AIR XX.
[_]
Tune, “Who'll see my Gallantee Shew.”
Jack.
I'll first present you a prime minister,
See from thought or action sinister!
Public good his square and measure;
Himself his Country's trust and treasure.
And is not this a shew?
II
Here's Humility in high station!
Dignity stript of ostentation!
Friendship, here, outgoes profession;
Here is power, without oppression!
Oh the finest shew!
III
Who'll see honesty in a Miser?
Fops, from France, return the wiser?
Wealthy Poets, and poor Receivers?
Lawyers in future rewards believers?
Oh the curious shew!
IV
Here's dependance, without servility;
Peers, to Virtue who owe Nobility;
Next, where Piety weds with Prelacy:
But you scarce will credit, till you see,
Such a wond'rous shew!