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 | Poems on Affairs of State |  |
The Answer.
Among the writing Race of Modern Wits,
Blest be his Pen, whoe'er it be, that writ
In Numbers soft the Politick Petition,
I'th' Name of all the honest Men o'th' Nation.
Wishing for Parliaments deserves rebuke,
For good Men now a-days wish for the Duke.
The first, whose Character I would relate,
For want of Wit and Fashion finds his Fate;
There's not so false, so infamous a thing,
So leud a Wretch in Court, God bless the King.
To Pox and Impotence much more confin'd,
As gravely politick, and no more refin'd.
In's Heart less Honesty, in's Bones more Dryness,
Just such another Hero as his Highness.
Had this leud Wretch but his deserved Fall,
Wit then and Truth might flourish at Whiteball.
For Lauderdale's as honest, as well featur'd,
As little treacherous as he's ill-natur'd.
Mulgrave's a Pattern of Humility,
Of sweet Deportment, and of Chivalry.
Deep plotting Plymouth is the Nation's Glory,
And sprightly Grafton deeply read in Story:
Their Wit and pretty Morals speak 'em plain,
Sprung from the best of Monarchs, best of Men.
Blest be his Pen, whoe'er it be, that writ
In Numbers soft the Politick Petition,
I'th' Name of all the honest Men o'th' Nation.
Wishing for Parliaments deserves rebuke,
For good Men now a-days wish for the Duke.
The first, whose Character I would relate,
For want of Wit and Fashion finds his Fate;
There's not so false, so infamous a thing,
So leud a Wretch in Court, God bless the King.
To Pox and Impotence much more confin'd,
As gravely politick, and no more refin'd.
In's Heart less Honesty, in's Bones more Dryness,
Just such another Hero as his Highness.
Had this leud Wretch but his deserved Fall,
Wit then and Truth might flourish at Whiteball.
For Lauderdale's as honest, as well featur'd,
As little treacherous as he's ill-natur'd.
Mulgrave's a Pattern of Humility,
Of sweet Deportment, and of Chivalry.
Deep plotting Plymouth is the Nation's Glory,
And sprightly Grafton deeply read in Story:
Their Wit and pretty Morals speak 'em plain,
Sprung from the best of Monarchs, best of Men.
Griffin's a dainty thing, would he but dance,
And Sun---land's a very Scourge to France.
And Sun---land's a very Scourge to France.
Youthful St. Al---ns, fam'd for Piety,
And humble N---port for kind Courtesy.
And humble N---port for kind Courtesy.
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For Stratagems in War, there's Albemarle,
Hewet's not fitter for a General.
Yet when all's done, there's no Man can compare,
For Carriage, Youth, and Beauty, with Sir Carre.
Hewet's not fitter for a General.
Yet when all's done, there's no Man can compare,
For Carriage, Youth, and Beauty, with Sir Carre.
But besides these, there is another sort
Adorns the Coffee-House, as these grace the Court:
A Race of high-born Heroes, in whose Veins
The Blood of their illustrious Fathers reigns.
Adorns the Coffee-House, as these grace the Court:
A Race of high-born Heroes, in whose Veins
The Blood of their illustrious Fathers reigns.
There's great Sir George, who never cheats at play,
Hates lying much, and scorns to run away;
Abhors to flatter, and is shy to lend
His healthy Mistress to his wealthy Friend.
Hates lying much, and scorns to run away;
Abhors to flatter, and is shy to lend
His healthy Mistress to his wealthy Friend.
By his Discourse Lumley gives great Diversion,
But he's most famous for his true Conversion.
But he's most famous for his true Conversion.
Good-humour'd Sackville, once a Senator,
With his Crevat-string keeps but little stir;
Has a bewitching Face, and that's a Blessing,
For those that have it, need not mind their Dressing.
With his Crevat-string keeps but little stir;
Has a bewitching Face, and that's a Blessing,
For those that have it, need not mind their Dressing.
'Twere labour lost, after these three, to name
Honest Frank Newport, and well-shap'd He'ningham,
Musician Pack, Fox, Lucy, Hastings, Frazier,
Sarah's Charles Deering, faithful Barry's Parker,
Matthews and Courtney, by whose Swords and Brains,
Our Cæsar wisely and discreetly reigns,
Spite of those saucy Flies, who tempt his Flame,
Daring their Cares and Liberties to name:
Infamous Rascals, by a double Brand,
For they all hate the Pope, and some have Land;
And Land was ever held the greatest Slander,
By gentle Poet, and by small Commander.
Honest Frank Newport, and well-shap'd He'ningham,
Musician Pack, Fox, Lucy, Hastings, Frazier,
Sarah's Charles Deering, faithful Barry's Parker,
Matthews and Courtney, by whose Swords and Brains,
Our Cæsar wisely and discreetly reigns,
Spite of those saucy Flies, who tempt his Flame,
Daring their Cares and Liberties to name:
Infamous Rascals, by a double Brand,
For they all hate the Pope, and some have Land;
And Land was ever held the greatest Slander,
By gentle Poet, and by small Commander.
| Poems on Affairs of State | |