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(6) (illegible text) willed city ncr.r Solway in the South; it being on a Sunday, and a beautiful fun ftiinc day. amongft feme foul in hafVett work Weather, earned4;he Lord Mayorweeks nftharnlace hardwhich and pat in the whole field* of reheat barveft, and the prietta' o f that church commended him therefore : 'Becaufe the icafon was backward, why fhould ndt man be difobedient ? cAnd this infe&ionwill is come here agfo, the lofstoofome this Sabbath-day becounted a blackfurely Saturday when I walk in the fields, I know it not but by the flopping of the plow, when in the'chy, only by the . ekifiViefs’ of a few (hop doers and the found of the bells, degenerate ideas bf religion indeed ! when the high praife is founded o«ly by bell metal. “ A found-. ing brafs and h tinkling ..ymbaL” Is it not come to* pafs, the childrena follow theirtarerns gaming,rearandlikeoldAetha’s fmnersmouth; thei> ftrolling bout, nothing ftopt but coal-carts and common carriers, the'Sabbath lafls no longer than the fermsm, andi the fermon is meafured by a little,land in a giafs; many, too many frequent the church feemingly only, to (hew their antic drefi, with heads of a mouftrous form more fnrprifing than thofe deferihed by Ariftotle, as for length exceeding that of an afits head ears and SH, and ah! how humbling would it be to fee their heads ft nick into fitch fonne, &c. They dtfdain now to ride on pads as of old or to bcO hobled on a horfe’s hardies, but muft be burled behind1; the tail, fafely feated in a leather conyeniency and! there they fly fwiftly as in the chariot of Aminadab. They will not fpeak in the language of their na :

  • ive country^, but muft have fouthern oaths, refined? 1

like raw fugaf thro’ the mills of curfiag, finely poll filed and fairly ftruck in the profane minref London* into a perfeft form of flunkey language; even the very wild Arabs from the mountain tops, who have mat yet get EngHflito profane jtheir Maker’s name* will cry, Got, Cot; hateful is it’to hear them (’wear who cannot fpeak, O ! ftrange aUcration fiace the days