Now frame new lies, now scrutinize thy brain, Next of the Yankeys' fraud the master told, 105 110 SIR CECIL next adorn'd the pompous song; Led by his CALIA through th' admiring throng, All CELIA's sisters hail'd the prince of hards, Reforming sailors bow'd, and patriot guards: While thus SIR JOSEPH (his stupendous head Crown'd with green-groc'ry, and with flow'rs o'erspread) IMITATIONS. Ver. 106. Tum canit Hesperidum miratam mala puellamt, Ver. 109. Tum canit errantem-- -Gallum, Aonas in montes ut duxerit una sororum, Utque viro Phabi chorus assurrexerit omnis; Floribus atque apio crines ornatus amaro, Dixerit: Hos tibi dant calamos, en accipe, musæ, Ascræo quos ante seni, quibus ille solebat Cantando rigidas deducere montibus ornos, &e, &c. &¢. NOTES. Ver. 106. Hesperian gold.] The American revenue, which the late Mr. Grenville was to have raised by his celebrated Stamp Act. Mr. Jene kinson, who was himself the author of that act, here delicately touches on the true origin of the American war; a measure in which, however unsuccessful, we doubt not, he will ever be ready to glory. Ver, 110. SIR CECIL's poems to Calia are well known; and we are persuaded will live to preserve the fame of his talents, when his admirable letter to the Scottish reformers, and his pamphlet on the Westminster Election, shall be forgotten, From the high hustings spoke-" This pipe be thine, 115 "This pipe, the fav'rite present of the Nine, "On which WILL WHITEHEAD play'd those powerful airs, "Which to ST. JAMES's drew reluctant May'rs, "And forc'd stiff-jointed Aldermen to bend ; Sing thou on this thy SAL'SBURY, sing thy friend; 120 125 130 And vainly fluttering round the door of WHITE's! All this, and more, he told, and every word 135. When, bursting on their ear, stern PEARSON's note Proclaim'd the question put, and call'd them forth to vote. Ver. 127. Quid loquar-Scyllam, quam fama secuta est, Candida succinctam latrantibus inguina inonstris -gurgite in alto Ah! timidos nautas canibus lacerasse marinis. Ver. 132. Aut ut mutatos Terei narraverit artus; Quas illi Philomela dapes, quæ dona parârit; JEKYLL. -miserabile Carmen Integrat, & moestis latè loca questibus implet.-VIRGIL JEKYLL, the wag of law, the scribblers' pride, Calne to the Senate sent-when TOWNSHEND died. Statesman and lawyer now, with clashing cares, 5 Th' important youth roams through the Temple squares ; sung. 10 15 "Where were our friends, when the remorseless crew "Of felon Whigs great LANSDOWNE's pow'r o'erthrew? "For neither then, within St. Stephen's wall, "Obedient WESTCOTE hail'd the Treasury-call;. "Nor treachery then had branded EDEN's fame, "Or taught mankind the miscreant MINCHIN's name; "Joyful no more (though TOMMY spoke so long) "Was high-born HOWARD'S cry, or PoWNEY's prattling tongue. "Vain was thy roar, MAHON !-though loud and deep; 21 "Not our own GILBERT could be rous'd from sleep. "No bargain yet the tribe of PHIPPS had made: "LANSDOWNE! you sought in vain e'en MULGRAVE'S aid; 26 "MULGRAVE at whose harsh scream, in wild surprise, "The speechless Speaker lifts his drowsy eyes. "Ah! hapless day! still as thy hours return, "Let Jesuits, Jews, and sad Dissenters mourn! "Each quack and sympathizing juggler groan, "While bankrupt brokers echo moan for moan. "O much-lov'd peer!-my patron!-model!-friend! "How does thy alter'd state my bosom rend! 30 "Alas! the ways of courts are strange and dark! "PITT scarce would make thee now-a Treasury-clerk!" Stung with the maddening thought, his griefs, his fears Dissolve the plaintive counsellor in tears. .36 "How oft," he cries, "has wretched LANSDOWNE said, "Curs'd be the toilsome hours by statesmen led! "O! had kind Heaven ordain'd my humbler fate "A country gentleman's-of small estate→→→ "With Price and Priestley in some distant grove, "Blest I had led the lowly life I love. "Thou, Price, hadst deign'd to calculate my flocks! 40 "Thou, Priestley, sav'd them from the lightning shocks! "Unknown the storms and tempests of the state 66 Unfelt the mean ambition to be great; "In Bowood's shade had pass'd my peaceful days, "Far from the town and its delusive ways; "The crystal brook my beverage-and my food "Hips, cornels, haws, and berries of the wood." "Blest Peer! eternal wreaths adorn thy brow! "Thou CINCINNATUS of the British plough! 45 50 **But rouse again thy talents and thy zeal! 55 CHANDOS, at least, he might for thee discard. "Come, LANSDOWNE! come-thy life no more thy own, 60 "O! brave again the smoke and noise of town; "For Britain's sake the weight of greatness bear, "And suffer honours thou art doom'd to wear. "To thee her Princes, lo! where India sends ! "All BENFIELD's here and there all HASTINGS' friends; "MACPHERSON WRAXALL-SULLIVAN-behold! "CALL-BARWell-MiddletON—with heaps of gold! "Rajahs-Nabobs-from Oude-Tanjore-Arcot→ 65 "And see!(nor O! disdain him!)-MAJOR SCOTT. “Ah! give the Major but one gracious nod: "E'en PITT himself once deign'd to court the squad. "O! be it theirs, with more than patriot heat, "To snatch thy virtues from their lov❜d retreat ; "Drag thee reluctant to the haunts of men, "And make thee minister-O God!-but when!" 70 Thus mourn'd the youth-till, sunk in pensive grief, He woo'd his handkerchief for soft relief. In either pocket either hand he threw; 75 When, lo!—from each, a precious tablet flew : This his sage patron's wondrous speech on trade; 80 |