IT ® IFlUB GRAPHICAL, TOPOGRAPHICAL, QUIZZICAL, COMICAL, USEFUL AND ENTERTAINING, WITH HUNDREDS OF CUTS HUMOROUS AND NUMEROUS, / Q BY PEN AND PENCIL AND THE POET OF MOSES. • - • 6 J Down the river from bridge to margate. From London Bridge, where'er your eye you cast, Pours the full tide of human beings past, Where, with like haste, through several ways they run, Some to undo, and some to be undone. The steam- boat piers present a lively sight; The ripples glisten in the sunbeams bright : Now rolls the ponderous paddle- wheel— the crowd, Forth from the funnel see the smoky cloud. " Go on a- head !" that cry the captain gave, And lo! the steamer cleaves the parted wave. First slowly on by Billingsgate we move, Where epicures may buy the fish they love. Here Simpson spreads for all his ample board, For eighteen- pence, with every luxury stored; A glorious place, where glorious men have dined, Despite the market's language, unrefined. The Custom House, built more for use than show, Extends its lengthy structure just below. Here many a voyager thinks to hide booty. " England expects each man to do his duty." The Tower by Julius Caesar first was reared, Who the first seizer of this land appeared, By turns a palace and a prison made, For centuries past it gave to tyrant's aid ; Whose murdered victims in its walls confined, Pass like dark phantoms here before the mind. From ten till four the Tower you may see, ( Except the room the jewels are in) free, But there the officials, who like such a job, Admit the public for one lob per nob. Next to the Tower lie St. Katherine's Docks, Whose great extent all mere description mocks ; Next come the famous London Docks, as great, That welcome ships, no matter what the freight. Sixty- five thousand pipes of wine are found Within the mighty vaults deep under ground, Whilst the tobacco warehouse keeps in store Enough to fill full sixty millions more. Unseen, but not unknown, we pass the Tunnel, Another mighty monument by Brunei. Without the joke, it can be truly shown, The greatest undertaking ever known. At Limehouse Pier we find our steamer stopping A Poplar road, although it leads to Wrapping. Here ends the pool, and— famous place for frogs— Begins the highly valued Isle of Dogs. Now bursting forth, in amplitude of green, The Kentish hills in sunny light are seen, The river widens, and the freshening breeze, Inflates the lungs, and sets our hearts at ease. Where Deptford, dirty, dingy town appears, A dockyard's been for full three hundred years ; Here for the navy something's always making, From building ships to humbler biscuit- baking. To Town and Country Booksellers. E. 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History of the Wedding Ring, and Bridal Mysteries II. Wooing and Weddings III. History of Marriage " ' Love- Lore has many taking traits beside its title. Its historical and antiquarian lore will command many readers. It is well informed, and nicely written."— Weekly Times. THE TRADE SUPPLIED IN TOWN AND COUNTRY. London: E. Dipple, 42, Holywell- street, Strand ; Shepherd, Scotland- road, Liverpool ; Heywood, Manchester ; Francc and Co., Newcastec- on- Tyne; Love, Glasgow ; Nash, Bath ; Brown, York ; Robin- son. Edinburgh ; and all booksellers. Then with its noble decks behold afar, The Dreadnought, once Trafalgar's ship of war ; Where guns dealt death has mercy placed a bed To ease the suffering sailor's pangs instead The ship, with such a higher mission blest, Looks like an aged warrior at rest. Now Greenwich smiles upon the silver flood, ( That's when high- water hides the offensive mud) ; its glorious Hospital, a Briton's pride, Throned on the Thames is mirrored in its tide. Behind the outline of its noble dome, That marks the aged seaman's happy home— Rise the tall trees that spread their branches round, And shade the fine old Park's familiar ground; Whilst on the hill, where breathless climbers stop, The Royal Observatory crowns the top Delightful spot to spend a summer's day, To pass the hours dreamily away, To watch the foliage in the sunlight seen Fling on the grass a quivering shade of green, To see the outstretched city at our feet, The winding river with its motley fleet, The crowd of spires, whilst towering over all, Heaves the huge rounded shoulders of St. Paul, Till the wide prospect dwindling to the gaze, Is lost amidst the dim and distant haze. ' Tis thus we meditate on One- Tree hill ( Pity that one tree don't exist there still) Till loudly falling on the startled ear, Breaks the harsh cry of " nuts or ginger beer." A Pensioner describing the Battle of Trafalgar —••} • GUIDE TO THE THAMES. A little further on and then we near ; The Railway terminus at Blackwall. Pier. Here in the season parties dine and lunch, Sharing their favours ' twixt white- bait and punch. Now Woolwich with its Dockyard meets the eye, Facing the Railway terminus close by. Four thousand shipwrights work here all day long Its garrison is kept three thousand strong, Warrior Convict Hulk. Its barracks, cannon- foundry and rotunda, Makes this our greatest military wonder. The close- pressed tide- gates— the long lines of walls The huge- coiled cables, and the thundering falls Of weighty hammers, all proclaim again How well Britannia keeps and rules the main. The gloomy hulks seen moored along the shore, The heavy lighters taking in their store ; The raking craft that sail up quick behind, Their fluttering pennants streaming in the wind ; The noble vessels that the ship- yards own, Each like a grand sea- monarch on his throne, Unite to make a scene of British birth That hardly has a rival on the earth. Through Gallion's reach and then see Erith pier, Backed by the wooded heights of Belvidere. Its " ivyed spire" and pretty pastoral look Invite a stroll in this secluded nook. Purfleet now lies upon the Essex coast, 1 Its powder stores are all it has to boast, But having got Elizabethan fame, It owes to " Good Queen Bess" its modern name. Next Greenhithe comes, and with it Ingress Hall, Which ' Harmer's seat," the truthful guide books call, ' Tis picturesque with groups of fleeting skiff's, Dark red- brick cottages and tall chalk cliffs. Rosherville Gardens. MARGATE PIER AND HARBOUR. Northfleet appears, and then, beyond the hill, The tower and turrets of charming Rosherville. , Here in this fairy spot— enchanted ground! Attractions numberless are ever found. Here Baron Nathan ( who, of course, you know) Sports like a sylph his light fantastic toe. The Clifton Baths then on our way are met, With Chinese cupola and minaret, Whilst dabbling in the mud are naked imps, So small yon take them for the Gravesend shrimps. Gravesend— where thousands annually come down To breathe a little country air from town What words can give a notion of thy charms, Thy views of water, wood, wild, villages and farms? No mere description can thy scenes recall So go up Windmill Hill and see them all. From Tilbury Fort we hasten towards the shore, Where Thames and Medway meeting form the Nore. Sheerness, Southend and picturesque Herne Bay ; We pass in quick succession on our way Till our fine boat, all cares and perils past, Arrives in Margate harbour safe at last. Thus have we shown, by humble rhyme employed, How with these trips the Thames may be enjoyed. And every one may get in annual stores, Health from its breezes, solace from its shores. GRAPHICAL, TOPOGRAPHICAL, QUIZZICAL, COMICAL, USEFUL AND ENTERTAINING, WITH HUNDREDS OF CUTS HUMOROUS AND NUMEROUS, BY PEN AND PENCIL AND THE POET OF MOSES. UP THE RIVER - FROM LONDON BRIDGE TO HAMPTON COURT. London Bridge has five arches, and though you may laugh, Cost nearly a million of cash and a half; In 1831 it was opened with pride, And the roadway is said to be fifty feet wide. The building close by it is Fishmongers' Hall, Where many good soles would be found if you call. Southwark Bridge of cast iron, is truly a wonder, Of course you'll cast eye on it as you pass under. Blackfriars Bridge, next, on your way will be met, Where a very good view of St. Paul's you may get. Then the Temple is seen, having lawyers a store, So there's craft in the chambers and craft on the shore. Next comes Somerset House, which ( a late metamorphosis) Now is a nest of mere government offices. Waterloo Bridge, as its architect willed it, Cost more than a million of money to build it. No bridge in the world is, however, so fine, And the first stone was laid eighteen hundred and nine. Here is Hungerford Bridge that by Brunel was planned And by which he the Thames so ingeniously spanned; It is thirty feet high from the river below So the bridge is a high'un as facts plainly show. Old Westminster Bridge, but a cobbled up ruin, Looks always as if something somewhere wants doin'. The stone is magnesia and limestone— two faults That corrected by chemistry make Epsom Salts, A fact that we give without quibble or quirk, To show how the bridge is so long made to work. The Houses of Parliament now we may mention, As objects that next will engage the attention; The Houses of Parliament. Price 6 d. tHE RECIPE BOOK OF THE TOILET; a Manual of Utility, Ele- gance, and Personal Comfort After perusing many of the pages of this little work we pronounce it to be the best manual of the kind, out of sight, that has yet appeared. It is only necessary to read a page or two to see that the author is no empi- ric, and is quite capable of the task he has undertaken. We can, therefore, both heartily and conscientiously recommend the " Recipe Book of the Toilet," as greatly tending to pro- mote a proper knowledge of the management of the person, and as being, what it indeed professes to be, a complete, practical, and easy treatise on the art of the toilet To perceive the accuracy and attention with which it has been written, it is only necessary to mention— we quote from the preface— that the medical recipes have been framed from the works of Drs. Graham, Erasmus Wilson, Savory, Boss tock, and Andrew Combe: the chemical one- from the works of Ure, Cooley, and Orfila : and that " for some of the miscellanea, the writer has been indepted to the ' Handbook of the Laundry,' to ' Francis's Dictionary Jof Practical Recipes,' and to several other works of a similar praiseworthy character." 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The opposite shore— once a scene of iniquity, Gives old Lambeth Palace— a bit of antiquity ; Here hundreds of years the archbishops have been, And the famed " Lollard's Tower" is still to be seen. See the bridge of Vauxhall and the gardens close by Which boasts of its walks all so fine to the eye. On the left is Nine Elms— the Red House just above Is famous for matches both pigeon and love. On the right by those gardens, it's right you were told, Is seed a fine cedar three hundred years old. The next is the Hospital where every day, Two hundred old soldiers, disabled and grey, May be seen to sit down to their dinner and tea, A sight that it does a man's heart good to see. Then comes Batter sea Bridge that too long has there st ood, An ill- looking, troublesome structure of wood. For years it has been a disgrace to the river, No wonder that sailors its timbers would shiver. 4 GUIDE TO THE THAMES. Old Isleworth church with its ivy looks pretty, A pastoral scene that we look at and say, " Just the right sort of place to come down from the city, And have all the smoke of the town blown away." Hammersmith Suspension Bridge. A little beyond is Cremorne, so well known, For its hundred attractions in summer- time shown. Putney Bridge is nest reached, whither anglers approach, For perch, chub and eels, dace, gudgeons and roach. At Fulham the Bishop of London must be, On the banks of the Thames to attend to his see. The river here takes a sharp turn in its bed, A good turn deserving another it's said, So we find when the Hammersmith Bridge comes in sight It was there hung in chains, which no doubt served it right. At Chiswick, past which we are rapidly hurried, Fox came to reside and there Hogarth lies buried. Whilst Mortlake and Barnes close together, you'll thank Us, for now pointing out on the opposite bank. Near Kew, where a handsome stone bridge will be seen, Joe Miller once lived in this " Strand- on- the- green." And over the left you may see the Chinese Pagoda look well rising over the trees. Kew Gardens are highly deserving inspection, Of plants it's the largest and rarest collection. The river begins here to show its best features; The swan, as the girls say—" that duck of a creature," Is seen on the surface, that just as expected Will show the fine form of the image reflected. To the right, in a park if you chance right to look, You will see Sion House where Northumberland's duke From the turmoil of London comes snugly to dine, And you'll say ( when you see it) " I wish it was mine And here we come to Richmond Park, With its wood- crowned hills and leafy shades. Where London tourists disembark, To pic- nic in those tangled glades ; And every year in summer cram, Their pies and porter, beef and ham, In basket, paper, hat and hamper, And o'er the greensward joyous scamper. Here of its ancient palace may be seen, The Tudor gateway lingering on the green ; Here Kean lies buried, here with fancy's range, ' Did Thomson sing the seasons and their change; And here to make these six long lines complete, Has Lord John Russell got a country seat. From Richmond Park the wondrous view is such, We can't describe it— it reveals so much, Wood, walks and water, when the hill's ascended, Are all in one vast panorama blended. Across the bridge, and if your steps you quicken'em, You soon would reach the pleasant place called Twickenham. But vain you seek Pope's villa, Strawberry Hill, The names alone are to be met with still. Close by those meads for ever crowned with flowers, You now will see proud Hampton's palace towers. Here you of course will stop and look about, And take a little luncheon I've no doubt. For mind and body both on every side The best refreshment Hampton can provide. The tangled maze your footsteps will invite, The thousand pictures, will your eyes delight. The chestnut avenue in blossom seen, Is just the view to set before a queen. The vine, the grounds, the curious things you're shown The orange- trees, the finest ever known— The shaded walks— and all you see, in short Will make you leave with sorrow— Hampton Court. a FORTUNE FOR TEN PENCE . All the art and mysteries of reading your own character and looking into the future, is to be learned bv an attentive persual of the SCIENCE OF PALMISTRY, which con. tains ample directions for judging of a person's character by an inspection of the lines which intersect the palm of his or her hand, a test never yet known to fail, and infinitely superior in every respect to the much- vaunted divining by the handwriting or hair of the head. Sent Post free for 10 postage stamps. Ad- dress E. Dipple. 42, Holywell- street, Strand.