Ought then fuch trump'ry to have place
In the description of a Grace?

Well-when a theme transcends all praise,
As happens here to be the cafe,

'Tis time, I trust, to close the lays,
Left that the Muses, who're my lodgers,
Impeach of dotage-

}

Your's, S. ROGERS.

то

TO SIR JOHN P*****, BART.

LATE MEMBER FOR THE COUNTY OF L******

Written in the Year 1774.

Præ nimiis opibus, Demea, vivis inops.

INCERT. AUCTOR.

P*L**R,§ alike by pride and meanness curft,

Doubts to continue, or refign his trust ;

Pride importunes him to maintain his seat,
While meanness hints " 'tis cheaper to retreat."
The struggle's o'er—and pride submits to yield
To matchless meanness the difputed field.

§ How great a lofs the British Senate has fuftained by the recefs of this ingenious Member, may abundantly appear from a late instance of extraordinary fagacity in his finking through a great depth of rock (whence he moved fome thousand loads of useless rubbish to a confiderable distance) for the fole purpose of building a kitchen, and sheltering the fame from the infalubrious afpect of the inclement fouth: infomuch that his wisdom is proverbial in the neighbourhood in which he lives.

Some

Some cause to shew, yet hide his luft of wealth,
He hints "Importance," and "the want of health."
But foon as e'er the pleafing news he draws,
That large fubfcriptions will support his cause,
He mumps and chuckles, as of yore, to think
Secure his feat, and more secure his chink.
For who reads man, muft freely own, that pelf
Is God of Gods with every fordid elf.

Ill-fated wretch! how poor with all thy store, If ufe alone ftamps value on the ore.

ΤΟ

TO SIR J***S L*NGH*M, BART.

On his offering himself a Candidate in the Year 1774, for the Town of NORTHAMPTON.

WITH

ITH the courtly Sir James why thus angry and hot?
It is not his fault;-no, indeed it is not;

Of himself he is peaceful, polite, and well-bred,
Nor means to disturb, but when weak in the head;
At which feasons (unless my authority fails)
A wonderful" Partium confenfus" prevails.

In one of these fits, then, it happen'd, I ween, That when weak and disabled from serving his Queen, TO NORTHTON fhe fent him, fans lett, with a view To have him return'd a flout Member and new.

But how frail human efforts, oppos'd by the Stars!
Success just at hand, oft some accident marrs!
Tho' her Ladyship's scheme was judicious, no doubt,
Yet the very reverfe of her project fell out:
For Sir James, in attempting to ftand, got a fall,
And return'd to his Lady no Member at all.

ΤΟ

TO THOMAS BALL,* Efq;

LATE OF DINGLEY, IN NORTHAMPTONSHIRE.

With a Pipe of Wine, fent from a Merchant in London.

Onata mecum Confule Manlio,

Seu tu querulas, five geris jocos; &c. HOR. Lib. iii. Ode 21.

ADMIT, my dear Major, the cask that was made,

When the Highlanderst struck at the fight of your
blade;

Coeval with fame, fuch a veffel might charm
Or a Tartar or Turk, and of vengeance difarm.

Go boldly, O cafk! then, for refidence fue,
If he frowns upon ALLEN, he'll fmile upon you.

* This gentleman, after quitting the army, was in the commiffion of the peace for the counties of Leicester and Northampton.

He commanded the party of Horfe fent to reduce a body of Highlanders, who had deferted, or rather refused to serve, and had taken shelter in a wood near Oundle, in the county of Northampton; which service he happily performed without bloodshed on either fide.

The name of the merchant who fent the wine without proper orders from the Major.

Go,