BISHOP BONNER'S GHOST.* REFORMER, hold! ah, spare my shade, Just so your innovating hand So, chas'd from this bewilder'd land, Where now that holy gloom which hid * The author accompanied the late Bishop PORTEUS when he first went to take possession of the Palace at Fulham. He complained to her that he found no retired walk to which he might withdraw occasionally. She pointed out a spot where such a retreat might be formed; and while he was clearing away the branches, the following verses were written. A few copies only were printed by HORACE WALPOLE, Earl of Orford, at his press at Strawberry Hill. The tangled mazes of the schools, Those charming intricacies where ? Those legends, once the church's care? Ah! fatal age, whose sons combin'd Ah! fatal age, which gave mankind Had only JACK and MARTIN † liv'd, Our influence might have still surviv'd, For knowledge flew, like magic spell, Oh, shame! a peasant now can tell Ye councils, pilgrimages, creeds! Ye warrants of unholy deeds, Indulgences and bulls! *The same Age which brought Heresy into the Church, unhappily introduced Printing among the Arts, by which means the Scriptures were unluckily disseminated among the Vulgar. + How Bishop BONNER came to have read SWIFT's Tale of a Tub it may now be in vain to inquire. Where are ye now? and where, alas! And penances, the sponge of sins; Where now the beads, which us❜d to swell Here only faith and goodness fill A heretic's account. But soft-what gracious form appears? Ah! sainted MARY*, not for this Had shook evʼn GARDINER's mind. Hence all the sinful, human ties, Which mar the cloyster's plan; Hence all the weak fond charities But tortur'd memory vainly speaks * An orthodox Queen of the sixteenth century, who laboured with might and main, conjointly with these two venerable Bishops, to extinguish a dangerous heresy ycleped the Reformation. Oh, born in ev'ry thing to shake Nor clime nor colour stays his hand ; He would from Thames' to Gambia's Strand, And who shall change his wayward heart, For those his labours can't convert, His weakness will not burn. Ann. Dom. 1900. A GOOD OLD PAPIST. By the lapse of time the three last Stanzas are become unintelligible. Old Chronicles say, that towards the latter end of the 18th century, a bill was brought into the British Parliament, by an active young Reformer, for the Abolition of a pretended Traffic of the Human Species. But this only shows how little faith is to be given to the exaggerations of History; for as no vestige of this incredible Trade now remains, we look upon the whole story to have been one of those fictions, not uncommon among Authors, to blacken the memory of former ages. |