The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware register., 1824-08-12

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SHAKESPEARE.
Born in the garnet, in the kitchen bred,
Promoted thence to deck her mistress head /;
Next-for some gracious service uneXprcst,
And from its wages only to be suess'd-
Raised from the toilet 10 the table,--whcre
Remembering bettcrs aitbchind her chair.
With eye unmoved, and forehead unabash d,
She dimes from offthe plate she lately wasl.'d.
Quick with the tale, and ready with the lie
The genial confdantc, and general spy -
Who could yc gods her next employment
guess-
An only infants earliest govcrness
She taught the child to read, and taught so
we'll,
That she herself, by teaching, learn'd to spell.
An adept ncxtin penmanship she grows,
AS many nameess SANDER deftly shows:
What she had made the pupil of her art,
None know-but that high Soul secured the
heart,
With longing breast and undcludcd car.
roil'd was perversion by that youthful mind,
Which Flattery fool'd not-basencss could
not blind,
Deceit inject not-ncar Gontagion soil
Indulgence weaken-nor Example spoil
Nor mastered science tempt her to look down
On humber talents with pitying frown--
Nor Genious swcll--nor Beauty rendervain--
Nor Envy rufHe to rctaliate pain
Nor Fortune changc-prdc raisc-nor Pas
sion bow,
Nor virtue teach austcrity-till now.
Serenely purest of her sex that live,
But wanting one sweet weakness-to fogiyc,
Too SHOCKED at faults her soul can never
know,
She deems that all could be like her below
Foe to all vice yet hardly Virtues friend,
For Virtue Pardons those she would amend.
But to the theme now laid aside too long
The baleful burthen of this honest song---
Though all her formers functions are no more,
She rules the circle which she served before
II mothers none know why-bcforc her
quake;
Ifdaughters dread herfor the mothers sake
If early habts-those false links, which bind
At times the loftiest to the mcancst mind
Have given her power too deeply to instil
I he angry essence of her deadly will;
If like a snake she steal within your walls,
Till the black slime betray her as She
crawls;
If like viper to the heart she wind,
And leave the venom there she did not find :;
What marvel that this hag ofhatrcd works
Eternal evil latent as she turks,
Il make a Pandemonium where she tlwclls,
And reign the Hccate of domestic hcls,
Skilld BY touch to deepen scandals tints
With all the kind mendacity Of hints
While mingling truth with falschood--
with smiles
A thread of candour with web of wilcs;
A plain blunt show of briefly spoken seeming
10 hide her bloodcss hearts soul-hardcn'd
schecming;
A lip Of lies--a face form'd to conceal;
And, without feeling, mock at all who feel
With vile mask the Gorgon would disown
- ShSSh VI pttiCHlhSHt ttlitl all eve OF StOAc.
Mark how the channels of her yellow blood
Ooze to her skin, and stasnate there to mud,
Cascd like ccntipede in saffron mall
Or rdarker greenness of the scorpion scale
lFor drawn from reptiles only may we trace
Congenial colors in that soul or tace)-
Look OH her features and behold her mind
As in mirror of itself defined:
Look on the picture deem it mot o'crcharg'd,
There is no trait which might not be enlargcd
Yet true to " Natures journcymcn" who
made
This monster when their mistress left Of
trade
This female dog-star of her little sky,
Where all beneath her influence tlroop or die.
Oh! wretch without tear--without a
thought,
Save JOY above the ruin thou hast wrought
The time shall come, nor long remote, when
thou
Shalt feel far more than thou inflictest now ;
Feel for thy vile self loving self in vain,
And turn thee bowling in unpiticd pain.
May the strong curse of crush'd affections
light
Back on thy bosom with reflected blight