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Say, the proud title meant to plume the son, While fading laurels shade her drooping head Why gain by guilt, what virtue might have won? | And mark her Burleighs, Blakes, and Marlbro's Vain shall the son his herald honours trace,

dead! Whose parent peer 's but patriot in disgrace. Such were thy sons, O happy isle ! of old,

Vain, on the solemn head of hoary age, In counsel prudent, and in action bold: Totters the mitre, if ambition's rage

Now view a Pelham puzzling o'er thy fate, To mammon pow'r the hallow'd heart incline, Lost in the maze of a perplex'd debate; And titles only mark the priest divine.

And sage Newcastle, with fraternal skill, Blest race! to whom the golden age remains, Guard the nice conduct of a nation's quill: Ease without care, and plenty without pains: See truncheons trembling in the coward hand, For you the earth unlabour'd treasure yields, Though bold rebellion half subdue the land ; And the rich sheaves spontaneous crown the While ocean's god, indignant, wrests again fields;

The long-deputed trident of the main". No toilsome dews pollute the rev'rend brow, Sleep our last heroes in the silent tomb? Each holy hand unbarden'd by the plough; Why springs no future worthies from the womb! Still burst the sacred garners with their store, Not nature sure, since nature's still the same, And fails, unceasing, thunder on the floor. But education bars the road to fame. O bounteous Heav'n ! yet Heav'n how seldom Who hopes for wisdom's crop, must till the soul, shares

And virtue's early lesson should control: The titheful tribute of the prelate's pray'rs! To the young breast who valour would impart, Lost to the stall, in senates still they nod, Must plant it by example in the heart. And all the monarch steals them from the God: Ere Britain fell to mimic modes a prey, 'Thy praises, Brunswick, every breast inspire, And took the foreign polish of our day, The ihrone tbeir altar, and the court their choir ; Train'd to the martial labours of the field, Here earliest incense they devoutly bring, Our youth were taught the massy spear to wield; Here everlasting hallelujah's sing:

In halcyon peace, beneath whose downy wings Thou ! only thou ! almighty to—Iranslate, The merchant smiles, and lab'ring peasant sings, Thou their great golden deity of state.

With civil arts to guard their country's cause, Who seeks on merit's stock to graft success, Direct her counsels, and defend her laws : In vain invokes the ray of pow'r to bless; Henice a long race of ancient worthies rose, The steni, too stubborn for the courtly soil, Adorn'd the land, and triumph'd o'er our foes. With barren branches mocks the virtuous toil. Ye sacred shades ! who through th' Elysian More pliant plants the royal regions suit,

grove, Where knowledge still is held forbidden fruit ; With Rome's fam'd chiefs,and Grecian sages rove, 'Tis these alone the kindly nurture share,

Blush to behold what arts your offspring grace ! And all Hesperia's golden treasures bear.

Each fopling heir now marks his sire's disgrace ; Let folly still be fortune's fondling heir, An embrio breed ! of such a doubtful frame, and science meet a step-dame in the fair.

You scarce could know the sex but by the name : Let courts, like fortune, disinherit sense,

Fraught with the native follies of his home, And take the idiot charge from Providence. Torn from the nurse, the babe of mirth must The idiot head the cap and bells may fit,

roam; But how disguise a Lyttelton and Pitt!

Through foreign climes exotic vice explore, 0! once-lov'd youths! Britannia's blooming and call each weed, regardless of the flow'r, hore,

Proud of thy spoils, O Italy and France ! Fair freedom's twins, and once the themeof Pope; The soft enervate strain, and cap'ring dance : What wond'ring senates on your accents hung, From Sequan's streams, and winding banks of Po, Ere fatt'ry's poison chill'd the patriot tongue ! He comes. ve gods! an all-accomplish'd beau ! Rome's sacred thunder awes no more the ear; Unhumaniz'd in dress, with cheeks so wan! But Pelham smiles, who trembled once to hear. He mocks God's image in the mimic man; · Say, whence this change? less galling is the Great judge of arts! o'er toilettes now presides, chain,

Corrects our fashions, or an opera guides; Though Walpole, Carteret, or a Pelham reign? From tyrant Handel rends th’imperial bay, If senates still the pois’nous bane imbibe,

And guards the Magna Charta of-Sol-fa. And every palm grows callous with the bribe; Sick of a land where virtue dwells no more, If sev'n long years mature the venal voice, See Liberty prepar'd to quit our shore ! While freedom mourns her long-defrauded Pruning her.pinions, on yon beacon'd height choice;

The goddess stands, and meditates ber flight; If justice waves o'er fraud a lenient hand, Now spreads her wings, unwilling yet to fly, And the red locust rages through the land. Again o’er Britain casts a pitying eye;

Sunk in these bonds, to Britain what avails, Who wields her sword, or balances ber scales?

the Mediterranean: as the nation was unluckily Veer round the compass, change to change suc

the only victim on that occasion, the lenity of By every son the mother now must bleed :(ceed, our aquarian judicature has, I think, evidently Vain all her hosts, on foreign shores array'd, proved, that a court-martial and a martial-court Though lost by Wentworth,or presert'd by Wade. are by no means synonymous terms. Fleets, once which spread through distant worlds

| 9 The reader will readily conclude these lines - her name !

were written before our worthy admirals Anson Now ride inglorious trophies of her shame; and Warren had so eminently distinguished

themselves in the service of their country. • Alluding to the ever-memorable no-fight in

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Loath to depart, methinks I hear her say, | Smokes not from Lincoln meads the stately loin, “ Why urge me thus, ungrateful isle, away! Or rosy gammon of Hantonian swine? For you, I left Achaia's happy plains,

From Darkin's roosts the feather'd victims bleed, For you resign'd my Romans to their chains; | And Thames still wafts we ocean's scaly breed. Here fondly fix'd my last lov'd favourite seat, Though Gallia's vines their costly juice deny, And 'midst the mighty nations made thee great: Still Tajo's % banks the jocund glass supply; Why urge me then, ungrateful isle, away!" Still distant worlds nectareous treasures roll, Again she, sighing, says, or seems to say.

And either India sparkles in my bowl; O Stanhopel! skill'd in ev'ry moving art,

Or Devon's boughs, or Dorset's bearded fields, That charms the ear, or captivates the heart !

To Britain's arms a British beverage yields. Be your's the task, the goddess to retain,

Rich in these gifts, why should I wish for And call her parent virtue back again;

more? Improve your pow'ra sinking land to save,

Why harter conscience for superfluous store? And vindicate the servant from the slave :

Or haunt the levee of a purse-proud peer, 0! teach the vassal courtier how to share

To rob poor Fielding of the curule chair3? The royal favour with the public pray'r:

Let the lean bard, whose belly, void of bread, Like Latium's genius 9 stem thy country's doom, | Puffs up pierian rapours to his head, And, though a Cæsar smile, remember Rome;

smile. remember Rome : | In birth-day odes his flimsy fustian vent,. With all the patriot dignify the place,

And torture truth into a compliment; And prove at least one statesman may have

atesman' may have Wear out the knocker of a great man's door, grace.

Be pimp and poet, furnish rhyme or whore;

Or fetch and carry for some foolish lord, * Earl of Chesterfield.

9 Brutus.

To sneak-a sitting footman at his board.
If such the arts that captivate the great,
Be yours, ye bards! the sun-shine of a state;

For place or pension prostitute each line;
EPISTLE

Make gods of kings, and ministers divine;

Swear St. John's self could neither read nor TO DOCTOR THOMSON, 1755.

write, Sed quia mente minus validus, quam corpore | And Cumberland • out-bravoes Mars in fight; toto,

Call Dorset patriot, Willes 5 a legal tool, Nil audire velina, nil discere, quod levet ægrum, Horace 6 a wit, and Dodington a fool. Fidis offendar medicis.

HOR.

prince dying, the world was inclined to favour doctor Thompson's recommendations. He was

an intimate friend of Mr. P. Whitehead, and PREPACE.

a favourite with him at the prince's-court. He The reader will perceive, from two or three

was a man of a peculiar character; but learned,

singular, and ingenious. passages in the following epistle, that it was

2 The Tagus-a principal river of Portugal, written some time since ; nor indeed would the

famous for golden sands. whole of it bave now been thought interesting enough to the public, to have passed the press,

Qua Tagus auriferis pallet turbatus arenis. had not the physical persecution, carried on

Sil. xvi. 559. against the gentleman' to whom it it is address- 3 It is reported, that during the time Mr. ed, provoked the publication. When a body of Addison was secretary of state, when his old men, too proud to own their errours, and too pru- friend and ally Ambrose Phillips applied to him dent to part with their fees, shall (with their for some preferment, the great man very coolly legions of understrappers) enter into a conspi-answered, that “he thought he had already racy against a brother practitioner, only for ho- provided for him, by making him justice for nestly endeavouring to moderate the one, and Westminster.” To which the bard, with some rectify the other; such a body, our author ap- indignation, replieil, “ though poetry was a prehends, becomes a justifiable object of satire ; trade he could not live by, yet he scorned to owe and only wishes his pen had, on this occasion, a his subsistence to another, which he ought not like killing efficacy with theirs.

to live by."-llowever great men, in our days, may practise the secretary's prudence, certain

it is, the person here pointed at was very far Why do you ask, “ that in this courtly dance,

from making a precedent of his brother poet's Of in and out, it ne'er was yet my chance,

principles. To bask beneath a statesman's fost'ring smile,

4 It is apprehended, our modern campaigns And share the plunder of the public spoil?"

cannot fail of furnishing the reader with a proE'er wants my table the health-chearing meal,

| per supply for this passage, With Banstead mutton crown'd, or Essex veal?

s Lord high admiral Willes a title, by

which this excellent chief magistrate is often dis• 1 Dr. Thompson was one of the physicians to tinguished among our mariue, for his spirited Frederick, prince of Wales, in that disorder vindication of the supremacy of the civil flag, which ended his life. Upon that occasion, the and rectifying the martial mistakes of some late doctor differed from all the physicians that at- naval tribunals. tended his higbness, which brought upon him 6 A certain modern of that name, whose sole their most virulent rage and indignation; for the pretension to this character (except a little arch

Such be your venal task; whilst, blest with ease, | Shall Galen's sons with privilege destroy,
'Tis mine, to scribble when, and what I please. And I not one sound alt'rative employ,
“ Hold! what you please?(sir Dudley cries) To drive the rank disteniper from within?
my friend,

| Or is man's life less precious than his sin ? Say, must my labours never, never end? 1 With palsied hand should justice hold the Still doom'd 'gainst wicked wit my pen to draw,

scale, Correct each bard by critic rules of law;

And o'er a judge court-complaisance prevail, 'Twixt guilt and shame the legal buckler place, Satire's strong dose the malady requires : And guard each courtly culprit from disgrace? I write--when, lo! the bench indignant fires; Hard task ! should future jurymep inherit Each hoary head erects its load of hair; The city-twelve's self-judging British spirit.7" Their furs all bristle, and their eye-balls glare; While you, my Thompson ! spite of med'cine In rage they roar, “With rev'rend ermine sport! save,

Seize! seize him, tipstaff!-"Tis contempt of Mark how the college peoples every grave!

court." See Mead transfer estates from sire to son,

Led by the meteor of a mitre's ray, And ** bar succession to a throne 8!

If Sion's sons through paths unhallow'd stray, See Shaw scarce leave the passing-bell a fee, For courtly rites neglect each rubric rule,

Quit all the saint, and truckle all the tool; Though widow'd Julia giggles in her weed, Their maker only in the monarch see, Yet who arraigns the doctor for the deed ? Nor e'er omit, at Brunswick's name, the knee; O'er life and death all absolute his will,

To cure this loyal lethargy of grace, Right the prescription, whether cure or kill. And rouse to Heav'n again its recreant race, Not so, whose practice is the mind's dis Say! should the Muse, with one irrev'rend line, ease;

Probe but the mortal part of the divine ; His potion must not only cure, but please : 'Tis blasphemy, by ev'ry priest decreed ! Apply the caustic to the callous heart,

No benefit of clergy may I plead; Undone's the doctor, if the patient smart; With every canon pointed at my head, Superior pow'rs his mental bill control,

Alive I'm censurd, ard I'm damn'd when dead. And law corrects the physic of the soul).

Lawyer and priest, like doctors, still agree;

'Tis theirs to give advice; 'tis ours, the fee: buffoonery) consists in a truly poetical negli

To them alone all earthly rule is giv'ni, gence of his person.

Diploma'd from St. James's, and from Heav'n. 7 Alluding to the constitutional verdict given Yetills there are, nor bench, nor palpit reach; on the trial of William Owen, for publishing In vain may Ryder charge, or Sherlock preach; “ The Case of the honourable Alexander Murray,

For law too mighty, and too proud for grace, esq.”-a pamphlet written by P. Whitehead."

| Lurk in the star, or lord it in a place; $ This line furnishes a melancholy memento

Brood in the sacred circle of a crown, of the most fatal catastrophe that perhaps ever

While fashion wafts their poison through the befel this nation. Among the various tributary

town: verses which flowed on that occasion, our author

| Hence o'er each village the contagion wings, wrote the following; and which he here takes

And peasants catch the maladies of kings. the liberty to insert, being willing to seize every When purpled vice shall humble justice awe, opportunity, to perpetuate his sense of our pub. And fashion make it current, spite of law; lic loss, in the death of that truly patriot prince,

What sovereign med'eine can its course reclaim? Frederick.

What, but the poet's panacea--sbame!

Thus wit's great Esculapius ' once prevailid, When Jove, late revolving the state of mankind'

And satire triumpb'd, where the fasces fail'd: 'Mong Britons no traces of virtue could find,

No consul's wreath could lurking folly hide, O'er the island, indignant, he stretch'd forth his

No vestal looks secure the guilty bride: [guise, rod;

The poignant verse pierc'd through each fair disEarth trembled, and Ocean acknowledg'd the

And made Rome's matrons modest, statesmen God. *

wise. Still provok'd by our crimes, Hear'n's ven- Search all your statutes, sergeant! where's the geance to show,

[blow:

balm Ammon, grasping bis belts, aim'd at Britain the Can cure the itching of a courtier's palm? But pausing-more dreadful, his wrath to evince, Where thechastecanon, say, thou hallow'd sage, Threw the thunder aside, and sent fate for the The virgin's glowing wishes can assuage? prince.

Let but the star his longing lordship see,

What pow'r can set the captive conscience free? » Alike correction, with regard to the physic | Hang but tbe sparkling pendant at her ears,

| What trembling maid the gen'rous lover fears? the life and property of the patient, as the facalty are at present accountable to no other

the province of the physician, and the apothepower but that of Heaven, for the rectitude of

cary pluines himsclf in the perriwig and plunder their conduct.-And perhaps no civilized nation |

of both professions. - In a public spirited endeacan afford such an instance of physical anarchy

vour to cure this anarchy, and restore a proper as ours, wbere the surgeon is permitted to usurp (

"" discipline in practice, consists a Thompson's em* Alluding to the preceding earthquakes, in piricism.--Ilincillæ lachrymæ. 1750.

1o Horatius Tlaccus,

When lawless passion seiz'd th’ imperial ( Fix'd in Hibernia's hemisphere to rule, damell,

| And shed your influence o’er each knare and Brothels 'e were only found, to quench the flame; |

fool 20. No routs, or balls, the kind convenience gave,

Whilst the sad summons of a mortar's knell To lose her virtue, yet her honour save.

The rival deeds of each diploma tell; In Cupid's rites, now, so improv'd our skill, And death's increasing muster-rolls declare, Mode find the means, when nature finds the will. That health and Thompson are no longer here; Each rey'rend relict keeps a private pack,

How shall the Muse this salutation send? And sturdy stallion with Atlean back;

What place enjoys thee? or what happier Where British dames to mystic rites repair,

friend? Nor fail to meet a lurking Clodio there;

Say, if in Eastbury's 21 majestic towers, In amorous stealths defraud the public stews, Or wrapt in Ashley's 22 amarantine bowers, And rob the Drury vestal of her dues; [gown, By friendship favour'd, and unaw'd by state, Who hapless mourns her last, long-mortgag'al You barter science with the wise and great : While Douglass 13 damns the drums of lady O'er Pelham's politics in judgment sit, Brown.

Reform the laws of nations, or of wit ; By names celestial, mortal females call; With attic zest enrich the social bowl, Angels they are, but angels in their fall.

Crack joke on joke, and mingle soul with soul; One royal phenix li yet redeems the race,

On laughter's wanton wing now frolic sport, And proves, in Britain, beauty may have grace. Nur envy Fox 23 the closet of a court. Vain shall the Muse the various symptoms lind,

Lost in this darling luxury of ease, When every doctor 's of a diffrent mind.

Alike regardless both of fame and fees, In **'s palm, be foul corruption found,

“ Let Shaw'' (you cry) “o'er physic sov'reign Each court-empiric holds, his grace is sound;

Or W'** boast his hecatombs of slain : reign, In Sackville's 15 breast let public spirit reign, Be mine, to stay soine friend's departing breath, Blisters! (they cry) the cause is in his brain; And Child's 24 may take the drudgery of death." So, Talbot's want of place is want of sense,

Yet, Thompson ! say (whose gift it is to save, And Dashwood's 16 stubborn virtue, downright Make sickness smile, and rescue from the grave) insolence.

Say, to what end this healing pow'r was meant ? When ills are thus just what the doctors please, / Nor hide the talent, which by Heav'nis lent. And the soul's health is held the mind's disease ; Though envy all her bissing serpents raise, Not all thy art, O Horace ! had prevail'd;. And join with harpy fraud to blast thy bays : Here, all thy Roman recipes 17 had fail'dl.

Shall wan disease in vain demand thy skill, Had fate to Flaccus but our days decreed, While health but waits the summons of your What Pollio would admire? what Caesar read ?

quill? Great Maro's 18 self had dy'd an humble swain, Shall Egypt's plague 25 the virgin cheek invade, And Terence sought a Lælius now in vain. And beauty's wreck not win thee to its aid? Science no more employs the courtier's care, O! stretch a saving hand, and let the fair No muse's voice can charın Northumberland's Owe all her future triumphs to thy care : ear.

Resume the pen! and be thyself, once more, The solid vote aërial verse outweighs,

What Ratcliff, Friend, and Syd'nbam were And wins all courtly favour from the bays;

before Hence flow alone the sacred gifts of kings,

Yet, when reviving patients set you free, Staves, truncheons, feathers, mitres, stars, and Let Vaughan 2 yield one social hour to me.

strings. Hence cradles, see! with lisping statesmen 20 As our author lamented the occasion of these spawn,

lines, so no one more sincerely rejoices to find, And infant limbs beswaddled in the lawn; that the beam of public spirit is likely to dispel While honest Boyle 19, too impotent for place, | the clouds which had interposed between loyalSets, in meridian glory of disgrace :

ty and patriotism-A new political star in our Nor all the patriot music of Malone

days, and which some more eastern magi would Can charm a court, like Sackville, or like Stone; } do well to follow. Blest twins of state! whom love and pow'r con 2 A seat belonging to the right hon. George join,

Dodington.
Like Leda's offspring, made by Jove divine; 22 Another, belonging to lord Middlesex.

23 Lord Holland. "Pompeia, consort to Julius Cæsar, whom 24 A coffee-house noted for the resort of our the young Claudius took an opportunity of seduc- modern Esculapics, where they ply for those ing at a solemn sacrifice of the Bona Dea.

patients the apothecary is pleased to consign 12 Intravit calidum veteri centone lupanar.

over to them; and where another appendage to

Juv. physic (called the undertakers) never fails to 13 An infamous, famous bawd.

attend the physical levee, in order to receive the 14 Princess of Wales, mother of his present lucrative news of their joint endeavours. majesty George III.

25 The small pox, said to have first appeared at 15 See a proposal for a militia, published by Alexandria. See the doctor's treatise on this lord Middlesex.

distemper. 16 Sir Francis Dashwood, afterwarvis lord Le 26 Owen Evan Vaughan, esq; of Bodidris Despenser, the patron and protector of our author. castle; a gentleman, in whose friendship thie

17 satires. 18 Virgil. 19 Lord Orrery, doctor and our author more particularly pride

Come then, my friend ! if friendship's name | No wreaths I court, no subsidies 1 claim, can woo,

Too rich for want, too indolent for fame. Come! bring me all I want, that all in you. Whilst here with vice a bloodless war I wage, If rural scenes have still the pow'r to p'ease, Or lash the follies of a trifling age, Flocks, vallies, hills, streams, villas, cots, and Each gay-plum'd hour, upon its downy wings, trees ;

The Hybla freight of rich contentment brings; Here all in one harmonious prospect blend, Health, rosy handmajd, at my table waits, And landscapes rise, scarce Lambert's 27 art And halcyon peace broods watchful o'er my can mend.

gates. Thames, made immortal by her Denham's Here oft, on contemplation's pinjons bore, strains,

(plains ; To Heav'n I mount, and nature's works explore; Meand'ring glides through Twick’nham's flow'ry Or, led by reason's intellectual clue, [sue; While royal Richmond's cloud-aspiring wood Through errour's maze, truth's secret steps purPours all its pendent pomp upon the flood. View ages past in story's mirror shown, sown : By Rome's proud dames let storied Tiber flow, And make time's mould'ring treasures all my And all Palladio grace the banks of Po;

Or here the Muse now steals me from the throng, Here nature's charms in purer lustre rise, And wraps me in th' enchantment of her song, Nor seek from wanton art her vain supplies.

Thus fow, and thus for ever flow ! my days, Lo! Windsor, rev'rend in a length of years, Unaw'd by censure, or unbrib'd by praise ; Like Cybele, her tow'r-crown'd summit rears; No friend to faction, and no dupe to zeal ; And Hampton's turrets, with majestic pride, Foe to all party, but the public weal. Reflect their glories in the passing tide:

Why then, from every venal bondage free, There British Henries gave to Gallia law; Here bloom'd the laurels of a great Nassau 28. My reasons, Thompson ! prithee ask no more; O! could these scenes one monarch more but Take them, as Oxford's Flaccus sung before 35, please:

“My ease and freedom if for aught I vend, No frozen climates, no tempestuous seas, Would not you cry, to Bedlam, Bedlam, friend! Por Brunswick's weal alarming fears shall bring, But to speak out-shall what conld ne'er engage Nor Britain envy meaner courts her king. [ see, My frailer youth, now captivate in age ?

Here Campbell's 29 varied shades with wonder What cares can ver, what terronrs frightful be, Like Heaven's own Eden, stor'd with every tree ; To him whose shield is hoary sixty-three 317 Each plant with plant in verdant glory vies; When life itself so little worth appears, High-tow'ring pines, like Titans, scale the skies; | That ministers can give no hopes, or fears ; And Lebanon's rich groves on Hounslow's deserts | Although grown grey within my humbler gate, rise.

I ne'er kiss'd hands, or trod the rooms of state ; But chief-with awful step, 0 ! let us stray, | Yet not unhonour'd have I liv'd, and blest Where Britain's Orpheus tun'd his sacred lay, | With rich convenience, careless of the rest ; Whose grove enchanted from his numbers grew, What boon more grateful can the gods bestow And proves, wbat once was fabled, nuw is true. On those avow'd their favourite sons below35?" Here oft the bard with Arbuthnot retir'd ; Here flow'd the verse his healing art inspir'd30; on the north side of Twickenham Common, Alike thy merit like thy fame should rise, sacred to the muses. It was afterwards inhaCould friendship give, what feeble art denies : bited by the lady Bridget Tallmach, daughter Though Pope's immortal verse the gods refuse, of the late lord Northington. Accept this off'ring from an bumbler Muse. 33 See conclusion of Dr. King's apology." Weak though her flight, yet honest still her * Though the translator's virtue is not yet strain,

secured by this palladium of his grand climacAnd what no minister could ever gain;

teric, yet he flatters himself he shall at least be Pleas'd if the grateful tribute of her song,

able to rival our truly Roman author, in the Thy merit, Thompson! shall one day prolong. practice of his heroic indifference, however short In marshal'd slaves let hungry princes trade,

he may fall of him in his elegant description And Britain's bullion bribe their venal aid31 ;

of it. Let brave Boscawen trophicd honours gain,

| 36 Libera si pretio quantovis otia vendam, And Anson wield the trident of the main

| Cui non insanus videar? Sedi apertius audi : Safe, in the harbour of iny Twick'nam 32 bower, Quæ juvenem, infirmumque animi captare neFrom all the wrecks of state, or storms of power;

quibant, Illa senem capiant? aut quæ terrere pericla

Posse putes hominem, cui climactericus annus British pedigree with any moderu Anti-British | Preci

Præsidio est omni majus ? cui vita videtur principles. 27 Å landscape-painter, much celebrated.

| Haud equidem tanti esse, ut quid caveaive 28 William the Third.

petatve

A regni satrapis, ullaque sit anxius hora. 19 Duke of Argyle, celebrated as a warrior and

Si mihi non dextram tetigisse, aut limina regum a statesman.

Contigit, & lare sub tenui mea canuit ætas : 30 Pope's Epistle to Arbuthnot. 31 Alluding to a modern kind of military tratfic, Non inhonoratus vixi: neque gratias usquam

Attamen æquo animo, non ullis rebus egenus, wbich consists in the exchange of British gold

Dii munus dederunt, cui si favisse fatentur. for German valour; and by which means, it is presumed, our politicians intend the native want of either party shall be reciprocally supplied.

3. He had a neat villa, in the style of a cbateau,

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