him, if ought he did offend. 
 
 N° XVII. 
 
 SANS-LOY KILLING THE LION, 
 
 FPvOM spenser's FAERIE QUEENE, CANTO III.. 
 
 Tainted by R. Cosway, Efq. R. A. 
 
 But her fierce fervant, full of kingly awe 
 
 And high difdain, when as his foverain dame 
 
 So rudely handled by that foe he faw, 
 
 With gaping jaws full greedy at him came ; 
 
 And, ramping on his fhield, did ween the fame 
 
 Have reft away with his fharp-rending claws : 
 
 But he wafs flout, and luft did now inflame 
 
 His courage more, that from his griping paws 
 
 He hath his fhcild redeem'd, and forth his fword he draws. 
 
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 N° XVIII. 
 THE HERMIT. 
 
 FROM PARNELL. 
 
 Painted by Nixon. 
 
 A river crofs'd the path the paflage o'er 
 Was nice to find ; the fervant trod before : 
 Long arms of oaks an open bridge fupply'd, 
 And deep the waves beneath them bending glide. 
 The youth, who feem'd to watch a time to fin, 
 Approach'd the carelefs guide, and thruft him in : 
 Plunging he falls, and rifmg lifts his head, 
 Then flafhing turns, and finks among the dead. 
 Wild, fparkling rage inflames the father's eyes, 
 He burfts the bands of fear, and madly cries, 
 c Detefted wretch V — But fcarce his fpeech began, 
 When the ftrange partner feem'd no longer man : 
 His youthful face grew more ferenely fweet ; 
 His robe turn'd white, and ftow'd upon his feet ; 
 Fair rounds of radiant points inveft his hair, 
 Celeftial odours breathe through purpled air ; 
 And wings, whofe colours glitter'd on the day, 
 Wide at his back their gradual plumes difplay. 
 The form ethereal burft upon his fight, 
 And moves in all the majefty of light. 
 
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 N° XIX. 
 CONSTANTIA. 
 
 FROM CHAUCER, MODERNIZED BY BROOK. 
 
 Painted by Rigaud, R. A. 
 
 Nor yet he ended — when, with troubled mien, 
 
 Quick at his knees low bow'd Britannia's queen. 
 
 c Not fo y not fo ; my father/ loud flie cried, 
 
 c See here thy child, thy daughter, at thy fide ; 
 
 c Why look you thus, with wild and piercing eye ? 
 
 c 'Tis I, long loft — my father — it is I ! 
 
 c Conftantia, — who thro' many a death furvives, 
 
 f And yet to fee her king and fire arrives.' 
 
 c — Yes, yes, you are my child — thefe accents tell — 
 
 He could no more 5 but on her neck he fell. 
 
 N° XX. 
 
 AMORET RAPT BY GREEDIE LU 
 
 FROM SPENSER'S FAERIE QUEENE, BOOK JV, 
 
 Painted by Martin. 
 
 The whiles fair Amoret, of nought affeard, 
 Walkt through the wood, for pleafure or for need •> 
 When fuddenly behind her backe ftie heard 
 One rufhing forth out of the thickeft weed, 
 
That, ere fhe backe could turn to taken heed, 
 
 Had unawares her fnatched up from ground. 
 
 Feebly fhe fhriekt, but fo feebly indeed, 
 
 That Britomart heard not the Ihrilling found, 
 
 Here, where through weary travel flie lay fleeping found. 
 
 It was to weet a wilde and falvage man, 
 
 Yet was no man, but onely like in fhape, 
 
 And eke in ftature higher by a fpan, 
 
 All overgrowne with haire, that could awhape 
 
 An hardy hart ; and his wide mouth did gape 
 
 With huge great teeth, like to a tufked bore : 
 
 For he lived all on ravin and on rape 
 
 Of men and beads ; and fed on flefhly gore, 
 
 The figne whereof yet ftain'd his bloudy lips afore. 
 
 N° XXL 
 THE COTTAGERS. 
 
 from Thomson's autumn. 
 
 Painted by Sir Joshua Reynolds, R. A. Preftdent of 
 the Royal Academy. 
 
 Rich in content, in Nature's bounty rich, 
 In herbs and fruits ; whatever greens the Spring, 
 When Heaven defcends in fliowers, or bends die bough, 
 When Summer reddens, and when Autumn beams ; 
 Or in the wintry glebe whatever lies 
 Conceal'd, and fattens with the richeft fap : 
 Thefe are not wanting ; nor the milky drove, 
 Luxuriant, fpread o'er all the lowing vale > 
 
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 Nor bleating mountains ; nor the chide of ftreams, 
 And hum of bees, inviting fleep fincere 
 Into the guiltlefs breall, beneath the fhade, 
 Or thrown at large amid the fragrant hay ; 
 Nor ought befides of profpedt, grove, or fong, 
 Dim grottos, gleaming lakes, and fountain clear. 
 Here too dwells fimple truth ; plain innocence ; 
 Unfuiiy'd beauty ; found unbroken youth, 
 Patient of labour, with a little pleas'd ; 
 Health ever blooming ; unambitious toil. 
 
 N° XXII. 
 SOLOMON REJECTED. 
 
 FROM PRIOR, BOOK II. 
 
 Painted by Stothard. 
 
 I faid ; and fudden from the golden throne, 
 
 With a fubmiffive ftep, I hafted down. 
 
 The glowing garland from my hair I took, 
 
 Love in my heart, obedience in my look ; 
 
 Prepar'd to place it on her comely head ; 
 
 c O, favoured virgin,' yet again I faid, 
 
 c Receive the honours deftin'd to thy brow ; 
 
 c And, O, above thy fellows, happy thou ! 
 
 c Their duty muft thy fov'reign word obey ; 
 
 c Rife up, my love ! — My fair one, come away !' 
 
 What pang, alas, what ecftafy of fmart, 
 
 Tore up my fenfes, and transfix'd my heart, 
 
 When fhe with modeft fcorn the wreath return'd, 
 
 Reclin'd her beauteous neck, and inward mourn'd I 
 
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 N a XXIIL 
 ALEXANDER'S FEAST. 
 
 FROM DRYDEN. 
 
 Tainted by Artaud. 
 
 Now ftrike the golden lyre again : 
 A louder yet, and yet a louder ftrain. 
 Break his bands of fleep afunder, 
 And roufe him, like a rattling peal of thunder. 
 Hark, hark, the horrid found 
 Has rais'd up his head : 
 As awak'd from the dead, 
 And amaz'd, he ftares around. 
 * Revenge, revenge !' Timotheus cries ; 
 See the furies arife, 
 See the fnakes that they rear, 
 How they hifs in their hair, 
 And the fparkles that flafh from their eyes ! 
 Behold a ghaftly band, 
 Each a torch in his hand ! 
 Thofe are Grecian ghofts, that in battle were flain, 
 And unbury'd remain, 
 Inglorious on the plain. 
 Give the vengeance due 
 To the valiant crew. 
 Behold how they tofs their torches on high, 
 How they point to the Perfian abodes, 
 And glittering temples of their hoftile gods ! 
 The princes applaud, with a furious joy ; 
 And the king feiz'd a flambeau with zeal to deftroy. 
 
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 Thais led the way, 
 To light him to his prey, 
 And, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy* 
 
 N° XXIV. 
 
 THE DEATH-BED OF THE JUST. 
 
 FROM YOUNG'S NIGHT THOUGHTS. 
 
 Painted by the Rev. W. Peters, R. A. 
 
 The chamber where the good man meets his fate 
 
 Is privileg'd beyond the common walk 
 
 Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven. 
 
 Fly, ye profane ! If not, draw near with awe, 
 
 Receive the bleffing, and adore the chance 
 
 That threw in this Bethefda your difeafe : 
 
 If unreftored by this, defpair your cure. 
 
 For here refiftlefs demonftration dwells ; 
 
 A death-bed's a deteftor of the heart. 
 
 Here tir'd diffimulation drops her mafk, 
 
 Through life's grimace that miftrefs of the fcenc. 
 
 Here, real and apparent are the fame. 
 
 You fee the man ; you fee his hold on Heaven - y 
 
 If found his virtue, as Philander's found, 
 
 Heaven waits not the laft moment ; owns her friend* 
 
 On this fide death ; and points them out to men, 
 
 A ledfcure, filent, but of fovereign power. 
 
 To vice, confufion \ and to virtue, peace. 
 
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 N° XXV. 
 MARIAN. 
 
 FROM GRAY'S PASTORALS. 
 
 Painted by H. Bunbury, Efq. 
 
 Laft Friday's eve, when, as the fun was fet, 
 
 I, near yon ftile, three fallow gipfies met ; 
 
 Upon my hand they caft a poring look, 
 
 Bid me beware and thrice their heads they fhook : 
 
 They faid, that many croffes I muft prove, 
 
 Some in my worldly gain, but moft in love. 
 
 Next morn I mifs'd three hens and our old cock, 
 
 And off the hedge two pinners and a fmock : 
 
 I bore thefe loffes with a Chriftian mind, 
 
 And no miflhaps could feel while thou wert kind. 
 
 But fince, alas ! I grew my Colin's fcorn, 
 
 I've known no pleafure, night, or noon, or morn. 
 
 Help me, ye gipfies, bring him home again, 
 
 And to a conftant lafs give back her fwain. 
 
 N° XXVI. 
 THE MOUSE'S PETITION. 
 
 (Found in the Trap where he had been confined all Night.) 
 BY MRS. BARBAULD. 
 
 Painted by H. Bunbury, Efq. 
 
 Oh, hear a penfive prifoner's prayer, 
 For liberty that fighs ; 
 And never let thine heart be fliut 
 Againft a wretch's cries ! 
 
( a* ) 
 
 For here forlorn and fad I fit 
 Within the wiry grate ; 
 And tremble at th' approaching morn. 
 Which brings impending fate. 
 
 If e'er thy breaft with freedom glow'd 3 
 And fpurn'd a tyrant's chain, 
 Let not thy ftrong oppreffive force 
 A free-born moufe detain. 
 
 Oh, do not ftain with guiltlefs blood 
 Thy hofpitable hearth ; 
 Nor triumph that thy wiles betray'd 
 A prize fo little worth. 
 
 The fcatter'd gleanings of a feaft 
 My frugal meals fupply; 
 But, if thine unrelenting heart 
 That (lender boon deny, 
 
 The cheerful light, the vital air, 
 Are bleffings widely given ; 
 Let Nature's commoners enjoy 
 The common gifts of Heaven. 
 
 The well-taught philofophic mind 
 To all compaffion gives 
 Calls round the world an equal eye, 
 And feels for all that lives. 
 
 If mind, as ancient fages taught, 
 
 A never dying flame, 
 
 Still fliifts rhro' matter's varying forms* 
 
 In every form the fame i 
 
( *9 ) 
 
 Beware, left in the worm you crufti 
 A brother's foul you find 
 And tremble, left thy lucklefs hand 
 Diflodge a kindred mind. 
 
 Or, if this tranfient gleam of day 
 Be all of life we fhare, 
 Let pity plead within thy breaft 
 That little all to fpare. 
 
 So may thy hofpi table board 
 With health and peace be crown'd ; 
 And every charm of heartfelt eafe 
 Beneath thy roof be found 
 
 So, when deftruction lurks unfeen, 
 Which men like mice may fhare, 
 May fome kind angel clear thy path, 
 And break the hidden fnare. 
 
 N° XXVIL 
 L O D O N A. 
 
 FROM POPE'S WINDSOR FOREST, 
 
 Painted by Maria Cosway. 
 
 Above the reft a rural nymph was fam'd, 
 
 Thy offspring, Thames ! the fair Lodona nam'd ; 
 
 (Lodona's fate, in long oblivion caft, 
 
 The Mufe fhall fing, and what fhe fings fhall laft.) 
 
( 30 ) 
 
 Scarce could the goddefs from her nymph be known, 
 
 But by the crefcent and the golden zone. 
 
 She fcorn'd the praife of beauty and the care ; 
 
 A belt her waift, a fillet binds her hair ; 
 
 A painted quiver on her fhoulder founds, 
 
 And with her dart the flying deer fhe wounds. 
 
 It chanc'd, as, eager of the chafe, the maid 
 
 Beyond the foreft's verdant limits ftray'd, 
 
 Pan faw and lov'd, and, burning with defire, 
 
 Purfu'd her flight ; her flight increas'd his fire. 
 
 Not half fo fwift the trembling doves can fly, 
 
 When the fierce eagle cleaves the liquid fky j 
 
 Not half fo fwiftly the fierce eagle moves, 
 
 When thro' the clouds he drives the trembling doves ; 
 
 As from the god fhe flew with furious pace, 
 
 Or as the god, more furious, urg'd the chafe. 
 
 Now, fainting, finking, pale, the nymph appears ; 
 
 Now, clofe behind, his founding fteps ftie hears 
 
 And now his fhadow reach'd her as fhe run, 
 
 His fhadow lengthen'd by the fetting fun ; 
 
 And now his fhorter breath with fultry air 
 
 Pants on her neck, and fans her parting hair. 
 
 In vain on Father Thames ftie calls for aid, 
 
 Nor could Diana help her injur 'd maid. 
 
 Faint, breathlefs, thus flie pray'd, nor pray'd in vain ; 
 
 Ah, Cynthia, ah! — tho' banifh'd from thy train, 
 
 Let me, O let me, to the flhades repair, 
 
 My native fliades — there weep, and murmur there. 
 
 She faid, and, melting as in tears fhe lay, 
 
 In a fofc filver ftream diflblv'd away* 
 
( 3i ) 
 
 N° XXVIII. 
 THE WOODMAN AND HIS DOG. 
 
 FROM COWPER's TASK, BOOK V. 
 
 Painted by Barker, of Bath. 
 
 Forth goes the woodman, leaving unconcern'd 
 The cheerful haunts of man : to wield the axe 
 And drive the wedge in yonder forefl: drear, 
 From morn to eve his folitary talk. 
 Shaggy, and lean, and fhrewd, with pointed ears 
 And tail cropp'd fhort, half lurcher and half cur, 
 His dog attends him. Clofe behind his heel 
 Now creeps he flow ; and now, with many a frifk 
 Wide-fcamp'ring, {hatches up the drifted fnow 
 With iv'ry teeth, or ploughs it with his fnout ; 
 Then fhakes his powder'd coat, and barks for joy. 
 Heedlefs of all his pranks, the fturdy churl 
 Moves right toward the mark ; nor flops for aught. 
 But, now and then, with preffure of his thumb, 
 T' adjuft the fragrant charge of a fhort tube 
 That fumes beneath his nofe : the trailing cloud 
 Streams far behind him, fcenting all the ain 
 
SCRIPTURE PICTURES 
 
 N° XXIX. 
 THE DELUGE. 
 
 GENESIS VII. II, 12. 
 
 Painted by P. J. De Loutherbourg, Efq. R. A. 
 
 In the fix hundredth year of Noah's life, in the fecond 
 month, the feventeenth day of the month, the fame day 
 were all the fountains of the great deep broken up, and the 
 windows of heaven were opened. 
 
 And the rain was upon the earth forty days and forty 
 nights. 
 
 N° XXX. 
 NOAH'S SACRIFICE. 
 
 GENESIS VIII. l8—20. 
 
 Painted by P. J. De Loutherbourg, Efq. R. A. 
 
 And Noah went forth, and his fons, and his wife, and his 
 fons' wives, with him : 
 
( 33 ) 
 
 Every beaft, every creeping thing, and every fowl, and 
 whatfoever creepeth upon the earth, after their kinds, went 
 forth out of the ark. 
 
 And Noah builded an altar unto the Lord, and took of 
 every clean beaft, and of every clean fowl, and offered 
 burnt offerings on the altar. 
 
 N° XXXI. 
 
 JACOB'S FIRST SIGHT OF RACHEL. 
 
 GENESIS XXIX. 4 6. 
 
 Painted by William Hamilton, Efq. R. A. 
 
 And Jacob faid unto them, My brethren, whence be ye ? 
 And they faid, Of Haran are we. 
 
 And he faid unto them, Know ye Laban the fon of 
 Nahor ? And they faid, We know him. 
 
 And he faid unto them, Is he well ? And they faid, He 
 is well: and behold Rachel his daughter cometh with 
 the fheep. 
 
 N° XXXII. 
 JACOB'S DREAM, 
 
 GENESIS XXVIII. 10 — 12. 
 
 Painted by Stothard. 
 
 And Jacob went out from Beerfheba, and went toward 
 Haran. 
 
 And he lighted upon a certain place, and tarried there 
 all night, becaufe the fun was fet : and he took of the 
 
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( 34 ) 
 
 fiones of that place, and put them for his pillows, and lay 
 down in that place to fleep. 
 
 And he dreamed, and behold a ladder fet upon the 
 earth, and the top of it reached to heaven: and behold 
 the angels of God afcending and defcending on it. 
 
 N° XXXIII. 
 MOSES MEETING HIS WIFE AND SONS. 
 
 EXODUS XVIII. 5 7. 
 
 Painted by Artaud. 
 
 And J e thro, Mofes' father-in-law, came with his fons, 
 and his wife, unto Mofes in the wildernefs, where he en- 
 camped at the mount of God. 
 
 And he faid unto Mofes, I thy father-in-law Jethro am 
 come unto thee, and thy wife, and her two fons with her. 
 
 And Mofes went out to meet his father-in-law, and 
 did obeifance, and kiffed him : and they aflced each other 
 of their welfare ; and they came into the tent. - 
 
 N° XXXIV. 
 
 JOHN PREACHING IN THE WILDERNESS. 
 
 MATTHEW III. I, 2. 
 
 Painted by Stothard. 
 
 In thofe days came John the Baptift, preaching in the 
 wildernefs of Judea, 
 
 And faying, Repent ye ; for the kingdom of heaven is 
 at hand. 
 
( 35 ) 
 
 N° XXXV. 
 
 CHRIST APPEASING THE STORM. 
 
 MATTHEW VIII. 23 — 26. 
 
 Painted by P. J. De Loutherbourg, Efq. R. A. 
 
 And, when he was entered into a fhip, his difciples 
 followed him. 
 
 And behold there arofe a great tempeft in the fea, in- 
 fomuch that the fhip was covered with the waves : but he 
 was afleep. 
 
 And his difciples came to him, and awoke him, faying, 
 Lord, fave us ; we perifh. 
 
 And he faith unto them, Why are ye fearful, O ye of 
 little faith ? Then he arofe, and rebuked the winds and 
 the fea and there was a great calm. 
 
 N° XXXVI. 
 CHRIST IN THE GARDEN. 
 
 MATTHEW XXVI. 42. 
 
 Painted by Richard Cosway, Efq. R.A. 
 
 He went away again the fecond time, and prayed, fay- 
 ing, O my Father, if this cup may not pafs away from me, 
 except I drink it, thy will be done. 
 
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( 36 ) 
 
 N° XXXVII. 
 THE MARYS GOING TO THE SEPULCHRE. 
 
 MARK XVI. 2 — 6. 
 
 Painted by Smirk. 
 
 And very early in the morning, the firft day of the week, 
 they came unto the fepulchre at the rifing of the fun. 
 
 And they faid among themfelves, Who fhall roll us 
 away the ftone from the door of the fepulchre ? 
 
 And, when they looked, they faw that the ftone was 
 rolled away for it was very great. 
 
 And, entering into the fepulchre, they faw a young man 
 fitting on the right fide, clothed in a long white garment s 
 and they were affrighted. 
 
 And he faith unto them, Be not affrighted: ye feek 
 Jefus of Nazareth, which was crucified : he is rifen ; he is 
 not here : behold the place where they laid him. 
 
 N° XXXVIII. 
 THE ANGEL FREEING THE APOSTLES. 
 
 ACTS V. 17 — 20. 
 
 Painted by Kirk. 
 
 Then the high prieft rofe up, and all they that were 
 with him, (which is the fed of the Sadducees,) and were 
 filled with indignation, 
 
( 37 ) 
 
 And laid their hands on the apoftles, and put them in 
 the common prifon. 
 
 But the angel of the Lord by night opened the prifon 
 doors, and brought them forth, and faid, 
 
 Go, ftand and fpeak in the temple to the people all the 
 words of this life. 
 
 N° XXXIX. 
 ABIGAIL BEFORE DAVID. 
 
 I SAMUEL XXV. 23, 24. 
 
 Painted by W. Hamilton, Efq. R. A. 
 
 And, when Abigail faw David, fhe hafced, and lighted 
 off the afs, and fell before David on her face, and bowed 
 herfelf to the ground, 
 
 And fell at his feet, and faid, Upon me, my lord, upon 
 me let this iniquity be: and let thine handmaid, I pray thee, 
 Jpeak in thine audience; and hear the words of thine 
 handmaid. 
 
 N° XL. 
 
 THE DEVIL LEAVING CHRIST. 
 
 MATTHEW IV. IO, II. 
 
 Painted by Bourgeois. 
 
 Then faith Jefus unto him, Get thee hence, Satan: for 
 it is written, Thou fhak worfhip the Lord thy God, and 
 him only ihalt thou ferve. 
 
 Then the devil leaveth him, and, behold, angels came 
 and miniftered unto him. 
 
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( 38 ) 
 
 N° XLI. 
 
 THE DEPARTURE OF HAGAR. 
 
 GENESIS XXI. 14. 
 
 Painted by W. Hamilton, Efq. R. A. 
 
 And Abraham rofe up early in the morning, and took 
 bread, and a bottle of water, and gave it unto Hagar, 
 (putting it on her fhoulder,) and the child, and fent her 
 away : and fhe departed, and wandered in the wildernefs 
 of Beer-fheba. 
 
 N° XLIL 
 
 THE SACRIFICE OF JEPHTHAH -S 
 DAUGHTER. 
 
 JUDGES XI. 39, 4O. 
 
 Tainted by J. Opie, Efq. R. A* 
 
 And it came to pafs, at the end of two months, that fhe 
 returned unto her father, who did with her according to his 
 vow which he had vowed : and fhe knew no man. And 
 it was a cuftom in Ifrael, that the daughters of Ifrael 
 went yearly to lament the daughter of Jephthah the Gilead- 
 ite four days in a year. 
 
( 39 ) 
 
 N J XLIII. 
 NATHAN'S PARABLE. 
 
 •2 SAMUEL XII. I 4. 
 
 Painted by Paye. 
 
 And the Lord fent Nathan unto David: and he came 
 unto him, and faid unto him, There were two men in one 
 city > the one rich, and the other poor. 
 
 The rich man had exceeding many flocks and herds : 
 
 But the poor man had nothing, fave one little ewe lamb, 
 which he had bought, and nourilhed up ; and it grew up 
 together with him, and with his children : it did eat of his 
 own meat, and drank of his own cup, and lay in his bofom, 
 and was unto him as a daughter. 
 
 And there came a traveller unto the rich man, and he 
 fpared to take of his own flock, and of his own herd, to 
 drefs for the wayfaring man that was come unto him ; but 
 took the poor man's lamb, and dreffed it for the man that 
 was come to him. 
 
 N J XLIV. 
 
 THE ANGEL DESTROYING THE 
 ASSYRIAN CAMP. 
 
 2 KINGS XIX. 35. 
 
 Tainted by P. J. De Loutherbourg, Efq> R. A. 
 
 And it came to pafs that night that the angel of the 
 Lord went out, and fmote in the camp of the Aflyrians 
 
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( 40 ) 
 
 an hundred fourfcore and five thoufand: and, when they 
 arofe early the next morning, behold, they were all dead 
 corpfes. 
 
 N° XLV. 
 
 THE ASCENT OF ELIJAH. 
 
 2 KINGS II. 10, I I. 
 
 Tainted by P. J. De Loutherbourg, Efq. R. A. 
 
 And he faid, Thou haft afked a hard thing: nevertbelefs, 
 if thou fee me when I am taken from thee, it (hall be fo 
 unto thee ; but, if not, it ftiall not be fo. 
 
 And it came to pafs, as they ftill went on and talked, 
 that, behold, there appeared a chariot of fire, and horfes of 
 fire, and parted them both afunder : and Elijah went up 
 by a whirlwind into heaven, 
 
 N° XLVL 
 
 THE PRESENTATION IN THE TEMPLE. 
 
 LUKE II. 22 — 28. 
 
 Tainted by J. Opie, Efq. R. A, 
 
 And when the days of her purification, according to the 
 law of Mofes, were accomplifhed, they brought him to 
 Jerufalem, to prefent him to the Lord s 
 
( 41 ) 
 
 And to offer a facrifice according to that which is faid 
 in the law of the Lord, A pair of turtle-doves, or two 
 young pigeons. 
 
 And, behold, there was a man in Jerufalem, whofe 
 name was Simeon ; and the fame man was juft and de- 
 vout, waiting for the confolation of Ifrael : and the Holy 
 Ghoft was upon him. 
 
 And it was revealed unto him, by the Holy Ghoft, that 
 he lhould not fee death before he had feen the Lord's 
 Chrift. 
 
 And he came by the Spirit into the temple : and, when 
 the parents brought in the child Jefus, to do for him after 
 the cuftom of the law, 
 
 Then took he him up in his arms, and blefled God* 
 
 N° XLVIL 
 
 THE RAISING OF JAIRUS'S DAUGHTER. 
 
 MARK V. 41, 42. 
 
 Painted by Hopner. 
 
 And he took the damfel by the hand, and faid unto 
 her, Talitha cumi ; which is, being interpreted, Damfel, 
 I fay unto thee, arife. 
 
 And ftraightway the damfel arofe, and walked ; for fhe 
 was of the age of twelve years. And they were aftonifhed 
 with a great aftonifliment. 
 
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 N° XLVIII. 
 THE SHIPWRECK OF ST. PAUL. 
 
 ACTS XXVII. 43, 44. 
 
 Painted by P. J. De Loutherbourg, Efq. R. A. 
 
 But the centurion, willing to fave Paul, kept them from 
 their purpofe, and commanded that they which could fwim 
 fhould caft themjelves firlt into thejea y and get to land; 
 
 And the reft, fome on boards, and fome on broken 
 pieces of the fliip. And fo it came to pafs, that they 
 efcaped all fafe to land. 
 
 N° XLIX. 
 THE FINDING OF MOSES. 
 
 EXODUS II. 7 9. 
 
 Painted by W. Hamilton, Efq. R.A. 
 
 Then faid his fifter to Pharaoh's daughter, Shall I go 
 and call to thee a nurfe of the Hebrew women, that fhe 
 may nurfe the child for thee ? 
 
 And Pharaoh's daughter faid to her, Go. And the 
 maid went, and called the child's mother. 
 
 And Pharaoh's daughter faid unto her, Take this child 
 away, and nurfe it for me, and I will give thee thy wages. 
 And the woman took the child, and nurfed it. 
 
( 43 ) 
 
 N° L. 
 
 THE WOMAN ACCUSED OF ADULTERY, 
 
 JOHN VIII. 7 — 9. 
 
 Painted by Artaud, 
 
 So, when they continued afking him, he lifted up him- 
 fel£ and faid unto them, He that is without fin among 
 you, let him firft caft a ftone at her. 
 
 And again he ftooped down, and wrote on the ground. 
 
 And they which heard it 3 being convidted by their own 
 confcience, went out one by one, beginning at the eldeft, 
 even unto the laft : and Jefus was left alone, and the wo- 
 man ftanding in the midft. 
 
 N° LI, 
 ST. JOHN. 
 
 LUKE III. 4. 
 
 Painted by B. West, Efq. R. A. 
 
 As it is written in the book of the words of Efaias the 
 prophet, faying, The voice of one crying in the wilder- 
 nefs, Prepare ye the way of the Lord, make his paths 
 ftraight, 
 
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t 44 ) 
 
 N° LII. 
 MOSES. 
 
 ACTS VII. 37. 
 
 Painted by B. West, Efq. R. A. 
 
 This is that Mofes which faid unto the children of 
 Ifrael, A Prophet fhall the Lord your God raife up unto 
 you of your brethren, like unto me : him ftiall ye hear. 
 
 N° UIL 
 
 OF SUCH IS THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN. 
 
 MARK IX. 36, 37. 
 
 Painted lyB. West, Efq. R.J. 
 
 And he took a child, and fet him in the midft of 
 them : and, when he had taken him in his arms, he faid 
 unto them, 
 
 Whofoever fhall receive one of fuch children in my 
 name, receiveth me : and whofoever fhall receive me, 
 receiveth not me, but him that fent me. 
 
 N° LIV. 
 
 THE TRANSFIGURATION. 
 
 LUKE IX. 29 — 32. 
 
 Painted by Smirk. 
 
 And, as he prayed, the fafhion of his countenance was 
 altered, and his raiment was white and glittering. 
 
( 45 ) 
 
 And, behold, there talked with him two men, which 
 were Mofes and Eliasj 
 
 Who appeared in glory, and fpake of his deceafe, 
 which he fhould accomplifh at Jerufalem. 
 
 But Peter, and they that were with him, were heavy 
 with fleep : and when they were awake they faw his glory, 
 and the two men that flood with him. 
 
 N° LV. 
 
 JUDITH ATTIRING, 
 
 JUDITH X. I 4. 
 
 Painted by J. O p i e, R. A. 
 
 Now after that fhe had ceafed to cry unto the God of 
 Ifrael, and had made an end of all thefe words, 
 
 She rofe where fhe had fallen down, and called her 
 maid, and went down into the houfe, in the which Ihe 
 abode in the fabbath days, and in her feaft days, 
 
 And pulled off the fackcloth which fhe had on, and 
 put off the garments of her widowhood, and wafhed her 
 body all over with water, and anointed herfelf with pre- 
 cious ointment, and braided the hair of her head, and put 
 on a tire upon it, and put on her garments of gladnefs, 
 wherewith fhe was clad during the life of Manafles her 
 hufband. 
 
 And fhe took fandals upon her feet, and put about her 
 her bracelets, and her chains, and her rings, and her ear- 
 rings, and all her ornaments, and decked herfelf bravely, 
 to allure the eyes of all men that fhould fee her. 
 
( 46 ) 
 
 N° LVI. 
 LOST SHEEP. 
 
 LUKE XV. 3 6. 
 
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 Painted by Stothard. 
 
 And he fpake this parable unto them, faying. 
 
 What man of you, having an hundred flieep, if ye lofe 
 one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the 
 wildernefs, and go after that which is loft, until he find it? 
 
 And when he hath found it y he layeth it on his flioul- 
 ders, rejoicing. 
 
 And when he cometh home, he calleth together his 
 friends and neighbours, faying unto them, Rejoice with 
 me i for I have found my fheep which was loft. 
 
 N° LVII. 
 
 CHRIST AND THE WOMAN OF SAMARIA. 
 jokn iv. 6, 7, 8, 27, 
 Tainted by W. Hamilton, R. A. 
 
 Now Jacob's well was there. Jefus therefore, being 
 wearied with his journey, fat thus on the well : and it was 
 about the fixth hour. 
 
 There cometh a woman of Samaria to draw water: 
 Jefus faith unto her, Give me to drink. 
 
 (For his difciples were gone away unto the city to buy 
 meat.) 
 
( 47 ) • 
 And upon this came his difciples, and marvelled that 
 he talked with the woman : yet no man faid, What feekeft 
 thou ? or, Why talkeft thou with her ? 
 
 N° LVIII. 
 
 THE LORD OF THE VINEYARD. 
 
 MATTHEW XX. 8 12. 
 
 Painted ^ J. Opie, R. A. 
 
 So when even was come, the lord of the vineyard faith 
 unto his fteward, Call the labourers, and give them their 
 hire, beginning from the laft unto the firft. 
 
 And when they came that were hired about the 
 eleventh hour, they received every man a penny. 
 
 But when the firft came, they fuppofed that they Ihould 
 have received more; and they likewife received every 
 man a penny. 
 
 And when they had received //, they murmured againft 
 the goodman of the houfe, 
 
 Saying, Thefe laft have wrought but one hour, and 
 diou haft made them equal unto us, which have borne 
 the burden and heat of the day. 
 
 N° LIX. 
 
 THE ANGEL BINDING SATAN. 
 
 REVELATION XX. I 3. 
 
 Painted by J. De Loutherbourg, R. A. 
 
 And I faw an angel come down from heaven, having 
 the key of the bottomlefs pit and a great chain in his 
 hand. 
 
( 48 ) 
 
 And he laid hold on the dragon, that old ferpent* 
 which is the Devil, and Satan, and bound him a thoufand 
 years, 
 
 And caft him into the bottomlefs pit, and fhut him 
 up, and fet a feal upon him, that he fhould deceive the 
 nations no more, till the thoufand years lhould be ful- 
 filled : and after that he muft be loofed a little feafon. 
 
 N° LX. 
 
 ESTHER ACCUSING HAMAN. 
 
 ESTHER VII. 4 6. 
 
 Painted by W. Hamilton, R. A. 
 
 For we are fold, I and my people, to be deftroyed, to 
 be flain, and to perifh. But if we had been fold for 
 bondmen and bondwomen, I had held my tongue, al- 
 though the enemy could not countervail the king's 
 damage. 
 
 Then the king Ahafuerus anfwered and faid unto 
 Efther the queen, Who is he, and where is he, that durft 
 prefume in his heart to do fo ? 
 
 And Efther faid, The adverfary and enemy is this 
 wicked Haman. Then Haman was afraid before the 
 king and the queen. 
 
( 49 ) 
 
 N° LXI. 
 
 THE ADORATION OF THE SHEPHERDS. 
 
 LUKE II. 15—17. 
 
 Painted by Westall. 
 
 And it came to pafs, as the angels were gone away 
 from them into heaven, the fliepherds faid one to another, 
 Let us now go even unto Beth-lehem, and fee this thing 
 which is come to pafs, which the Lord hath made known 
 unto us. 
 
 And they came with hafte, and found Mary, and Jo- 
 feph, and the babe lying in a manger. 
 
 And when they had feen it> they made known abroad 
 the faying which was told them concerning this child, 
 
 N° LXIL 
 RUTH GLEANING. 
 
 RUTH II. 5 8. 
 
 Painted by Stothard. 
 
 Then faid Boaz unto his fervant that was fet over the 
 reapers, Whofe damfel is this ? 
 
 And the fervant that was fet over the reapers anfwered, 
 and faid, It is the Moabitifh damfel that came back with 
 Naomi out of the country of Moab: 
 
 And fhe faid, I pray you, let me glean and gather 
 after the reapers among the fheaves : fo flie came, and 
 hath continued even from the morning until now, that 
 fhe tarried a little in the houfe. 
 
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( So ) 
 
 Then faid Boaz unto Ruth, Heareft thou not, my 
 daughter ? Go not to glean in another field, neither go 
 from hence, but abide here fail by my maidens. 
 
 N° LXIII. 
 MANOAH'S SACRIFICE. 
 
 JUDGES XIII. 19, 20. 
 
 Painted by W. Hamilton, R. A. 
 
 So Manoah took a kid with a meat-offering, and 
 offered it upon a rock unto the Lord : and the angel did 
 wonderoufly; and Manoah and his wife looked on. 
 
 For it came to pafs, when the flame went up toward 
 heaven from off the altar, that the angel of the Lord 
 afcended in the flame of the altar. And Manoah and his 
 wife looked on it, and fell on their faces to the ground. 
 
 N° LXIV. 
 BELSHAZZAR'S FEAST. 
 
 DANIEL V. 4 6. 
 
 Painted by Artaud, 
 
 They drank wine, and praifed the gods of gold, and of 
 filler, of brafs, of iron, of wood, and of ftone. 
 
 In the fame hour came forth fingers of a man's hand, 
 and wrote over againft the candleftick upon the plaifter 
 
( 5* ) 
 
 of the wall of the king's palace : and the king law the 
 part of the hand that wrote. 
 
 Then the king's countenance was changed, and his 
 thoughts troubled him, fo that the joints of his loins were 
 loofed, and his knees fmote one againft another. 
 
 N° LXV. 
 
 THE DEPARTURE OF LOT AND HIS 
 FAMILY. 
 
 GENESIS XIX. 15 17. 
 
 Painted by Tresham. 
 
 And when the morning arofe, then the angels haftened 
 Lot, faying, Arife, take thy wife, and thy two daughters, 
 which are herej left thou be confumed in the iniquity of 
 the city. 
 
 And while he lingered, the men laid hold upon his 
 hand, and upon the hand of his wife, and upon the hand 
 of his two daughters ; the Lord being merciful unto 
 him : and they brought him forth, and fet him without 
 the city. 
 
 And it came to pafs, when they had brought them forth 
 abroad, that he faid, Efcape for thy life; look not be- 
 hind thee, neither ftay thou in all the plain $ efcape to the 
 mountain, left thou be confumed, 
 
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 N 6 LXVI. 
 
 SAUL PRESENTING HIS DAUGHTER 
 MERAB TO DAVID. 
 
 I SAMUEL XVIII. 17, 1 8* 
 
 Printed by Woodford. 
 
 And Saul faid to David, Behold, my elder daughter 
 Merab, her will I give thee to wife: only be thou valiant 
 for me, and fight the Lord's battles. For Saul faid, Let 
 not mine hand be upon him, but let the hand of the 
 Philiftines be upon him. 
 
 And David faid unto Saul, Who^I? and what is 
 my life, or my father's family in Ifrael, that I fhould be 
 fon in-law to the king? 
 
 N° LXVIL 
 THE GIVING OF THE LAW. 
 
 EXODUS XIX. 1 6 19. 
 
 Painted by P.J. De Loutherbourg, R. A. 
 
 And it came to pafs on the third day in the morning, 
 that there were thunders and lightnings, and a thick 
 cloud upon the mount, and the voice of the trumpet ex- 
 ceeding loud i fo that all the people that was in the camp 
 trembled. 
 
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 And Mofes brought forth the people out of the camp 
 to meet with God; and they flood at the nether part of 
 the mount. 
 
 And mount Sinai was altogether on a fmoke, becaufe 
 the Lord defcended upon it in fire: and the fmoke thereof 
 afcended as the fmoke of a furnace, and the whole mount 
 quaked greatly. 
 
 And when the voice of the trumpet founded long, and 
 waxed louder and louder, Mofes fpake, and God an- 
 fwered him by a voice. 
 
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 Mr. B artolozzi, Mr, Sharpe, Mr. Hall, Mr. Heath, 
 Mr. Byrne, &c. &c. 
 
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 The work will be publifhed, as nearly as can be com- 
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 will be at liberty to receive or rejedt this volume, as it 
 may or may not meet their approbation : the price will 
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 and R. A. 
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 Mr. Cofway, Painter to His Royal Highnefs the Prince 
 
 of Wales, and R. A. 
 Mrs. Cofway. 
 Mr. Fufeli. 
 
 Mr. Gainfborough, R. A, 
 Mr. Hamilton, R. A. 
 Mr. Harding. 
 Mr. Hoare. 
 
 Mrs. Angelica Kauffman, R. A, 
 
 Mr. Loutherbourg, R. A. 
 
 Mr. Martin. 
 
 Mr. Nixon. 
 
 Mr. Opie, R. A. 
 
 Mr. Pocock, of Brijiol 
 
 Mr. Peters 3 R. A. whofe Subje£ts, already engaged for, 
 
 are from Milton^ and Young. 
 Mr. Rigaud, R. A. 
 Mr. Stothard. 
 
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 Mr. Wheatly, R. A. 
 
 And fuch others as may be found equal to this 
 Undertaking. 
 
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 II. This work will be engraved from the before-men- 
 tioned Pi6tures, by Mr. Bartolozzi, his fchool, and 
 other eminent artifts. 
 
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The Poets' Gallery, Flcet-ftreet> 
 1792. 
 
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 DEDICATED, BY PERMISSION, TO 
 
 HER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE DUCHESS OP YORK, 
 
 PROPOSALS, 
 
 By THOMJS MACKLIN, 
 
 FOR PUBLISHING 
 
 A Series of Prints from the Plays of Shakefpeare, 
 
 TO BE ENGRAVED FROM 
 
 A Colle&ion of Drawings by W. H. Bunbury, Efq* 
 
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 «ER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE DUCHESS OF YORK, 
 
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