The School of Politicks or, the humours of a coffee-house: a poem. The Second Edition Corrected and much Enlarged by the Author [i.e. Edward Ward] |
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[Had any this new Figure seen]
Had any this new Figure seen,Him Madman must have thought him been,
Who stroking up Mustachio's swore,
The King of France his Master was,
The greatest Prince the Earth e're bore.
What glorious Conquests has he won?
What mighty Actions left undone,
To crown his Fame, and eternise his Race?
Rides he not Master of the British Seas?
Have not—Pray Sir, says one, take up a little,
Your Arguments so very brittle,
Indeed of Nonsense 'tis a finisht Piece.
What glorious Conquests has he won?
Yes, by Pistoles he much has done:
Did he at th'Head of Armies e're appear?
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He lulls his Senses and his Soul confounds,
In the fair Lap of Madam Maintenon.
His mighty Actions what are they,
But burning Towns and laying wast
Whole Provinces? and what I pray
Has his invincible Armado done
Upon our Coast, but burnt a little Town?
Which Action in your Gazette not long past,
Is magnified as much or more,
As Portsmouth Platform Castle were in's Power:
For shame leave off these State Romantick Lies,
And seem at least, if you will ne'er be wise.
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