The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] ... With a Copious Index. To which is prefixed Some Account of his Life. In Four Volumes |
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The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] | ||
ODE V.
Now, Pitt, put forth a small prophetic sound;
Say, ‘Kings should keep their state, but not be rich’—
Yes, say, ‘they never should with wealth abound,
As money might the royal mind bewitch.’
Say, ‘Gambling monarchs possibly may spring,
And stocks be at the mercy of a king—
And if for boroughs sigh their great affections,
Rare business for the devil at elections!
A monarch offering his own heads and notes—
A king and cobbler quarrelling for votes!’
Say, ‘Kings should keep their state, but not be rich’—
Yes, say, ‘they never should with wealth abound,
As money might the royal mind bewitch.’
Say, ‘Gambling monarchs possibly may spring,
And stocks be at the mercy of a king—
And if for boroughs sigh their great affections,
Rare business for the devil at elections!
A monarch offering his own heads and notes—
A king and cobbler quarrelling for votes!’
Then lift thine head, and also lift thine eyes,
And drawing of thy mouth the corners down,
Exclaim (as stricken with a deep surprise),
‘Not that I think a man who wears a crown
Would act so meanly, sir, or ever did—
No! God forbid, dread sovereign—God forbid!’
And drawing of thy mouth the corners down,
Exclaim (as stricken with a deep surprise),
‘Not that I think a man who wears a crown
Would act so meanly, sir, or ever did—
No! God forbid, dread sovereign—God forbid!’
Such are my counsels, Pitt.—Thy king, perchance,
May, smiling, hear thee oracles advance;
And pitying thee for hinting reformation
To such a king of such a nation,
May, smiling, hear thee oracles advance;
And pitying thee for hinting reformation
To such a king of such a nation,
May stun thee with two proverbs all so pat—
‘What, what, Pitt—“Play a jig to an old cat?”
What, preach—what, preach to me on money-wit!
“Old foxes want no tutors,” Billy Pitt.’
‘What, what, Pitt—“Play a jig to an old cat?”
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“Old foxes want no tutors,” Billy Pitt.’
The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] | ||