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Damn'd Lawyers and Judges, Damn'd Lords and

Damn'd Squires,
Damn'd Spies and Informers, Damnd Friends and

Damn'd Lyars;
Damn'd Villains corrupted in every Station ;
Damn’d Time-Serving Priests all over the Nation
And into the Bargain I'll readily give you
Damn’d ignorant Prelates, and Counsellors privy,
Then let us no longer by Parsons be Flamm’d,
For We know by these Marks, the Place of the

Damn'd:
And Hell to be sure is at Pariş or Rome,
How happy for Us, that it is not at Home!
*WHITSHED's Motto on his Coach.

Libertas & natale Solum.

Liberty and my native Country.

Written in the Year 1724.

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IBERTAS & natale Solum ;

Fine Words; I wonder where you stole ’um.
Could nothing but thy chief Reproach,
Serve for a Motto on thy Coach?

But;

* That infamous Chief Justice, who twice prosecuted the Drapier, and dissolved the Grand Jury for not finding the Bill again!

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But, let me now the Words translate :
Natale Solum : My Estate :
My dear Estate, how well I love it;
My Tenants, if you doubt, will prove

it :
They swear I am so kind and good,
I hug them till I squeeze their Blood.

LIBERT AS bears a large Import;
First; how to swagger in a Court;
And, fecondly, to shew my Fury
Against an uncomplying Jury:
And, Thirdly; 'tis a new Invention
To favour Wood and keep my Pension:
And, Fourthly; 'tis to play an odd Trick,
Get the Great Seal, and turn out Brodrick,
And, Fifthly; you know whom I mean,
To humble that vexatious Dean.
And, Sixthly; for my Soul, to barter it
For Fifty Times its Worth, to Carteret,

Now, fince your Motto thus you construe,
I must confess you've spoken once true.
Libertas & natale Solum;
You had good Reason when you stole 'um.

To A

PANEGYRICK

ON THE

D-n, in the Person of a Lady in

the North

Written in the Year 1730.

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Esolv'd my Gratitude to show,

Thrice Rev'rend Dn for all I owe;
Too long I have my 'Thanks delay'd;
Your Favours left too long unpay'd;
But now in all our Sexes Name,
My artless Muse shall fing your Fame.

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INDULGENT you to Female Kind, To all their weaker Sides are blind; Nine more such Champions as the DWould soon restore our antient Reign. How well to win the Ladies Hearts, You celebrate their Wit and Parts !

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How have I felt my Spirits rais'd,
By you

so oft, so highly prais’d! Transform'd by your convincing Tongue To witty, beautiful, and

young.
I hope to quit that awkward Shame
Affe&ed by each vulgar Dame;
To Modesty a weak Pretence;
And soon grow pert on Men of Sense;
To show my Face with scornful Air ;
Let others march it if they dare.

O, may

IMPATIENT to be out of Debt,

I never once furget
The Bard, who humbly deigns to chuse
Me for the Subject of his Muse.
Behind my Back, before my Nose,
He founds my Praise in Verse and Prosc.

My Heart with Emulation burns
To make you suitable Returns ;
My Gratitude the World shall know:
And, see, the Printer's Boy below:
Ye Hawkers all, your Voices lift;
A Panegyrick on D-ns.
And then, to mènd the Matter still;
By Lady Anne of * Market-Hill.

I THUS

* A Village near Sir AA's House, where the Arstbor passed two Summers.

I Thus begin. My grateful Muse
Salutes the D-n in diff'rent Views;
D---n, Butler, Usher, Jester, Tutor ;
* Robert and Darby's Coadjutor ;
And, as you în Commiflion fit,
To rule the Dairy next to † Kit.

In each Capacity I mean
To sing your Praise. And, first as D---n:
Envy must own, you

understand

your
Precedence, and support your Grandeur :
Nor, of your Rank will bate an Ace,
Except to give D---n D place.
In you such Dignity appears ;
Şo suited to your State, and Years!
With Ladies what a strict Decorum!
With what Devotion you adore 'um!
Treat me with so much Complaisance,
As fits a Princess in Romance.
By your Example and Affiftance,
The Fellows learn to know their Distance:
Sir Ar, since you set the Pattern,
No longer calls me Snipe and Slattern ;
Nor dares he, though he were a Duke,
Offend me with the least Rebuke,

Pro

+ Tbe Names of two Overfeets.

My Lady's Footman,

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