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Each hour a different face he wears,
Now in a fury, now in tears,

Now laughing, now in sorrow;
Now he'll command, and now obey,
Bellows for liberty to-day,

And roars for power to-morrow.

At noon the Tories had him tight,
With staunchest Whigs he supp'd at night,

Each party try'd to 'ave won him;
But he himself did so divide,
Shuffled and cut from side to side,

That now both parties shun him.

See yon old, dull, important Lord,
Who at the long'd-for money-board

Sits first, but does not lead:
His younger brethren all things make;
So that the Treasury's like a snake,

And the tail moves the head.

Why did you cross God's good intent?
He made you for a President;

Back to that station
Nor longer act this farce of power,
We know you miss'd the thing before,

And have not got it now.

go:

See valiant Cobham, valorous Stair,
Britain's two thunderbolts of war,

Now strike my ravish'd eye:
But oh! their strength and spirits flown,
They, like their conq'ring swords, are grown

Rusty with laying by.

Dear Bat, I'm glad you've got a place,
And since things thus have chang'd their face,

You'll give opposing o'er :
'Tis comfortable to be in,
And think what a damn'd while you've been,

Like Peter, at the door.

See who comes next_I kiss thy hands,
But not in flattery, Samuel Sandys;
For since

power,
That gives you knowledge, judgment, parts,
The courtier's wiles, the statesman's arts,

Of which you'd none before.

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When great impending dangers shook
Its state, old Rome dictators took

Judiciously from plough:
So we, (but at a pinch thou knowest)
To make the highest of the lowest,

Th’ Exchequer gave to you.

When in your hands the seals

you found,
Did they not make

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Did they not turn your

head ?
I fancy (but you hate a joke)
You felt as Nell did when she woke

In Lady Loverule's bed.

See Harry Vane in pomp appear,
And, since he's made Vice-Treasurer,

Grown taller by some inches:
See Tweedale follow Carteret's call;
See Hanoverian Gower, and all

The black funereal Finches.

And see with that important face
Berenger's clerk, to take his place,

Into the Treasury come:
With pride and meanness act thy part,
Thou look'st the very thing thou art,

Thou Bourgeois Gentilhomme.

Oh, my poor Country! is this all
You've gain’d by the long-labour'd fall

Of Walpole and his tools?
He was a knave indeed-what then?
He'd parts but this new set of men

A’n't only knaves, but fools.

More changes, better times this isle Demands : Oh! Chesterfield, Argyle,

To bleeding Britain bring 'em: Unite all hearts, appease each storm; 'Tis yours such actions to perform,

My pride shall be to sing 'em.

ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE.

BORN 1705.—DIED 1760.

ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE was born at Burton upon Trent, educated at Westminster and Cambridge, and studied the law at Lincoln's Inn; but his fortune enabled him to decline the pursuit of business long before his death. He sat in two parliaments for Wenlocke, in Shropshire.

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OLD Battle-array, big with horror, is fled,
And olive-rob’d Peace again lifts up

her head. Sing, ye Muses, Tobacco, the blessing of peace; Was ever a nation so blessed as this?

AIR.

When summer suns grow red with heat,

Tobacco tempers Phæbus' ire;
When wintry storms around us beat,
Tobacco cheers with gentle fire.

Yellow autumn, youthful spring,
In thy praises jointly sing.

RECITATIVO.
Like Neptune, Cæsar guards Virginian fleets,

Fraught with Tobacco's balmy sweets; Old Ocean trembles at Britannia's power,

And Boreas is afraid to roar.

AIR.

Happy mortal! he who knows
Pleasure which a Pipe bestows;
Curling eddies climb the room,
Wafting round a mild perfume.

RECITATIVO.

Let foreign climes the wine and orange boast,
While wastes of war deform the teeming coast;
Britannia, distant from each hostile sound,
Enjoys a Pipe, with ease and freedom crown'd;
E'en restless faction finds itself most free,
Or if a slave, a slave to liberty.

AIR.
Smiling years that gaily run
Round the zodiac with the sun,

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