God fave the king, and blefs the land,
In plenty, joy, and peace;

WHoever will be faved before all things it is neceffary that he should hold the Chatham faith.

Which faith, except every man keep whole and undefiled, without doubt he shall sink into oblivion.

And the Chatham faith is this: that we worship one minister in trinity, and the trinity in unity:

Neither confounding the perfons, nor dividing the fubftance.

For the privy feal is a minifter, the secretary is a minister, and the treasurer is a minister.

Yet there are not three minifters, but one minifter; for the privy feal, the fecretary, and the treafurer are all one.

Such as the privy feal is, fuch is the fecretary, and fuch is the treasurer.

The privy feal is felf-create, the fecretary is felfcreate, and the treasurer is felf-create.

The

The privy feal is incomprehenfible, the fecretary is incomprehenfible, and the treasurer is incompre

henfible.

The privy feal is unrefponfible, the fecretary is unrefponfible, and the treasurer is unresponsible.

And yet there are not three incomprehenfibles, three felf-created, or three unrefponfibles: but one incomprehenfible, or felf-create, and one unrefpon

fible..

For like as we are compelled by the Chriftian verity, to acknowledge every perfon by himself to be God and Lord :

So are we forbidden by the articles of the Chatham alliance, to say there are three minifters:

So that in all things, the unity in trinity, and trinity in unity, are to be worshipped; and he who would be faved, muft thus think of the ministry.

Furthermore, it is neceffary to elevation, that he alfo believe rightly of the qualities of our minister.

For the right faith is, that we believe and confefs,. that this fon of man is fomething more than man; as total perfection, though of an unreasonable foul, and gouty flesh confifting.

Who fuffered for our falivation, defcended into oppofition, rose again the third time, and afcended. into the house of peers.

He fitteth on the right hand of the

from whence he fhall come to judge the good and the bad..

And.

And they that have done good, fhall go into patent places; and they that have done bad, shall go into everlafting oppofition.

This is the Chatham faith; which, except a man believe faithfully, he cannot be promoted.

As he was in the beginning, he is now, and ever will be.

Then all the people, ftanding up, fhall say,

O bleffed and glorious trinity, three perfons and one minister, have mercy on us miferable subjects !

Icci, beatis nunc Arabúm invides gazis, &e.

L. I. Od. 29.

My Lord! great commoner no more ;
You number your new titles o'er,

Earl, Viscount, P-nf-nt, Ch-th-m:
Before you your fupporters fet,

Your ermine robes, and coronet,
And gaze in raptures at 'em.

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What fervile bard shall greet your
With the enchanting found of peer?

Delightful

Delightful name to mention !
What chaplain fhall inform mankind,
With how much virtue you have join'd
A title to a penfion !

Who can unroll the book of fate,
And tell what minifters of ftate-
May govern this great nation?
Where is the prophet can difclofe
What strange materials may compose
Some new administration ?

Jacob Henriques, born to guide,
At privy-council may prefide,
And rule the common-weal;
Hill, fecretary we may fee,
Derrick lord chamberlain may be,
And Buckhorfe privy feal :

Since you, once emulous of fame, Have meanly barter'd your good name For fcorn, contempt, and raillery ; Broke ev'ry promife you have made, And fhamefully together laid

The Pitt and upper gallery.

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THE CORONET.

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How happy a state does lord C-m possess,
Who would be no greater, nor fears to be less!
On his penfion and place he depends for fupport,
Which is better than fervilely cringing at court.

How bleft has his time been! what days has he known!

How fweet with fair E-r the moments have flown! Since firft in DOM. COм. his harangue he began, Which convinc'd the whole house he was more than a

man.

He bully'd Sir Robert, he cenfur'd the k-; He rail'd at the garter, and call'd it a string: He bellow'd and bawl'd, 'till his worship was hoarfe, "He'd be damn'd ere he'd thus be a cornet of horse."

He thunder'd fo long, and he thunder'd fo well, They thought 'twas a fiend that had broke loose from hell;

He rais'd fuch a din, and he made fuch a clatter, That Sir Robert, abafh'd, quite forgot all his matter.

What's now to be done, or what's now to be faid? Quoth Sir Robert, I tremble, by G--, for my head:

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