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# The Works of Henry Fielding

11 volume work. Scans of the 1903 edition are available here.
* A Clear State of the Case of Elizabeth Canning
* A Description of U-n G-
* A Dialogue between Alexander the Great, and Diogenes the Cynic
* A Parody, From The First Aeneid.
* A Sailor's Song
* A Simile, From Silius Italicus.
* A True State of the Case of Bosavern Penlez
* Advice To The Nymphs Of New S-m. Written in the year 1730.
* An Enquiry into the Causes of the late Increase of Robbers
* An Epigram. (That Kate weds a fool)
* An Epigram (Fielding)
* An Interlude between Jupiter, Juno, Apollo, and Mercury
* Another. (Miss Molly lays down)
* Another. On A Wicked Fellow, Who Was A Great Blunderer.
* Epigram On One Who Invited Many Gentlemen To A Small Dinner.
* Epitaph On Butler's Monument.
* Her Christian Name. To The Same.
* J-n W-ts At A Play.
* Liberty. To George Lyttleton, Esq.
* Of Good Nature. To His Grace The Duke of Richmond.
* Of True Greatness. An Epistle to George Dodington, Esq.
* Of the Remedy of Affliction for the Loss of our Friends
* On A Lady, Coquetting With A Very Silly Fellow.
* On The Same.
* Part of Juvenal's Sixth Satire, Modernised In Burlesque Verse
* Philosophical Transactions, for the Year 1742-3
* Preface to the Miscellanies and Poems
* Similes. To The Same.
* The Beggar. A Song.
* The Cat And Fiddle. To The Favourite Cat Of A Fiddling Miser.
* The First Olynthiac of Demosthenes
* The Price. To The Same.
* The Queen of Beauty, t'other day
* The Question (Fielding)
* To A Friend on the Choice Of A Wife
* To Celia
* To Celia (Fielding)
* To Euthalia. Written in the year 1728.
* To John Hayes, Esq.
* To Miss H-and At Bath. Written extempore in the pump-room, 1742.
* To The Master Of The Salisbury Assembly.
* To The Right Honourable Sir Robert Walpole, (Now Earl Of Orford). Written in the Year 1730
* To The Same. On Her Wishing To Have A Lilliputian To Play With.
* To The Same; Having Blamed Mr. Gay For His Severity On Her Sex.
* To The Same (Fielding)
* Written Extempore On A Halfpenny, Which a young lady gave a beggar, and the author redeemed for half-a-crown
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# The Works of Henry Fielding/A Description of U-n G-

'U—n G—' is Upton Grey in Hampshire, south-east of Basingstoke.
To Rosalinda, now from town retir'd,
Where noblest hearts her brilliant eyes have fir'd;
Whom nightingales in fav'rite bow'rs delight,
Where sweetest flow'rs perfume the fragrant night;
Where music's charms enchant the fleeting hours,
And wit transports with all Thalia's pow'rs;
Alexis sends: Whom his hard fates remove
From the dear scenes of poetry and love,
To barren climates, less frequented plains,
Unpolish'd nymphs, and more unpolish'd swains.
In such a place how can Alexis sing?
An air ne'er beaten by the muse's wing!
In such a place what subject can appear?
What not unworthy Rosalinda's ear?
Yet if a charm in novelty there be, Sure it will plead to Rosalind for me?
Whom courts or cities nought unknown can shew,
Still U— G— presents a prospect new.
 As the daub'd scene, that on the stage is shewn,
Where this side canvas is, and that a town;
Or as that lace which Paxton half lace calls, That decks some beau apprentice out for balls;
Such our half house erects its mimic head, This side an house presents, and that a shed.
Nor doth the inward furniture excel,
Nor yields it to the beauty of the shell:
Here Roman triumphs plac'd with awkward art,
A cart its horses draws, an elephant the cart, On the house-side a garden may be seen, Which docks and nettles keep for ever green.
Weeds on the ground, instead of flow'rs, we see,
And snails alone adorn the barren tree.
Happy for us, had Eve's this garden been;
She'd found no fruit, and therefore known no sin.
Nor meaner ornament the shed-side decks, With hay-stacks, faggot piles, and bottle-ricks;
The horses stalls, the coach a barn contains;
For purling streams, we've puddles fill'd with rains.
What can our orchard without trees surpass?
What, but our dusty meadow without grass?
I've thought (so strong with me burlesque prevails,)
This place design'd to ridicule Versailles;
Or meant, like that, art's utmost pow'r to shew, That tells how high it reaches, this how low.
Our conversation does our palace fit, We've ev'rything but humour, except wit.
 O then, when tir'd with laughing at his strains, Give one dear sigh to poor Alexis' pains;
Whose heart this scene would certainly subdue, But for the thoughts of happier days, and you;
With whom one happy hour makes large amends
For ev'ry care his other hours attends.
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# The Works of Henry Fielding/A Sailor's Song

Come, let's aboard, my jolly blades,  That love a merry life;
To lazy souls leave home-bred trades,
 To husbands home-bred strife;
Through Europe we will gaily roam, And leave our wives and cares at home.
 With a Fa la, &c.
If any tradesman broke should be,
 Or gentleman distress'd, Let him away with us to sea,  His fate will be redress'd:
The glorious thunder of great guns,
Drowns all the horrid noise of duns.
 With a Fa la, &c.
And while our ships we proudly steer
 Through all the conquer'd seas,
We'll shew the world that Britons bear
 Their empire where they please:
Where'er our sails are once unfurl'd,
Our king rules that part of the world.
 With a Fa la, &c.
The Spaniard with a solemn grace
 Still marches slowly on,
We'd quickly make him mend his pace,
 Desirous to be gone:
Or if we bend our course to France,
We'll teach Monsieur more brisk to dance.
 With a Fa la, &c.
At length, the world subdued, again
 Our course we'll homeward bend;
In women, and in brisk champagne,  Our gains we'll freely spend:
How proud our mistresses will be
To hug the men that fought as we.
 With a Fa la, &c.
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# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Morris, Ernest A. M.

​MORRIS, Ernest A. M. Educ. at Belvedere College (S.J.), and University College, Dublin; M.A. (Honours) in Economics and Political Science; Member of Statistical Society; called to the Irish Bar, 1909. Member of Royal Irish Academy; appointed to Department of Agriculture and Technical Instruction on establishment; Secretary to Departmental Committee on Food Production in Ireland, 1915; Principal Staff Officer for Statistics and Intelligence, 1917. Res.: 2 Corrig Castle Terrace, Dun Laoghaire.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Morgan, Lieut.-Col. Anthony Hickman

​MORGAN, Lieut.-Col. Anthony Hickman, D.S.O. (1894); D.L., J.P., Co. Cork (High Sheriff, 1904), F.R.G.S., F.Z.S.; Knight of Grace, Order of St. John of Jerusalem; Member of the Iron and Steel Institute; Lieut.-Col. 18th Middlesex Rifle Volunteers; served in Army Medical Department, 1881-1896; served Egyptian War, 1882; Gambia, 1891-92; West Coast Africa, 1893-94; Gambia, 1894; served on board hospital ship "Princess of Wales," South Africa, 1889-90, as Officer commanding troops and P.M.O.; eldest son of late Capt. Anthony Morgan, of Bunalun, Skibbereen, Co. Cork, and Eliza Tymons, of Riverstown, Co. Clare; b. 1858: m. 1896, Mary, dau of late C. E. Bagnell, of Clonkennan, Limerick. Res: 14 Grosvenor Place, London, S.W.1.; Hollybrook House, Skibbereen, Co. Cork. Clubs: Army and Navy, Carlton, Hurlingham; Royal St. George's Yacht, Kingstown; Royal Northern Yacht; Royal Yacht Squadron, Cowes; Royal Cork Yacht; Royal Highland Yacht.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Moriarty, David Michael

​MORIARTY, David Michael, B.A. (Lond.); b. 1861. Educ at Clongowes; won first place in final examination for admission as a Solicitor; Chairman of Kerry County Council, 1902-12; Vice-Chairman of Kerry Asylum Board; Commissioner of National Education (Irel.), 1910; Crown Solicitor for Co. Kerry, 1913-6; Clerk of Crown and Peace, Co. Kerry since 1916; b. 1861; m. 1887, Mary, dau, of Hy. Griffin. Res.: Sunday's Well, Killarney, Co. Kerry.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Moore-Brabazon, John Theodore Cuthbert

​MOORE-BRABAZON, John Theodore Cuthbert (M.P. for Chatham from 1918): son of Col. John Moore Brabazon, of Tara Hall, Co. Meath: b. 1884; m. 1907, Hilda May, dau. of Charles Krabbe, of Colina, Buenos Ayres. Res. 3 Buckingham Gate, London, S.W.1; Fairway, Sandwich Bay, Kent.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/More-O'Ferrall, Dominic

​MORE-O'FERRALL, Dominic, D.L., J.P., Co. Kildare (High Sheriff, 1879); only son of late E. More-O'Ferrall, of Kildangan; b. 1854: m. 1898, Annie, dau. of Col. F. McDonnell, C.B., of Plas Newydd, Monmouthshire. Res.: Kildangan, Monasterevin, Co. Kildare.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Moore-Brabazon, Capt.William. Lockhart Chambre

​MOORE-BRABAZON, Capt.William. Lockhart Chambre, Capt. late 3rd Batt Royal Irish Regt.; son of late Lieut.-Col. John Arthur Hy. Moore Brabazon, of Tara Hall, Co. Meath; b. 1880; m. 1910, Elsie Louisa, dau. of Jas. Strachan, of Nairn, Scotland. Res.: Tara Hall, Tara, Co. Meath.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Moran, David P.

David Patrick Moran
​MORAN, David P.; b. at Waterford; son of the late James Moran, builder, Waterford; educ. at St. Vincent's College, Castleknock; founder, editor, and proprietor of "The Leader," Dublin, since 1900. Pubns.: The Philosophy of Irish Ireland; Tom O'Kelly, a novel; m. (1901) Teresa, dau. of Capt. O'Toole, Waterford. Res.: 43 Anglesea Road, Donnybrook, Dublin; Leader Office, 205 Great Brunswick Street, Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/More-O'Ferrall, Gerald

​MORE-O'FERRALL, Gerald, J.P., Cos. Kildare and Longford; D.L., Co. Longford. Educ.: Stonyhurst College; third surviving son of the late Edward More O'Ferrall, D.L., of Lisard, Edgeworthstown; b. 25th Jan., 1877; m. 1907, Geraldine Mary, eldest dau. of the late Lord Maurice Fitzgerald and Lady Maurice Fitzgerald, Johnstown Castle, Wexford. Res.: Edgeworthstown House, Edgeworthstown. Club: Kildare Street, Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/More-O'Ferrall, John

​MORE-O'FERRALL, John; eldest son of late Edwd. Gerald More-O'Ferrall, J.P., D.L., of Lisard, Co. Longford, and Balyna, Co. Kildare, and Juliana Margaret, dau. of Hy. Lambert, M.P., J.P, D.L., of Carnagh, Co Wexford, and Tan-y-Craig, Co. Anglesey. Educ. at Stonyhurst; b. 1872; m. 1900, Cesira, dau. of Signor Davide Polenghi, of Italy. Res.: Lisard, Edgeworthstown, Co. Longford.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Moorhead, Thomas Gillman

​MOORHEAD, Thomas Gillman, M.D.; second son of W. R. Moorhead, M.D., 1 Prince of Wales Terrace, Bray, Co. Wicklow, and Mrs. Moorhead, Oakmount, Co. Cork; b. Benburb, Co. Tyrone, Oct. 15th, 1878. Educ.: Trinity College, Dublin, Vienna, and Berlin; M.D. (Stip. Con.), B.A., B.Ch.. B.A.O., Trinity College Dublin; D.P.H., F.R.C.P.I., L.M., Rotunda; late Physician Royal City of Dublin Hospital; Physician Sir Patrick Dun's Hospital; Consulting Physician Monkstown Hospital, and Clonskeagn Fever Hospital; Professor of Materia Medica and Therapeutics, Trinity College, Dublin. Author of numerous medical publications.; m. Dec, 1907, Mary Beatrice, only child of the late Robert Erskine Quinn, Drumbanagher, Co. Down. Recns.; climbing, fishing, golfing. Clubs: University Club, Dublin, and Alpine Club, London.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Jonathan Swift to Archdeacon Walls - 2

TO THE REV. MR. ARCHDEACON WALLS.
LONDON, OCT. 13, 1713.
I HAVE two letters of your's to acknowledge — No, I mistake, it is but one, for I answered the former of September twenty-second, some, time ago; ​your other is of the first instant, with an account of your mayor squabble, which we regard as much here as if you sent us an account of your little son playing at cherry stones. I told your lord chancellor, that the best thing the government there could do, would be never to trouble us with your affairs, but do the best you can, for we will neither support nor regard you. I have received the lords justices representation, just now sent to the queen. I have said more upon it than any body else would; and I hope my lord lieutenant will put a good end to the dispute. I am heartily sorry for poor Hawley: and doubt such a shake at his age will not be well recovered. Of your four candidates to succeed him, I dislike all but the first, which is Bolton. As to the chair of prolocutor, I said to you in my former all I thought necessary. I dislike the thing for myself; but I would keep a wrong man out, and would be glad of an honest excuse to leave courts and publick thoughts; but it would vex me to be proposed and not succeed.
As for Williams, I am an old courtier, and will think of it; but, if we want a singer, and I can get a better, that better one shall be preferred, although my father were competitor.
I have spoken to baron Scroup about Mr. Fetherston's affair, and hope to get him a good account of it.
You very artificially bring in your friend, Mrs. South: I have spoke to her, and heard from her; and spoke to the duke of Ormond: I will do her what service I can.
​My service to gossip Doll, and God bless my goddaughter.
I think you need not inquire about the land rents of the deanery, they are secure enough; and I believe I shall not trouble Mr. Parvisol about them.
There is one farm set for one hundred and twenty pounds a year, another for fifty-four pounds. Rents adjoining to the deanery, about two pounds ten shillings, and duties about eight pounds, or something under; and a small lease of tithes, about four or five pounds; which last I would be glad you would ask Parvisol whether it be included among the tithes he has set. You see all the rents together are under two hundred pounds. I forgot five pounds a year for the verger's house. Service to Stoyte and Manley, and duty to bishop of Dromore.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Jonathan Swift to Archdeacon Walls - 3

TO THE SAME.
I WRIT to you immediately upon receiving your former, as I do now upon your last of the tenth instant. As to the business of being prolocutor, I will tell you the short of my story. Although I have done more service to Ireland, and particularly to the church, than any man of my level, I have never been able to get a good word; and I incurred the displeasure of the bishops, by being the ​instrument, sine qua non, of procuring the first-fruits: neither had I credit to be a convocation man in the meanest diocese of the kingdom, till poor dean Synge, who happened to think well of me, got me to be chosen for St. Patrick's; so that I think there will be a great change if I am chosen prolocutor. And yet, at the same time, I am so very nice, that I will not think of moving toward Ireland, till I am actually chosen: you will say, "What then must the clergy do for a prolocutor?" Why, I suppose they may appoint a vice prolocutor, until my coming over, which may be in ten days. But this perhaps is not feasible: if not, you may be sure I shall not so openly declare my ambition to that post, when I am not sure to carry it; and if I fail, the comfort of mecum certasse feretur, will not perhaps fall to my share. But I go on too fast; for I find in your next lines, that the archbishop says there will be an indispensable necessity that I should be there at the election. Why, if the bishops will all fix it, so as to give a man time to come over, with all my heart; but, if it must be struggled for at the election, I will have nothing to do with it. As for the bishops, I have not the least interest with above three in the kingdom: and unless the thought strikes the clergy in general, that I must be their man, nothing can come of it: we always settle a speaker here, as soon as the writs are issued out for a parliament; if you did so for a prolocutor, a man might have warning in time; but I should make the foolishest figure in nature, to come over hawking for an employment I no wise seek or desire, and then fail of it. Pray communicate the sense of what I say to the archbishop, to whom I will write by this post. As to ​my private affairs, I am sure they are in good hands; but I beg you will not have the least regard or tenderness to Parvisol, farther than you shall find he deserves. I am my gossip's very humble servant; and the like to Mr. Stoyte, his lady, and Catharine, and Mr. Manley, and his lady and daughter.
I am,
Your obedient humble servant,
J. SWIFT.
I wrote lately to Dr. Synge; twice in all.
I think you should force the St. Mary ladies to town, toward Christmas.
My duty to the bishop of Dromore.
Dr. Synge wrote me word a month ago, that Rosingrave, our organist, was at the point of death. Is he dead or alive?
* ↑ The convocation did not meet in Ireland, after the year 1710.
* ↑ Mrs. Johnson and Mrs. Dingley.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Jonathan Swift to Archdeacon Walls - 4

TO THE REV. MR. ARCHDEACON WALLS.
LETCOMBE, AUG. 8, 1714.
IF I had but fixed a week sooner for my journey to Ireland, I should have avoided twenty inconveniencies that have since happened to me, and been with you the time I am now writing. Upon the earl of Oxford's removal, he desired I would go with him into Herefordshire, which I consented to, and wrote you word of it, desiring you would renew my license of absence at the end of this month, for I think it then expires. Two days after, I had earnest invitation from those in power, to go up to town, and assist them in their new ministry, which I resolved to excuse; but, before I could write, news came of the queen's death, and all our schemes broke to shatters. I am told I must take the oaths in Ireland in three months; and I think it is better travelling now than later; and although I am earnestly pressed by our broken leaders to come up to town, I shall not do it; but hope to set out on the sixteenth instant toward Ireland, and if it please God, be with you in nine or ten days after this comes to your hands. However, let my license be renewed before it expires. I think I answered yours in my last. I leave all things entirely to you and Mr. Forbes. My service to gossip Doll, goody Stoyte and Martha, and Mr. Manley and lady. Mr. Manley is, I believe, now secure in his post; and it will be my turn to solicit favours from him. I have taken up Mr. ​Fetherston's money, to pay some debts in London; I desire you will pay him fifty pounds, with the usual exchange, at twenty days sights or later, if it be inconvenient.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Jonathan Swift to Arthur Langford - 1

TO SIR ARTHUR LANGFORD.
I WAS to wait on you the other day, and was told by your servant that you are not to be seen till toward evening, which at the distance I am at this time of the year, cannot easily be compassed. My principal business was to let you know, that since my last return from England many persons have complained to me, that I suffered a conventicle to be kept in my parish, and in a place where there never was any before. I mentioned this to your nephew Rowley in Dublin, when he came to me with this message from you; but I could not prevail with him to write to you about it. I have always looked upon you as an honest gentleman, of great charity and piety in your way; and I hope you will remember at the same time, that it becomes you to be a legal man, and that you will not promote or encourage, much less give a beginning to, a thing directly contrary to the law. You know the dissenters in Ireland are suffered to have their conventicles only by connivance, and that only in places where they ​formerly used to meet. Whereas this conventicle of yours is a new thing, in a new place entirely of your own erection, and perverted to this ill use from the design you outwardly seemed to have intended it for. It has been the weakness of the dissenters to be too sanguine and assuming upon events in the state, which appeared to give them the least encouragement; and this, in other turns of affairs, has proved very much to their disadvantage. The most moderate churchmen may be apt to resent, when they see a sect, without toleration by law, insulting the established religion. Whenever the legislator shall think fit to give them leave to build new conventicles, all good churchmen will submit; but till then we can hardly see it without betraying our church. I hope therefore you will not think it hard, if I take those methods which my duty obliges me, to prevent this growing evil as far as it lies in my power, unless you shall think fit, from your own prudence, or the advice of some understanding friends, to shut up the doors of that conventicle for the future. I am, with true friendship and esteem, sir, your most obedient humble servant,
B.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From Jonathan Swift to Benjamin Tooke - 1

TO MR. BENJAMIN TOOKE.
I WAS in the country when I received your letter with the Apology enclosed in it; and I had neither health nor humour to finish that business. But the blame rests with you, that if you thought it time, you did not print it when you had it. I have just now your last, with the complete Key. I believe it is so perfect a Grubstreet piece, it will be forgotten in a week. But it is strange that there can be no satisfaction against a bookseller for publishing names in so bold a manner. I wish some lawyer could advise you how I might have satisfaction: for at this rate, there is no book, however vile, which may not be fastened on me. I cannot but think that little parson-cousin of mine is at the bottom of this; for, having lent him a copy of ​some part of, &c. and he showing it, after I was gone for Ireland, and the thing abroad, he affected to talk suspiciously, as if he had some share in it. If he should happen to be in town, and you light on him, I think you ought to tell him gravely, "That, if he be the author, he should set his name to the," &c. and rally him a little upon it: and tell him, "if he can explain some things, you will, if he pleases, set his name to the next edition." I should be glad to see how far the foolish impudence of a dunce could go. Well; I will send you the thing, now I am in town, as soon as possible. But, I dare say, you have neither printed the rest, nor finished the cuts; only are glad to lay the fault on me. I shall, at the end, take a little contemptible notice of the thing you sent me; and I dare say it will do you more good than hurt. If you are in such haste, how came you to forget the Miscellanies? I would not have you think of Steele for a publisher; he is too busy. I will, one of these days, send you some hints, which I would have in a preface, and you may get some friend to dress them up. I have thoughts of some other work one of these years: and I hope to see you ere it be long; since it is likely to be a new world, and since I have the merit of suffering by not complying with the old. Yours, &c.
* ↑ The Apology prefixed to the Tale of a Tub.
* ↑ Mr. Thomas Swift, rector of Puttenham in Surrey, chaplain to sir William Temple, and first cousin to the celebrated dean of St. Patrick's, being the only son of his uncle Thomas.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 11/From John Poulett to Jonathan Swift - 1

FROM LORD POULET.
I WAS called away presently after chapel, upon some business which hindered my going up stairs at St. James's, and occasions Dr. Swift the trouble of this, to make my excuse for not returning the paper, which I here send you; and though it is not ​in my power to serve you in any proportion to my unfeigned respects for you, yet I would not be wanting, on my part, in any opportunity where I can, to express myself,
Sir, your most faithful humble servant,
POULET.