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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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THE CAPUCHIN:

A NEW BALLAD,

[_]

To the Tune of “Ye Commons and Peers.”

(Written in September 1742.)
Ecce iterum Crispinus, et est mihi sæpe vocandus.
WHO at Paris has been,
Has a Mendicant seen,
Who for charity follows to dun ye;
Offer him what you will,
He refuses it still,
For he has sworn that he'll never touch money.
But near him one stands,
With two open hands,
(A Creature that follows for hire)
Any gifts that you make,
He'll readily take,
And at night he accounts with the friar.

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So the great Earl of Bath,
Has sworn, in his wrath,
That he'll never accept of a place;
Neither Chancellor he,
Nor Treasurer will be,
And refuses the seal and the mace.
But near him a crowd,
Stand bawling aloud,
For all that two courts can afford;
And 'tis very well known,
That for them what is done,
Is the same as if done for my Lord.
But I'm told, noble peer,
Lest these things should take air,
And with dirt all mankind should upbraid ye;
That you try a new way,
'Tis as safe I dare say,
And make them account with my Lady.

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But indeed this won't do,
And the world will see through,
And your character still will bespatter;
Mind th' advice that I send,
For I'm so much your friend,
That I'm sure, you can't say, that I flatter.
There's my good Lord of Gower,
Isn't a quarter come o'er,
And I fancy you'll find he wants zeal;
If he don't come plum in,
And vote thro' thick and thin,
Turn him out, and be made Privy Seal.
Don't slight this advice,
Nor affect to be nice,

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Laugh at Votes that obstruct your great ends;
For an oath's but a joke,
To one that has broke
Through all honour and ties with his friends.
Fly to Cart'ret and Pelham,
You'll still go on, tell'em,
All honest men's hope to defeat;
To Crown your disgrace,
They'll give you this place,
And your character will be complete.