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SUGGESTED BY A VIEW, IN 1766,
SEAT AND RUINS OF A DECEASED NOBLEMAN,
AT KINGSGATE, KENT.
OLD, and abandon'd by each venal friend,
Here Hd took the pious resolution To smuggle a few years, and strive to mend A broken character and constitution.
On this congenial spot he fix'd his choice;
And mariners, though shipwreck'd, fear to land.
Here reigns the blust'ring North and blighting East,
Now mould'ring fanes and battlements arise,
"Ah!" said the sighing peer, "had B-te been ❝ true,
's friendship vain,
"Nor, "Far other scenes than this had grac'd our view, "And realiz'd the glories which we feign.
"Purg'd by the sword, and purify'd by fire,
"Then had we seen proud London's hated walls; "Owls should have hooted in St. Peter's choir,
"And foxes stunk and litter'd in St. Paul's."
THE CAMBRIDGE COURTSHIP.
[This jeu d'esprit was written a short time previous to the Election of a High Steward of the University of Cambridge, for which Office the Noble Lord alluded to made an active Canvass.]
WHEN sly Jemmy Twitcher had smugg'd up
With a lick of court white-wash, and pious grimace,
Lord! sister, says PHYSIC to LAW, I declare, Such a sheep-biting look, such a pick-pocket air! Not I for the Indies!-You know I'm no prude,— But his name is a shame, and his eyes are so lewd! Then he shambles and straddles so oddly-I fearNo-at our time of life 'twould be silly, my dear.
I don't know, says LAW, but methinks for his look 'Tis just like the picture in Rochester's book; Then his character, Phizzy,-his morals-his life
When she died, I can't tell-he once had a wife;They say he's no Christian, loves drinking and -g,
And all the town rings of his swearing and roaring, And filching and lying, and Newgate-bird tricks;Not I; for a coronet, chariot and six.
DIVINITY heard, between waking and dozing, Her sisters denying, and Jemmy proposing: From table she rose, and with bumper in hand, She stroked up her belly, and stroked down her band
What a pother is here about wenching and roaring!
The prophet of Bethel, we read, told a lie;