The Works of the Right Honourable Sir Chas. Hanbury Williams ::

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

Hanbury Williams, Charles (1708-1759)

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VOL. I.

THE DUKE OF NEWCASTLE

AN ODE TO THE DUKE OF ARGYLE,

ARGYLE'S DECAMPMENT,

A GRUB UPON BUB

(Written in December 1741.)

GILES EARLE (OF MARLBOROUGH-STREET); AND GEO. BUBB DODDINGTON, Esqrs.

PETER AND MY LORD QUIDAM:

A Political Eclogue

ISABELLA;

AN ODE TO THE HONOURABLE HENRY FOX,

AN ODE, ADDRESSED TO THE AUTHOR OF “THE CONQUER'D DUCHESS:”

AN ODE TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE STEPHEN POYNTZ, ESQ.

AN ODE ON THE DEATH OF MATZEL, A FAVOURITE BULL-FINCH:

A BALLAD: IN IMITATION OF MARTIAL, Lib. 6, Ep. 34.

AN ODE ON MISS HARRIET HANBURY,

A SONG: ON MISS HARRIET HANBURY,

ON THE DEATH OF LADY ABERGAVENNY:

ON LADY ABERGAVENNY:

SIR CHARLES HANBURY WILLIAMS TO SIR HANS SLOANE,

(Written in February 1739-40.)

THE COUNTRY GIRL; AN ODE:

A NEW ODE

AN ODE, HUMBLY INSCRIBED TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE WILLIAM EARL OF BATH

THE STATESMAN.

A NEW ODE.

AN ODE, FROM THE EARL OF BATH TO AMBITION.

THE HEROES:

SIR CHARLES HANBURY WILLIAMS TO EDWARD HUSSEY, ESQ.

An Epigram.

A DIALOGUE BETWEEN THE EARL OF BATH AND HIS COUNTESS.

TO THE EARL OF BATH;

AN ODE TO THE HON. PHILIP YORKE:

THE CAPUCHIN:

AN ODE TO LORD LIMERICK

AN ODE, HUMBLY INSCRIBED TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE WILLIAM EARL OF BATH:

TO THE EARL OF BATH,

AN ODE FROM THE EARL OF BATH.

A NEWER ODE THAN THE LAST.

[BUT Orford's self I've seen, whilst I have read]

BRITANNIA'S GHOST TO THE EARL OF BATH.

AN ODE FROM FAME TO THE EARL OF BATH.

THE PATRIOT PARROT:

AN EPITAPH ON THE POLITICAL MEMORY OF WILLIAM PULTNEY, EARL OF BATH;

A BALLAD: IN IMITATION OF “WILLIAM AND MARGARET,”

ON THE ARRIVAL OF GENERAL OGLETHORPE.

HOR. LIB. II. ODE XVI.—Otium Divos, &c. IMITATED:

WYNDHAM AND PULTNEY;

TO MR. GARNIER AND MR. PEARCE OF BATH.

HOR. LIB. I. ODE XXX.—O Venus! Regina, Cnida Paphosq. &c.

A LAMENTABLE CASE.

A BALLAD:

ON THE PRINCES GOING TO ST. JAMES'S

HORACE, ODE XI. LIB. II.

ORPHEUS AND HECATE,

LADY DOROTHY BOYLE ENAMOURED WITH LORD EUSTON.

SONG IN COMUS.

SONG.

II.

VOL. II.

TO SIR THOMAS ROBINSON ON HIS BRINGING OVER WARD'S DROP IN 1731-2.

ON MRS. WOFFINGTON.

TO KITTY WALKER:

TO MRS. WOFFINGTON, 1740.

LOVELY PEGGY.

TO MRS. WOFFINGTON.

TO MRS. BINDON, AT BATH.

MRS. BINDON'S ANSWER.

SIR CHARLES'S REPLY.

TAR-WATER, A BALLAD: INSCRIBED TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE PHILIP EARL OF CHESTERFIELD.

ON CHARLES STANHOPE, ESQ. DRINKING TAR-WATER.

AN ODE TO SIR CHARLES HANBURY WILLIAMS.

AN ODE TO SIR CHARLES HANBURY WILLIAMS;

AN ODE TO LORD LINCOLN.

New Ballad.

A CONGRATULATORY ODE, MOST HUMBLY INSCRIBED TO THE STATESMAN ON HIS TRAVELS.

AN ODE: INSCRIBED TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE VISCOUNT LONSDALE;

A SIMILE: PRINTED IN GEOFFRY BROADBOTTOM'S JOURNAL;

TO THE REV. SAMUEL HILL, CANON OF WELLS, &c. &c.

A NEW BALLAD:

THE HIGHLANDERS FLIGHT;

AN ODE TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE HENRY PELHAM, ESQ.

AN ODE TO MR. POPE, ON TWO LATE PROMOTIONS.

AN ODE HUMBLY INSCRIBED TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THOMAS WINNINGTON, ESQ.

HOR. EPISTLE V. LIB. I. IMITATED AND INSCRIBED TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THOMAS WINNINGTON, ESQ. FROM MR. HENRY HARRIS. COMMISSIONER OF THE WINE LICENCE:

An Epitaph ON THE LATE RIGHT HONOURABLE THOMAS WINNINGTON, ESQ.

LINES OCCASIONED BY A LATE MOTION.

A DIALOGUE BETWEEN SAMUEL SANDYS, AND EDMUND WALLER, Esqrs.

An Epigram.

SANDYS AND JEKYLL;

HERVEY AND JEKYLL.

An Epistle TO THE RIGHT HON. HENRY FOX.

On the Earl of Islay altering his Gardens at Whitton, near Hounslow-Heath.

A DUCHESS'S GHOST TO ORATOR HANOVER PITT.

THE UNEMBARRASS'D COUNTENANCE,

SHORT VERSES, IN IMITATION OF LONG VERSES:

THE OLD COACHMAN;

VERSES

SQUIRE SANDYS'S BUDGET OPEN'D, OR DRINK AND BE D---D;

THE INTERVIEW BETWEEN THE RIGHT HON. HENRY PELHAM AND WILLIAM, EARL OF BATH.

ON THE COUNTESS OF YARMOUTH MAKING THE CAMPAIGN.

A Poetical Epistle, FROM A GREAT MAN IN THE ARMY, AFTER THE BATTLE OF DETTINGEN.

BRITANNIA'S LAMENTATION AND PETITION.

PUBLII OVIDII NASONIS AMORUM

THE SEQUEL: CONTAINING WHAT WAS OMITTED IN THE TRIUMVIRADE, OR BROAD-BOTTOMRY, AT THE ASTERISKS.

An Epigram, ON QUIN, THE COMEDIAN.

An Epigram ON LORD ANSON AND HIS LADY.

III.

VOL. III.

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HOR. LIB. II. ODE XVI.—Otium Divos, &c. IMITATED:

INSCRIBED TO THE EARL OF BATH.

IN each ambitious measure crost,
Each friend that should support you lost,
By Faction's tempest rudely tost:
At length you ask the gods for ease.
But what avails your pious care,
Your heart pour'd out in endless prayer,
Ease is not venal tho' you are,
As wealth may tempt, or titles please.

For not the Treasurer, Staff, and all
That Orford grasp'd before his fall,
Or his successor Pelham shall,
Can ease the self-devoted mind.
Care flies into the rooms of State,
Nor can the slaves that on him wait
Drive the curst phantom from the Gate:
Care stays, when none else dare, behind.

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How happier at his frugal board
Lives the plebian tho' no lord,
His father's wealth his only hoard;
Who acts within his proper sphere;
Whilst honest Morpheus o'er his brows,
His choicest wildest poppies strows,
And sleep, the gods best gift, bestows,
Unbroke by avarice or fear.

Why flies our arrow to those heights?
Our feeble thread spun by the Fates,
Each hour the fatal Scissars waits,
Nor will one moment's pause afford!
We bustle to be raised on high,
New lands explore, new suns descry,
Alas! 'twere well could self, too, fly,
And lose the squire in the lord.

Beyond the present hour forbear,
The following is not worth your care;
In life's contracted span how rare,

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To see one man completely blest!
See, Orford wisely laying down,
Nor giving foes one parting frown,
Whilst peace his latest hours shall crown;
And good old Wilmington at rest.

With twice ten thousand pounds a year,
You yet may live, and taste good cheer,
Tho' you'll ne'er be Lord Treasurer,
So you repent you of that sin;
Whilst I, as others will, no doubt,
When **** returns with many a shout,
Shall laugh to see your friends trot out,
As shamefully as they came in.

University of Virginia Library

HOR. LIB. II. ODE XVI.—Otium Divos, &c. IMITATED:

INSCRIBED TO THE EARL OF BATH.