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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AN ODE
HUMBLY INSCRIBED TO THE
RIGHT HONOURABLE
THOMAS WINNINGTON, ESQ. |
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AN ODE HUMBLY INSCRIBED TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THOMAS WINNINGTON, ESQ.
BY
HENRY HARRIS, ESQ.
ONE OF THE COMMISSIONERS OF THE WINE LICENCE, 1743.
O, BEST of patrons, and of friends,
Who once a year still condescends
To bless my poor abode;
That I your servant once again,
That annual honour may obtain,
Accept this annual ode.
Who once a year still condescends
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That I your servant once again,
That annual honour may obtain,
Accept this annual ode.
Come, and the lively pow'rs dispense;
Mirth, humour, wit, good-nature, sense,
Make up thy constant train;
We'll banish politics and care,
And scarce remember there's a war
In Germany or Spain.
Mirth, humour, wit, good-nature, sense,
Make up thy constant train;
We'll banish politics and care,
And scarce remember there's a war
In Germany or Spain.
Nothing that's serious shall appear,
Nor merit, Pelham's merit, there,
Our party's head and boast;
Nor how in each debate you shone,
Or all th' applause, and Fame you've won,
Or all that Sands has lost.
Nor merit, Pelham's merit, there,
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Nor how in each debate you shone,
Or all th' applause, and Fame you've won,
Or all that Sands has lost.
He may at Worcester great appear,
We've found him out, that see him near,
And he our constant scoff is;
But were it not, dear friend, for you,
I could not give the fool his due,
For fear of my damn'd office.
We've found him out, that see him near,
And he our constant scoff is;
But were it not, dear friend, for you,
I could not give the fool his due,
For fear of my damn'd office.
Let nobler themes adorn our feast,
We'll talk by turns in classic taste,
Of woman and of Boys,
And envy who in Gito's arms,
Now feeds his eyes upon his charms,
And grasps forbidden joys.
We'll talk by turns in classic taste,
Of woman and of Boys,
And envy who in Gito's arms,
Now feeds his eyes upon his charms,
And grasps forbidden joys.
Next Lincoln shall the subject be,
When to his Venus, Peggy Lee,
He comes like mighty Mars;
But not a word of the rebuke
He met from Love, when Richmond's Duke
Produc'd the readier Tarse.
When to his Venus, Peggy Lee,
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But not a word of the rebuke
He met from Love, when Richmond's Duke
Produc'd the readier Tarse.
One more request my noble friend;
Make Fox and Williams condescend
My humble roof to grace;
To see how I by thee am blest,
I without thee could have no feast,
Nor without thee a place.
Make Fox and Williams condescend
My humble roof to grace;
To see how I by thee am blest,
I without thee could have no feast,
Nor without thee a place.
In vain you strive, in vain you're great,
Distinct in op'ning a debate,
And in replying ready;
Since all thy parts tho' strong and clear,
Can't make the wav'ring P—sincere,
Or treach'rous Pultney steady.
Distinct in op'ning a debate,
And in replying ready;
Since all thy parts tho' strong and clear,
Can't make the wav'ring P—sincere,
Or treach'rous Pultney steady.
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