HE Second Game Bavaria took their Parts,
Tand the first Deal turn'd up the King of Hearts,
Got the Court Cards and Trumps into his Power,
And put the Slip upon the Emperor.
And well it was for France he ferv'd him fo,
For Lewis elfe had quickly been brought low;
Germany fretted thus to fee it
England ftill play'd its Part, and won fome Tricks,
And fairly brought the Game up Eight, to Six.
But Germany had no good Cards to play,
And by ill Fortune gave the Game away.
Savoy did from France and Spain divide,
And ventur'd all on the contrary Side;
Lofes fome Stakes, but England lends him more,
And Portugal does for that fame declare,
UT vex'd to fee the Business done by halves,
England and Holland took the Cards themselves.
Germany laid his last Stake down to play
France cut the Cards, and Holland led the way,
But all the Stress upon the Dealers lay.
The first Deal from the Cards Bavaria loft,
And fear'd that now his great Designs are crofs'd.
Holland deals next,France the first Trick did get,
But England by the Honours won the Sett.
Bavaria ruin'd threw the Cards away,
And had not left another Crofs to play..
Rance to the last Stake brought,& Spain the fame,
But Germany revok'd and spoil'd the Game;
Which made the other Gamefters for to fwear,
He did not play at all upon the Square.
England chang'd Sides, and took the Dutch again,
Whilst Portugal play fingle hand with Spain.
But after many Deals, and mighty cross
Between them both, there little was but loft.
Now England deals about for the laft Stake,
And had a hand that made Great Monfieur quake.
But when the Sett to a Conclufion came,
Holland loft Dealing, and quite baulk'd the Game.
The Conquering Game, 1706.
Ngland deals next, and France is fain
To lend a lofing Stake to Spain.
Savoy betts all, France threatens hard
To take from him his Leading Card:
But England all the rest restore,
And tell him they will lend him more.
Now on all Sides the Stakes are down,
And Spain plays briskly for the Crown:
And Portugal fome Betts doth lay,
Which England does, and Holland pay.
The firft Deal Spain three Tricks does lofe,
Which doth old Lewis much confufe.
France shuffles next, more Stakes doth bett,
And threatens hard to win the Sett,
E're Germany his Cards can fort,
While Venice laughs and likes the Sport.
England fays nothing all the while,
But plays fuch Cards makes Holland fmile.
France wins a Stake or two at first,
And Swedes would back them if they durft:
But Poland holds him to't as yet,
And hopes to gain his last loft Bett.
France with his best Court-Cards begins,
While Spain lose faster than he wins.
The Lot grows warm, brisk Play is shown,
And Savoy lays his laft Stake down.
But Germany with Trumps fupply'd,
Soon turns the Game on t'other fide.
France with the Ace of Hearts doth join,
But England plays the King and Queen.
Old Lewis vex'd, yet looking grave,
With speed throws down another Knave,
And questions not the Game to fave.
While Portugal, with Anger then,
Plays down another Single Ten:
At which the Gamefters feem'd to fmile,
And stood amaz'd a little while..
But when he some Excufe did make,
They pafs it by as a Mistake.
Venice at laft for Holland betts,
And holds ten thousand Pounds on th'Sett.
France offers now to part the Stakes,
And Spain the self-fame Proffer makes:
But England will to neither stand,
For all the Honours are in their Hand.
France plays a Trump then, for to try
In whofe Hand all the others lie;
Which he foon found unto his Coft;
When Spain perceiving all was loft,
Throws down the Cards,& gives theSett for gone,
Bavaria takes it up and plays it on:
But England trumps about, & fo the Game is won.
Advice to a Painter, 1701.
Ainter, I've seen a Picture reprefent
The Five illuftrious Gentlemen of Kent:
Juft fuch a Piece as that, for fize, I'd have,
But for each Hero there pourtray a Knave
Each Traytor's Guilt difcover in his Face,
And let juft Art detect their want of Grace.
Draw Robin Hood a plotting in a Chair,
And Little Fobn well pleas'd to fee him there,
Brothers in Villany as next in Shire.
Place H―t next, and then let F―ch appear;
Let Tallard's Gold and Sydney's Blood be there;
Then Kit the Trimmer,& when these you've drew,
The Merry Andrew of St. Bartholomew
Bring in with his Fool's Coat, and close the Shew.
But hold there are a Couple wanting yet,
Whofe Effigies thou art in England's Debt,
Old Ned; and let me feea Coronet,
A Hide-bound Carkafs, that deferves no Name,
But what of old in French from Dunkirk came;
When his vile Sire that Fortress did betray,
To thofe his Son would fell us all away.
Now Auro Patriam for their Motto chufe,
And fay, We have a Right to speak that lose.
F old, the very Name of Drake
Made the whole Spanish Nation quake.
And ev❜n of late, an English Rook
Scar'd all their Coast, and one Town took.
Some fay, they were more fcar'd than hurt,
And will not thank the Black-bird for't:
Envying that one of his dark Feather
Shou'd guard the Roman Eagle thither;
And after that made all the Sail
Of Spain and France quite to turn Tail.
Tho Whiggish Malice will not fay,
This Noble Rook's a Bird of Prey;
Yet Truth must make all Men allow,
That he has been a good Scare-Crow,
And left Thouloufe in fearful pain,
He'l pluck a Crow with him again.
On K. Charles's Voyage to Spain, 1704.
Back'd with Confederate Force, the Auftrian
To find in Spain strong Friends, and feebler Foes.
How long has our poor Gazetteer mistook,
Firft made a Monarch, then redubb'd a Duke !
Philip was King of Spain two Months ago,
And now, the Lord be prais'd, Duke Charles is fo.
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