But has he forgot it, or has he not known, What his queen to the world of her bounty hath fhown? And how the great folk went to fee it, and kiss it? What an op'ning there was, zounds how could he mifs it! Here's his Majefty's health; if his courfe he can keep, he'll Be father, as well as be king of his people: For he shall beget him a nation of princes, Here's health to the king; to his queen more of her dues ; To his poet more wit to display his best virtues; fend it) And freedom to those who have hearts to defend it. O D D E, WRITTEN AT HOLLAND HOUSE, SEPTEMBER, 1776. OFT to thefe walls the pilgrim grey, With labour'd travel worn; Has haften'd at the parting day, The The poor way farer, distant bound, His feeble limbs lefs toil'd wou'd find ; No longer echoes round the hall Hope droops! whilft o'er each gothic room, And pity mourns the ruin'd seat; Old hofpitality is fled, And northern FAMINE in his ftead, Back fly reflection-truth severe ! Let fancy for a while, To † WINNINGTON a fmile. The bufts of Lord Pembroke and Mr. Winnington, the mi❤ nifter, in the parlour; remarkable for such countenances, Behold! Behold! the marble * busts turn pale, The FAUN no more his pipe shall play ; That robb'd him of his prey! Soft sheds the moon her tranquil beam, Sure, founds of fad lament arife! The white bufts in the hall. + A bust of one of the dukes of Richmond of a ruddy complexion. A figure of a piping Faun: his inftrument is broke. The bird held by a Ganymede to the Eagle, was destroyed by the fervants of the prefent tenant: this figure is companion to the Faun, and ftands in the hall. *The painting gallery, adorned with the portraits of the families of the Lenox's, Digby's, and Fox's. The mother of the prefent Duke of Richmond, portrayed in widow's weeds. THE THE STATES MAN. AN IRREGULAR ODE. BUIE loves arbitrary rule, A rule which plays the devil; GERMAIN t' atone for former crimes, RIGBY and WEYMOUTH, with French claret, "Tho' Britain be undone !" Whilft JEMMY TWITCHER cries huzza! JENKINSON creeps a go-between, A running footman to the thane, To do all jobbs-or foul, or clean Au ev'ry thing for hire. Fain would I SUFFOLK's name rehearse, But But here my muse must end; In law, one JEFFERIES rules alone, JEFFERIES, who gives his fenfe for law, To thefe are join'd fome leffer hacks, Protect us mighty Providence! What would these madmen have? Shall free-born men, in humble awe, JUPITER |