But O! 'tis sadd to think such bounties Should meet with such return as this; O, Barring of Saint Bart, O, Countess Grabrowski, and O, cruel Miss ! He married you at Bath’s fair Habby, Saint Bart he treated like a sonAnd wasn't it uncommon shabby To do what you have went and done! My trembling And amost refewses To write the charge which Sir John swore, Of which the Countess he ecuses, Her daughter and her son-in-lore. My Mews quite blushes as she sings of The fatle charge which now I quote: He says Miss took his two best rings off, And pawned 'em for a tenpun note. “Is this the child of honest parince, To make away with folks' best things ? Is this, pray, like the wives of Barrins, To go and prig a gentleman's rings ? " Thus thought Sir John, by anger wrought on, And to rewenge his injured cause, Last Vensday veek as ever waws. If guiltless, how she have been slandered! If guilty, wengeance will not fail; Meanwhile, the lady is remanderd And gev three hundred pouns in bail. JACOB HOMNIUM'S HOSS. A NEW PALLICE COURT CHAUNT. ONE sees in Viteall Yard, Vere pleacemen do resort ; A wenerable hinstitute, 'Tis call'd the Pallis Court. A gent as got his i on it, I think 'twill make some sport. The natur of this Court My hindignation riles : A few fat legal spiders Here set & spin their viles ; To rob the town theyr privlege is, In a hayrea of twelve miles. The Judge of this year Court Is a mellitary beak, Than praps he does of Greek, Because he cannot speak. Four counsel in this Court Misnamed of Justice—sits; These lawyers owes their places to Their money, not their wits; As here their living gits. These lawyers, six and four, Was a livin at their ease, And droring in the fees, As is like to make a breeze. It now is some monce since, A gent both good and trew Possest an ansum oss vith vich He didn know what to do: Peraps he did not like the oss, Peraps he was a scru. This gentleman his oss At Tattersall’s did lodge; There came a wulgar oss-dealer, This gentleman's name did fodge, And took the oss from Tattersall's : Wasn that a artful dodge ? One day this gentleman's groom This willain did spy out, A mounted on this oss A ridin him about; “Get out of that there oss, you rogue,” Speaks up the groom so stout. The thief was cruel whex'd To find hisself so pinn'd; The oss began to whinny, The honest groom he grinn'd; And the raskle thief got off the oss And cut avay like vind. L And phansy with what joy The master did regard Trot in the stable yard ! Who was this master good Of whomb I makes these rhymes ? And if I'd committed crimes, Attack me in the Times ! Now shortly after, the groomb His master's oss did take up, There came a livery-man This gentleman to wake up; And he handed in a little bill, Which hanger'd Mr. Jacob. For two pound seventeen This livery-man eplied, Which the thief had took to ride. Mr. Jacob Homnium cried. “Because a raskle chews My oss away to robb, For seven-and-fifty bobb, A iniquitious Jobb." Thus Mr. Jacob cut The conwasation short; The livery-man went ome, Detummingd to ave sport, And summingsd Jacob Homnium, Exquire, Into the Pallis Court. Pore Jacob went to Court, A Counsel for to fix, An attorney of the six ; And watch'd 'em at their tricks. The dreadful day of trile In the Pallis Court did come; The lawyers said their say, The Judge look'd wery glum, And then the British Jury cast Pore Jacob Hom-ni-um. O a weary day was that For Jacob to go through ; The debt was two seventeen, (Which he no mor owed than you), And then there was the plaintives costs, Eleven pound six and two. And then there was his own, Which the lawyers they did fix Of ten pound one and six. And all its bold ver-dicks ! I cannot settingly tell If Jacob swaw and cust, But I should think he must, With most igstreme disgust. O Pallis Court, you move My pitty most profound. A most emusing sport |