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Literary
February 21, 1815
The New Hampshire Gazette
Portsmouth, Rockingham County, New Hampshire
What is this article about?
A satirical poem published in the New-York Gazette as a notification for a meeting of the 'Ugly Club' in the city, inviting those with ugly forms to join while scorning vain beauty seekers, emphasizing the value of the mind over superficial graces.
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Full Text
From the New-York Gazette.
A Notification for a Meeting of the Ugly Club of this City.
Vain flutterers in Beauty's beam!
Away! 'tis not on you we call:
Glide on, down Folly's idle stream,
Nor dare to seek our hallowed Hall.
But ye! whose ugly forms and faces,
In Nature's frolic mood designed,
Have taught to shun the tinsel graces,
And court the treasures of the mind:
Ye, who ne'er basked in "Lady's bower,"
Whose lips were ne'er by Beauty kiss't,
For you it comes—the welcome hour!
Lin! Lin! O List!!!!
A Notification for a Meeting of the Ugly Club of this City.
Vain flutterers in Beauty's beam!
Away! 'tis not on you we call:
Glide on, down Folly's idle stream,
Nor dare to seek our hallowed Hall.
But ye! whose ugly forms and faces,
In Nature's frolic mood designed,
Have taught to shun the tinsel graces,
And court the treasures of the mind:
Ye, who ne'er basked in "Lady's bower,"
Whose lips were ne'er by Beauty kiss't,
For you it comes—the welcome hour!
Lin! Lin! O List!!!!
What sub-type of article is it?
Poem
Satire
What themes does it cover?
Social Manners
Moral Virtue
What keywords are associated?
Ugly Club
Satire On Beauty
Notification
Moral Verse
New York Gazette
What entities or persons were involved?
From The New York Gazette
Literary Details
Title
A Notification For A Meeting Of The Ugly Club Of This City.
Author
From The New York Gazette
Subject
Notification For A Meeting Of The Ugly Club
Form / Style
Satirical Verse Invitation
Key Lines
Vain Flutterers In Beauty's Beam!
Away! 'Tis Not On You We Call:
Glide On, Down Folly's Idle Stream,
Nor Dare To Seek Our Hallowed Hall.
But Ye! Whose Ugly Forms And Faces,
In Nature's Frolic Mood Designed,
Have Taught To Shun The Tinsel Graces,
And Court The Treasures Of The Mind:
Ye, Who Ne'er Basked In "Lady's Bower,"
Whose Lips Were Ne'er By Beauty Kiss't,
For You It Comes—The Welcome Hour!
Lin! Lin! O List!!!!