The Works of the Right Honourable Sir Chas. Hanbury Williams ... From the Originals in the Possession of His Grandson The Right Hon. The Earl of Essex and Others: With Notes by Horace Walpole ... In Three Volumes, with Portraits |
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THE UNEMBARRASS'D COUNTENANCE,
A NEW BALLAD:
------Sume superbiam
Quæsitam meritis.
Hor.
Quæsitam meritis.
Hor.
Behold young Balaam, now a man of spirit,
Ascribes his getting, to his parts and merit.
Pope.
Ascribes his getting, to his parts and merit.
Pope.
TO a certain old chapel, well known in the town,
The inside quite rotten, the outside near down,
A fellow got in who could talk and could prate—
I'll tell you his story, and sing you his fate.
Derry down, &c.
The inside quite rotten, the outside near down,
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I'll tell you his story, and sing you his fate.
Derry down, &c.
At first he seem'd modest and wonderous wise,
He flatter'd all others in order to rise:
Till out of compassion he got a small place,
Then full on his master he turned his a—.
Derry down, &c.
He flatter'd all others in order to rise:
Till out of compassion he got a small place,
Then full on his master he turned his a—.
Derry down, &c.
He bellow'd and roar'd at the troops of Hanover,
And swore they were rascals whoever went over:
That no man was honest who gave them a vote,
And all that were for 'em should hang by the throat.
Derry down, &c.
And swore they were rascals whoever went over:
That no man was honest who gave them a vote,
And all that were for 'em should hang by the throat.
Derry down, &c.
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He always affected to make the house ring
'Gainst Hanover troops and a Hanover king:
He applauded the way to keep Englishmen free,
By digging Hanover quite into the sea.
Derry down, &c.
'Gainst Hanover troops and a Hanover king:
He applauded the way to keep Englishmen free,
By digging Hanover quite into the sea.
Derry down, &c.
By flaming so loudly he got him a name,
Tho' many believ'd it would cost him a shame:
But nature had given him, ne'er to be harass'd,
An unfeeling heart, and a front unembarrass'd.
Derry down, &c.
Tho' many believ'd it would cost him a shame:
But nature had given him, ne'er to be harass'd,
An unfeeling heart, and a front unembarrass'd.
Derry down, &c.
When from an old woman, by standing his ground,
He had got the possession often thousand pound,
He said he car'd not for what others might call him,
He would shew himself now the true son of Sir Balaam.
Derry down, &c.
He had got the possession often thousand pound,
He said he car'd not for what others might call him,
He would shew himself now the true son of Sir Balaam.
Derry down, &c.
Poor Harry, whom erst he had dirtily spatter'd,
He now crouch'd and cring'd to, commended and flatter'd;
Since honest men here were asham'd of his face,
That in Ireland at least he might get him a place.
Derry down, &c.
He now crouch'd and cring'd to, commended and flatter'd;
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That in Ireland at least he might get him a place.
Derry down, &c.
But Harry resentful first bid him be hush,
Then proclaim'd it aloud that he never could blush;
Recant his invectives, and then in a trice
He would shew the best title to an Irish Vice.
Derry down, &c.
Then proclaim'd it aloud that he never could blush;
Recant his invectives, and then in a trice
He would shew the best title to an Irish Vice.
Derry down, &c.
Young Balaam ne'er boggl'd, but turned his coat,
Determin'd to share in whate'er could be got
Said, I scorn all those who cry impudent fellow,
As my front is of brass, I'll be painted in yellow.
Derry down, &c.
Determin'd to share in whate'er could be got
Said, I scorn all those who cry impudent fellow,
As my front is of brass, I'll be painted in yellow.
Derry down, &c.
Since yellow's the colour that best suits his face,
And Balaam aspires at an eminent place,
May he soon at Cheapside stand fix'd by the legs,
His front well adorn'd, all daub'd over with eggs.
Derry down, &c.
And Balaam aspires at an eminent place,
May he soon at Cheapside stand fix'd by the legs,
His front well adorn'd, all daub'd over with eggs.
Derry down, &c.
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Whilst Balaam was poor, he was full of renown;
But now that he's rich, he's the jest of the town:
Then let all men learn by his present disgrace,
That honesty's better by far than a place.
Derry down, &c.
But now that he's rich, he's the jest of the town:
Then let all men learn by his present disgrace,
That honesty's better by far than a place.
Derry down, &c.
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