Impatient sees his country bought and sold,
And damns the market where he takes no gold.
Grave, righteous S1 jogs on till, past belief,
He finds himself companion with a thief.

To purge and let thee blood with fire and sword, Is all the help stern S 2 would afford.

That those who bind and rob thee would not

kill,

Good Chopes, and candidly sits still.
Of Chs W* who speaks at all?

Б

No more than of Sir Har y or Sir P··:5 Whose names once up, they thought it was not wrong

To lie in bed, but sure they lay too long.

Gr, Cm, Bt, pay thee due regards, Unless the ladies bid them mind their cards. with wit that must

And Cd who speaks so well and writes,
Whom (saving W.) every Sharper bites,

Whose wit and

must needs

• equally provoke one, Finds thee, at best, the butt to crack his joke on. As for the rest, each winter up they run, And all are clear, that something must be done.

8 Perhaps the Earl of Carlisle.

4 Sir Charles Hanbury Williams.

5 Sir Henry Oxenden and Sir Paul Methuen.
• Lords Gower, Cobham, and Bathurst.

Lord Chesterfield.

Then urged by Ct, or by Ct stopp'd,
Inflamed by P.,2 and by P. dropp'd;
They follow reverently each wondrous wight,
Amazed that one can read, that one can write:
(So geese to gander prone obedience keep,
Hiss if he hiss, and if he slumber, sleep)
Till having done whate'er was fit or fine,
Utter'd a speech, and ask'd their friends to dine,
Each hurries back to his paternal ground,
Content but for five shillings in the pound,
Yearly defeated, yearly hopes they give,
And all agree Sir Robert cannot live.

8

Rise, rise, great W., fated to appear,
Spite of thyself a glorious minister!
Speak the loud language princes....
And treat with half the ......

..

At length to B kind, as to thy....
Espouse the nation, you

What can thy H

Dress in Dutch...

Though still he travels on no bad pretence, To show

Or those foul copies of thy face and tongue, Veracious W...5 and frontless Young; 6

1 Lord Carteret.

2 William Pulteney, created in 1742 Earl of Bath.

8 Walpole.

4 Either Sir Robert's brother Horace, who had just quitted his embassy at the Hague, or his son Horace, who was then on his travels.

W. Winnington.

6 Sir William Young.

Sagacious Bub, so late a friend, and there
So late a foe, yet more sagacious H···?2
Hervey and Hervey's school, F., Hy, Hn,'
Yea, moral Ebor," or religious Winton.

How! what can Ow, what can D

The wisdom of the one and other chair,
N...7
laugh, or D.'s3 sager ........

Or thy dread truncheon M's mighty peer?
What help from J...'s1o opiates canst thou draw,
Or H⚫k's11 quibbles voted into law?

C. 12, that Roman in his nose alone, Who hears all causes, B.,18 but thy own, Or those proud fools whom nature, rank, and fate Made fit companions for the sword of state. Can the light packhorse, or the heavy steer, The sowzing prelate, or the sweating peer, Drag out with all its dirt and all its weight, The lumbering carriage of thy broken state?

1 Dodington.

2 Probably Hare, Bishop of Chichester.

8 Fox and Henley.

4 Hinton.

5 Blackburn, Archbishop of York, and Hoadley, Bishop of Winchester.

6 Onslow, Speaker of the House of Commons, and the Earl of Delawar, Chairman of the Committees of the House of Lords.

7 Newcastle.

8 Dorset; perhaps the last word should be sneer.

9 Duke of Marlborough.

10 Jekyll.

11 Hardwick.

12 Probably Sir John Cummins, Lord Chief Justice of the Common Pleas.

18 Britain.

Alas! the people curse, the carman swears,
The drivers quarrel, and the master stares.

The plague is on thee, Britain, and who tries To save thee, in the infectious office dies. The first firm P·y soon resign'd his breath, Brave Sw1 loved thee, and was lied to death. Good M⚫mt's 2 fate tore Pth from thy side, And thy last sigh was heard when Wm died.

6

Thy nobles sls, thy ses bought with gold, Thy clergy perjured, thy whole people sold, An atheist, a 's ad......

Blotch thee all o'er, and sink.....

Alas! on one alone our all relies,

Let him be honest, and he must be wise.

Let him no trifler from his

Nor like his......... still a....

school,

Be but a man! unminister'd, alone,

And free at once the senate and the throne;
Esteem the public love his best supply,
A's true glory his integrity;

Rich with his...... in his.....strong,
Affect no conquest, but endure no wrong.
Whatever his religion or his blood,

9

His public virtue makes his title good.

Europe's just balance and our own may stand,

And one man's honesty redeem the land.

9 An allusion perhaps to Frederick Prince of Wales.

THE FOURTH EPISTLE OF THE FIRST BOOK OF HORACE.1

SAY, St. John, who alone peruse
With candid eye the mimic muse,
What schemes of politics, or laws,
In Gallic lands the patriot draws?
Is then a greater work in hand,

Than all the tomes of Haines's band?
'Or shoots he folly as it flies?
Or catches manners as they rise?'
Or urged by unquench'd native heat,
Does St. John Greenwich sports repeat?
Where (emulous of Chartres' fame)
E'en Chartres' self is scarce a name.

To you (the all envied gift of heaven)
The indulgent gods, unask'd, have given
A form complete in every part,
And, to enjoy that gift, the art.

What could a tender mother's care

Wish better, to her favourite heir,
Than wit, and fame, and lucky hours,
A stock of health, and golden showers,
And graceful fluency of speech,
Precepts before unknown to teach?

1 Attributed to Pope.