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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TO THE EARL OF BATH,
(Written at Maddington, Sept. 1743.)
OH, sigh no more at your disgrace,
Nor grieve that Pelham has the place,
False, shuffling Earl of Bath;
Alter your batt'ries, change your view,
More safe, less open ways pursue,
Nor tread in Musgrave's path.
Nor grieve that Pelham has the place,
False, shuffling Earl of Bath;
Alter your batt'ries, change your view,
More safe, less open ways pursue,
Nor tread in Musgrave's path.
He once, my lord, his party sold,
Unluckily for too much gold,
You know the story well;
And therefore be not such a fool,
To cram your money-bag too full,
Lest it should break and tell.
Unluckily for too much gold,
You know the story well;
And therefore be not such a fool,
To cram your money-bag too full,
Lest it should break and tell.
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You've liv'd so long that you despise,
Levees and flatt'rers, pimps and spies,
And ministerial state;
You know that money is the thing,
That does substantial comforts bring,
And makes one truly great.
Levees and flatt'rers, pimps and spies,
And ministerial state;
You know that money is the thing,
That does substantial comforts bring,
And makes one truly great.
Leave then the garter, staff, and key,
To empty lords who ev'ry day
Compose St. James's mob;
But ev'ry future year of life,
Do you, to please yourself and wife,
Obtain some gainful job.
To empty lords who ev'ry day
Compose St. James's mob;
But ev'ry future year of life,
Do you, to please yourself and wife,
Obtain some gainful job.
The lottery this year prov'd good,
Where you subscrib'd for what you would,
Thro' your own treas'rers bounties;
Indeed 'twas pretty piddling there,
'Twas twenty thousand guineas clear,
To you, and your damn'd Countess.
Where you subscrib'd for what you would,
Thro' your own treas'rers bounties;
Indeed 'twas pretty piddling there,
'Twas twenty thousand guineas clear,
To you, and your damn'd Countess.
You manag'd the affair so well,
That Israel's sons own you excel,
Their money-getting crew;
And cheated Gideon was surprised,
How one that was not circumcis'd,
Could be so great a Jew.
That Israel's sons own you excel,
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And cheated Gideon was surprised,
How one that was not circumcis'd,
Could be so great a Jew.
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