1787
ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION
George Colman
Toby, "To the Printer" Morning Chronicle (3 September 1787).
Commentary for
George Colman:
1756: Robert Lloyd
1758: George Colman
1760: Thomas Gray
1760: William Shenstone
1760: Thomas Gray
1764: T. D.
1765: Rev. John Langhorne
1765: Simon Satisfied
1765: Moderation
1765: A Friend
1766: J. Singleton
1767: Oxon
1767: Anonymous
1767: George Philip Tousy
1767: Oxon
1768: Anonymous
1769: T. M.
1769: Philambo
1770: Anonymous
1771: Philo-Shakespear
1773: A Templar
1773: Anonymous
1773: Anonymous
1773: Anonymous
1774: Anonymous
1774: Thaliater
1776: G.
1778: J. O—y
1778: Philo-Musa
1778: Vindex
1780: Horace Walpole
1780: Anonymous
1781: Rev. William Tasker
1783: P. S. Edinensis
1784: Dorinda
1786: William Cowper
1786: Ambo-Dexter
1787: Nimrod
1787: Anti-Nimrod
1787: Toby
1788: William Hayley
1789: John Williams
1794: F. R. S.
1801: Arthur Murphy
1804: Rev. William Tooke
1824: Bryan Waller Procter
1835: Robert Southey
1843: John Holland
Commentary by
Toby:
1787: George Colman
At him again, my little Col,
Lash those obscene posteriors,
And sharply teach this tiddy-dol
Respect to his superiours.
You have him, Gildrig, hip and thigh,
Give him his full deserts,
For what but such a tiny fly
Can sit upon his skirts!
Our monkies, borne from day to day,
Familiar are become;
But let us drive with scorn away
This Ape with naked bum:
Who, vilely grinning, drops his stains
On every rank and calling;
With horror chills the matron's veins,
And sets the maids a squalling.
But see him, in his World, receive
From Colly's hand the switch,
And strait apply, with Cowslip's leave,
The Thing to his own breech.
Callous — but, Westminster, thy school
Would set him soon a jogging;
He, who no skirted coat can pull
To save him from the flogging.
Scourge then, my boys, this broad offence,
(But with averted eyes)
Till bloody drops of penitence
Bedew the sacrifice.
Now Cowslip run — 'tis He,
Run, scream with loudest notes,
And o'er the foul enormity
Throw all thy petticoats.
Ne'er heed —†thy better bum bewitches
All eyes by whom 'tis noted;
Hereafter let it wear the breeches,
And his go petticoated.