Walpole : Or Every Man Has His Price | ||
SCENE I.
St James's Park. Seats, &c. Time—Sunset.Enter Blount.
BLOUNT.
So the parson is found and the cottage is hired—
Every fear was dispelled when my rival retired.
Ev'n my stern mother country must spare from my life
A brief moon of that honey one tastes with a wife!
And then strong as a giant, recruited by sleep,
On corruption and Walpole my fury shall sweep.
'Mid the cheers of the House I will state in my place
How the bribes that he proffered were flung in his face.
Men shall class me amid those examples of worth
Which, alas! become daily more rare on this earth;
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Of a Walpole, select for its homage a Blount.
(Enter Bellair, singing gaily.)
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