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That we will all thofe culprits fpare.

Who flay at home in peace and quiet,

Difclaiming this unnat'ral riot j

We'll fpare their dwellings — and what more is,

Be kind as Howe to Jerfey torieg :

Yet rebels of the military,

Mufi: flill remain in fad quandary ;

And thofe who fill departments civil.

Will fure go headlong to the devil ;

Unlefs they will their follies own.

And pardon afk on marrow-bone.

But do not think, becaufe we're kind,
We may be always of one mind ;
And that our goodnefs has no end,
Becaufe as yet we've been your friend :
Should you perverfely fllll proceed.
We fhall be very wroth indeed ;
And when we're angry — you know what —
Conne6licut mufl go to pot.
Too late you'll find yourfelves miflaken.
And not a man will fave his bacon :
Therefore beware — you may rely on
The words of Collkr and of Tryo/u


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»^ING to his fliade a folemn ftrain,
Let mufic's notes complain ;
Let echo tell from fhore to fhcre,
The fwain of Schuylkill is no more.*


From Scotia's land he came.

And brought the pleafing art
To raife the facred flame

That warms a feeling heart.

The magic pow'rs of found.

Obey at his command,
And fpread fweet influence round,

Wak'd by his fkiliul hand.

Oh ! fanftify the ground.

The ground where he is laid ^
Plant rofes all around,

Nor let thofe rofes fade.

Let none his tomb pafs by,

\Vithout a gen'rous tear ,
Or figh — and let that figh.

Be like himftif fincere.

* He died on the banks of the Schuylkill, Sept. 178c.

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L^OME, fair Rofina, come away,

Long fmce ftern Winter's ftorms have eeas'd j
See ! Nature, in her befl array.

Invites us to her rural feafl: :
The feafon fhall her treafure fpread, °

Her mellow fruits and harvefls brown,
Her flowers their richell odours fhed.

And ev'ry breeze pour fragrance down.


At noon we'll feek the wild wood's (hade^

And o*er the pathlefs verdure rove j
Or, near a mofTy fountain laid.

Attend the mufic of the grove';
At eve, the Hoping mead invites

'Midft lowing herds and flocks to ftray 5
Each hour fliall furnifh new delights.

And love and joy (hdi crown the day.


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-Y love is gone to lea,

Whilfl I his abfence mourn,
No joy fhall fmile on me

Until my love return.
He alkM me for his bride.

And many vows he fwore ;
I blu/h'd— and foon comply'd,

My heart was his before.


One little month was palt,

And who fo bleft as we ?
The fummons came at lafl,

And Jemmy muft to fea.
I faw his fhip fo gay

Swift fly the wave-worn fhore \
1 wip'd my tears away —

And faw his fhip no more.


When clouds fhut in the fky
And ftorms around me howl ;


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When livid lightnings fly.

And threatening thunders roll 5

All hopes of reft are loft.
No flumbers vifit me ;

My anxious thoughts are toft
With Jemmy on the fea.


XjENEATH a weeping willow's (hade

She fat and fang alone j
Her hand upon her heart fhe laid

And plaintive was her moan.
The mock bird fat upon a bough

And lift'ned to her lay.
Then to the diftant hills he bore

The dulcet notes away.

Fond echo to her ftrains reply'd.
The winds her forrows bore j

Adieu ! dear youth — adieu ! ftie cry'd;
I ne'er (hall fee thee more.

The mock-bird fat upon a bough
And lift'ned to her lay,

Then to the diftant hills he bore
The dulcet notes av/ay.


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XLnRAPTUR'D I gaze when my Delia is by.

And drink the fweet poifon of love from her eye 5

I feel the foft pailion pervade ev'ry part

And pleafure unufual plays round my fond heart.


I hear her fweet voice^and am charmM with her fong-
I think I could hear her fweet voice all day long 5
My fenfes enchanted, are loft in delight
When love and foft mufic their raptures unite-

Beyond all expreffion my Delia I love.
My heart is fo fix'd that it never can rove ;
When I fee her I think tis an angel I fee.
And the charms of her mind are a heaven to me.


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OEE down Maria's bluftiing cheek

The tears of foft compaflion flow j
Thofe tears a yielding heart befpeak— *

A heart that feels for others' woe.
May not thofe drops, that frequent fallj

To my fond hope propitious prove.
The heart that melts at Pity's call

Will own the fofter voice of love.


Earth ne'er produced a gem fo rare

N' »r wealthy ocean's ample fpace
So rich a pearl — as that bright tear

That lingers on Maria's face.
So hangs upon the morning role

The chryftal drop of heav'n refin'd,
A while with trembling luftre glows —

Is gone — and leaves no llain behind.


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SONG vr.

v_/'ER the hills far away, at the birth of the morn
I hear the full tone of the fweet founding horn ;
The fportfmen with fhoutings all hail the new day
And fwift run the hounds o'er the hills far away.
Acrofs the deep valley their courfe they purfue
And rufh thro' the thickets yet filver'd with dew ;
Nor hedges nor ditches their fpced can delay —
Still founds the fweet horn o'er hills far away.

SONG vir«


.Y gen'rous heart difdains
The flave of love to bcj
I fcorn his fervile chains,
And boafl my liberty.
This whining
And pining
And wafting with care.
Are not to my tafte, be fhe ever fo fair.



Shall a girPs capricious frown
Sink my noble spirits down ?
Shall a face of white and red
Make me droop my filly head ?
Shall I fet me down and figh
For an eye-brow or an eye ?
For a braided lock of hair,
Curfe my fortune and defpair ?
My gen'rous heart difdains, ^c*


Still uncertain is to-morrow.
Not quite certain is to-day —
Shall I waftemy time in forrow ?
Shall I languifh life away ?
All becaufe a cruel maid.
Hath not Love with Love repaid.
My gen'rous heart difdains, ^c.



1 HE traveller benighted and lofl.
O'er the mountains purfues his lone way j
The ftream is all candy'd with f roft
And the icicle hangs on the fpray.
He wanders in hope fome kind fhelter to find
* whilft thro' the fharp hawthorn keen blows the cold wind/*



The tempeft howls dreary stround

And rends the tall oak in its flight ;

Faft falls the cold fnow on the ground.

And dark is the gloom of the night.
Lone wanders the trav'ler a flielter to find,
"Whilft thro' the fharp hawthorn ftill blows the cold mixd"


No comfort the wild woods afford.

No fhelter the trav'ler can fee —

Far off are his bed and his board

And his home, where he wifhes to be.
His hearth's cheerful blaze ftill engages his mind
« Whilft thro* the fharp haw thorn keen blows the cold wind."

N. B. The lafl eight Songs were fet to Mufic by the Author,











j^DDRESS — the folly and danger of dijfention — the Orator
enumerates the enemies of the fraternity — reminds them of a
late unfeaf enable ijvterruption — a night fcene in the Potter's
Field — he laments the want of true zeal in the brotherhood— r
and boafls of his oivn — the force of a ruling pafion—— the
earth confidered as a great animal — the paffion of love not
the fame in a true fon of Efculapius as in other men — his
own amour — a piSlure of his mi/lrefs in high tafle — fheivs
his learning in the defer iption of her mouthy arm and hand
-r^his mifrefs dies — his grief — ojid extraordinary confla-
tion — his unparalleled fidelity — he apologizes for giving this
hifory of his amour — the great difficulties Anatomifls have,
to encounter in theprefent times ^ arifing from falfe delicacy^
prejudice and ignorance — afrong inflance in proof that it
'was not fo formerly — curious argument- to prove the incon -
ffency of the prefetit opinions refpeBing the pratiice — he
mentions many obfacles ifi the road to fcience — and re-
proaches them for their intefine broils y at a time ivhen not
only popular clamour is loudy but even the powers of govern-
ment are exerted againf them — he then encourages his
brethren withhopes of better times y funded on theefablifjjment
of the College of Phyfcians — is infpired with the idea of
the ftrture glory of that infituticn — and prophefcs great

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-T R I E N D S and aflbciates ! lend a patient ear,
Sufpend intefline broils and reafon hear.

Ye followers of your wrath forbear —

Ye fons of your invectives fpare *,

The fierce difTention your htgh minds purfue
Is fport for others — ruinous to you.

Surely fome fatal influenza reigns,
Sonnie epidemic rabies turns your brains —
Is this a time for brethren to engage
In public contefl and in party rage ?
Fell difcord triumphs in your doubtful flrife
And, fmiling, whets her anatomic knife ♦,
Prepar'd to cut our precious limbs away
And leave the bleeding body to decay —

Seek ye for foes ! — alas, my friends, look round,
In ev'ry ilreet, fee numerous foes abound !

O 2 Methinks

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Methlnks I hear them cry, in varied tones,

*« Give us our father's — brother's — fifter's bones.**

Methinks I fee a mob of failors rife —

Revenge! — revenge! theycry^and damn their eyes —

Revenge for comrade Jack, whofe flefh they fay,

You minc'd to morfcls and then threw away.

Methinks I fee a black infernal train —

The genuine offspring of accurfed Cain —

Fiercely on you their angry looks are bent.

They grin and gibber dangerous difcontent

And feem to fay — " Is there not meat enough ?

" Ah ! maffa cannibal, why eat poor Cuff ?"

Ev'n hoftile watchmen fland in flrong array

And o'er our heads their threat'ning flaves difplay,

Howl hideous difcord thro' the noon of night

And fliake their dreadful lanthorns in our fight.

Say, are not thefe fufficient to engage
Your high wrought fouls eternal war to wage ?
Combine your flrength thefe monflers to fubduc
No friends of fcience and fworn foes to you 5
On thefe — -on thefe your wordy vengeance pour
And ftrive our fading glory to reflore.

Ah ! think how, late, our mutilated rites
And midnight orgies, were by fudden fright<s
And loud alarms profan'd — the facrifice,
Stretch'd on a board before our eager eyes.
All naked lay — ev'n when our chieftain ftood
Like a high prief}, prepared for fliedding blood ;
Prepar'd, with wondrous fkill, to cut or ilafli


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The gentle fllver or the deep drawn gafh 5
Prepar'd to plunge ev'n elbow deep in gore
[ Nature and nature's ferrets to explore-^-
Then a tumultuous cry — a fudden fear —
Proclaim'd the foe — th' enraged foe is near —
In fome dark hole the hard got corfe was laid
And we, in wild conclufion, fled difmay'd.

Think how, like brethren, we have fhar'd the toil
When in the Potter's Field * we fought for fpoi],
Did midnight ghofts and death and horrorbrave — -
To delve for fcience in the dreary grave.—
Shall I remind you of that awful night
When our compacted band maintain'd the fight
Againfl: an armed holt ? — fierce was the fray
And yet we bore our iheeted prize away.
Firm on a horfe's back the corfe was laid.
High blowing winds the winding fheet difplay'd 5
Swift flew the fteed — but ftill his burthen bore —
Fear made him fleet, who ne'er was fleet before 5
O'er tombs and funken graves he cours'd around.
Nor ought refpedfed confecrated ground.
Meantime the battle rag'd — fo loud the flrife,
The dead were almoft frighten'd into life —
Tho' not vi(fi:orious, yet we fcorn'd to yield,
Retook our prize and left the doubtful field.

In this degenerate age, alas ! how fev/
The paths of fcience with true zeal purfue ?
Some trifling contcft, fome deuifive joy
Too oft th' unfleady minds of youth employ.

* The Negro Burial ground.


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Forme — whom Esculapius hath infpir'd—
I boafl a foul with love of fcience fir'd ;
By one great object is my heart pollefl —
One ruling paffion quite abforbs the reft —
In this bright point my hopes and fears unite ;
And one purfuit alone can give delight.

To me things are not as to vulgar eyes,
I would all nature's works anatomize —
This v/orid a living monfler feems, to me.
Rolling and fpordng in th' aerial fea ;
The foil encompaffes her rocks and Ifones
As fiefh in animals encircles bones.
I fee vafl ocean, like a heart in play,
ViSintfyJiole and diajlok ev'ry day.
And by unnumber'd venous itreams fupply'd
Up her broad rivers force th' arterial tide. [fhew

The world's great lungs, monfoons and trade-winds
From eafl to well, from v/cfl to eaft they blow

Alternate refpiration

The hills are pimples which earth's face defik,
And burning JEtna^ an eruptive boil :
On her high mountains hairy forefts grow.
And downy grafs o'erfpreads the vales below j
From her vafl: body perfpirations rife
Condenfe in clouds and float beneath the fkies.
Thus fancy, faithful fervant of the heart.
Transforms all nature by her magic art.

Ev'n mighty Love, whofe pow'r all pow'r controuls.
Is Tior, in me, like love in other fouls —


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Yetlhavelov'd — and Cupid's fiibtle dart
Hath thro' my pericardium pierc'd my heart.
Brown Cadavera did my foul enfnare,
Was all my thought by night and dally care — r
I long'd to clafp, in her tranfcendent charms,
A living Ikeleton within my arms.

Long, lank and lead, my Cadavera flood.
Like the tall pine, the glory of the wood-
Oft times I gaz'd, with learned lldll to trace
The fharp edg'd beauties of her bony face —
There rofe Osfrontis prominent and bold.
In deep funk orbits two large eye-bails roll'd.
Beneath thofe eye-balls, two arch'd bones were feea
Whereon two flabby cheeks hung loofe and lean j
Between thofe cheeks, protuberant arofe,
In form triangular, her lovely nofe.
Like Egypt's pyramid it feem'd to rife,
Scorn earth, and bid defiance to the llcies ;
Thin were her lips, and of a fallow hue.
Her open mouth expos'd her teeth to view j
Proje6rlng ftrong, protuberant and wide
Stood incifores — and on either fide
The canine rang'd, with many a beauteous flaw.
And lafl: the grifiders, to fill up the jav/ — ■
All in their alveoh fix'd fccure,
Articulated by gomphofis fure.
Around her mouth, perpetual fmiles had mxade
V/rinkles \Yherdn the loves and graces play'd *,
There, flretch'd and rigid by continual Ifrain,
App^ar'd the zygomatic mufcles plain, ^


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And hroiid mcfitanuj o'er her peeked chin
Extended tofupportthe heav'nly grin.
In amorous dalliance of I ftroak'd her arm.
Each rifing mufcle was arifing charm.
0*er thejiexores my fond fingers playM,
I found inflrudlion with delight convey -d—
There carpusy cubitus and radius too
Were plainly felt and manifefl to view.
No mufcles on her love y hand werefeen.
But only bones envelop'd by a fkin.
Long were her fingers and her knuckles bare^
Much like the claw-foot of a walnut chair.
So plain was complex metacarpus (hewn
It might be fairly counted bone by bone.
Her (iendtr phalanxes were v/ell defin'd.
And each v/ith each by ginglymus combined.
Such were the charms that did my fancy fire
And love— chaflefcientific love infpire.

At length my Cadavera fell beneath
The fatal firoke of all fiibduing death —
Three days in grief— -three nights in tears I fpent.
And fighs inceflant gave my forrows vent.

Few are th' examples of a love fo true—
Ev'n from her death I confolation drew.
And in a fecret hour approached her grave
Refolv'd her precious corfe from worms to fave ;
With active haile remov'd the incumbent clay,
Seiz'd the rich prize and bore my love away.


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Her naked charms now lay before my fight,
I gaz'd with rapture and fupreme delight.
Nor could forbear, in ecftafy, to cr)^ — ^
Beneath that fhrivell'd fkin what treafures lie !
Then feafted to the full my amorous foul.
And fldnn'd and cut and flafh'd without controul.

'TwAs then I faw, what long I'd wifli'd to fee.
That heart which panted oft for love and me — '
In detail view'd the form I once ador'd.
And nature's hidden myfteries explor'd.

Alas ! too truly did the wife man fay
That flefli is grafs, and fubjeft to decay —
Not fo the bones — of fubflance firm and hard
Long they remain th' anatomift's reward."
Wife nature, in her providential care.
Did, kindly, bones from vile corruption fparc,
That fons their fathers' fkeletons might have
And heav'n born fcience triumph o'er the grave.

My true love's bones I boil'd — from fat and lean
Thefe hands induftrious fcrap'd them fair and clean,
And every bone d^d to its place reflore.
As nature's hand had placed them long before ;
Thefe fingers twifled ev'ry pliant wire
With patient fkill, urg'd on by ftrong defire.
Now what remains of Cadavera's mine.
Securely hanging in a cafe of pine.

Ofttimes I fit and contemplate her charms,

Her nodding fkuU and her long dangling arms,

'Till quite inflam'd with paflion for the dead

I take her beauteous flceleton to bed —

There ftretch'd, at length, clofe to my faithful fide

She lies all night a lovely grinning br'.de. —

V Excufe

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Excuse, my friends, this detail of my love.
You muft th' intent, if not the tale approve ;
By facfts exemplary I meant to fhew
To what extent a genuine zeal will go.
A mind, fo fix'd, will not be drawn alide
By vain difTentions or a partial pride ;
But ev'ry hoftile fentiment fubdue
And keep the ruling paffion ftill in view.

False delicacy— prejudices ftrong.
Which no dillin^lions know 'twixt right and wrong,
Againfl our noble fcience fpend their rage
And mark th' ignorance of this vulgar age.

Time was, when men their living flefli would fpare
And to the knife their quiv'ring nates bare,
Thatfkilful furgeons nofes might obtain
For nofes loft — and cut and come again —
But now the living churlifhly refufe
To give their dead relations tj our ufe ;
Talk of decorum— and a thoufand whims —
A¥hene'er we hack their v/ives' or daughters' limbs ;
And yet their tables daily they fupply
With the rich fruits of fad mortality ;
Will pick, and gut and cook a chicken's corfe, .
Diffe^ and eat it up without remorfe ;
Devouring fifli, flefli, fowl, whatever comes.
Nor fear the ghofbs of murder'd hecatombs.

Now Where's the difference ? — to th' impartial eye
A leg of mutton and a human thigh
Are juft the fame — for furely all mufl own
Fiefh is but flefli, and bone is only bone ;


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And tho' indeed, fome flefh and bone may grow
To make a monkey — fome to make a beau,
Still the materials are the fame, we know.
Nor can our anatomic knowledge trace
Internal marks diftinftive of our race. —

Whence, then, thefe loud complaints — thefe hofts
Combin'd our ufeful labours to oppofe ? [^of foes

How long ihall fooliih prejudices reign ?
And when fliall reafon her jufl empire gain ?

Ah ! full of danger is the up-hill road.
That leads the youth to learning's high abode :
His way thick mifts of vulgar errors blind.
And fneering fatire follows clofe behind ;
Sour envy ftrews the rugged path with thorns.
And lazy ignorance his labour fcorng.

Is this u time, yc brethren of the knife.
For civil conteff and internal flrife ?
When loud againfl us general clamours cry.
And perfccution lifts her la{h on high ?
When government — that many headed beafl—
Againfl our pra(5f ice rears her horrid creft,
And, our nofturnal accefs to oppofe,
Around the dead a penal barrier * throws ?
To crufh our fchools her awful pow'r applies,
And ev'n forbids the gibbet's juft fupplies. f

Yet in this night of darknefs, ftorms and fears.
Behold one bright benignant (far :}: appears—


•* A law pad at New -York, making it penal to (leal bodies
from the burial ground,
f The wheelbarrow ot'Pennfylvania.
t The Medical College.

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Long may it fhinc, and, e*er it's courfe is run,
Increafe, in fize and fplendour, to a fun ! —
Methinks I fee this fun of future days,
Spread far abroad his d'lplomatic rays —
See life and health fubmit to his controul,
And like a planet, death around him roll.

Methinks I fee a flately fabric rife,
Rear'd on the fkulls of thele our enemies :
I fee the bones of our invet'rate foes
Hang round its walls in fcientific rows.
nere folemn fit the learned of the day
Difpenfmg death with uncontrouled fway,
And hj prefcription regulate with eafe
The fudden crifis or the flow difeafe.

Then fhall phyficians their millenium find.
And reign the- real fov'reigns of mankind :
Then (hall the face of this vile world be chang'd —
And nature's healthful laws all new arrang'd-^'.
In min'ral powders all her dufl fhall rife.
And all her infefts fhall be Spanifh flies :
In medicated potions flreams fhall flow.
Pills fall in hail-ftorms, and fharp falts in fnow ;
In ev'f y quagmire boluffes be found,
xVnd flimy cataplafms fpread the ground-
Nature herfelf afTume the chymifl's part.
And furnifh poifons unfublim'd by ait.

Then to our fchools fhall wealth in currents flow.
Our theatres no want of fubjefts know *,
Nor laws nor mobs th' Anatomifl fliall dread.
For graves fhall freely render up their dead..


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