II.

Yon roaring boys, who rave and fight
On t'other side the Atlantic,

I always held them in the right,
But most so when most frantic.

When lawless mobs insult the court,
That man shall be my toast,
If breaking windows be the sport,
Who bravely breaks the most.

IV.

But oh! for him my fancy culls
The choicest flowers she bears,

Who constitutionally pulls

Your house about your ears.

V.

Such civil broils are my delight,

Though some folks can't endure them, the mob are mad outright, And that a rope must cure them.

Who say

VI.

A rope! I wish we patriots had

Such strings for all who need 'emWhat! hang a man for going mad?

Then farewell British freedom.

ON OBSERVING

SOME NAMES OF LITTLE NOTE

RECORDED IN

THE BIOGRAPHIA BRITANNICA.

OH, fond attempt to give a deathless lot
To names ignoble, born to be forgot!
In vain, recorded in historic page,
They court the notice of a future age:
Those twinkling tiny lustres of the land
Drop one by one from Fame's neglecting hand;
Lethæan gulphs receive them as they fall,
And dark oblivion soon absorbs them all.

So when a child, as playful children use,
Has burnt to tinder a stale last year's news,
The flame extinct, he views the roving fire-
There goes my lady, and there goes the squire,
There goes the parson, oh! illustrious spark,
And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk!

REPORT

OF AN ADJUDGED CASE NOT TO BE FOUND IN ANY OF THE BOOKS.

I.

BETWEEN Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose,
The spectacles set them unhappily wrong;
The point in dispute was, as all the world knows,
To which the said spectacles ought to belong.

II.

So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning;

While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws,
So famed for his talent in nicely discerning.

III.

In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear,

And your lordship, he said, will undoubtedly find That the Nose has had spectacles always in wear, Which amounts to possession time out of mind.

IV.

Then holding the spectacles up to the courtYour lordship observes they are made with a straddle,

As wide as the ridge of the Nose is; in short,

Designed to sit close to it, just like a saddle.

Again, would your lordship a, moment suppose ('Tis a case that has happened, and may be again) That the visage or countenance had not a Nose. Pray who would, or who could, wear spectacles then?

VI.

On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning, the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.

VII

Then shifting his side, (as a lawyer knows how)
He pleaded again in behalf of the Eyes:
But what were his arguments few people know,
For the court did not think they were equally wise.

VIII.

So his lordship decreed with a grave solemn tone, Decisive and clear, without one if or but→ That, whenever the Nose put his spectacles on, By day-light or candle-light-Eyes should be sbut!

ON THE

BURNING OF LORD MANSFIELD'S

LIBRARY,

TOGETHER WITH HIS MSS.

BY THE MOB, IN THE MONTH OF JUNE, 1780.

I.

So then the Vandals of our isle,
Sworn foes to sense and law,
Have burnt to dust a nobler pile

Than ever Roman saw!

II.

And MURRAY sighs over Pope and Swift,
And many a treasure more,

The well-judged purchase and the gift,

That graced his lettered store.

III.

Their pages mangled, burnt, and torn,

The loss was his alone;

But ages yet to come shall mourn

The burning of his own.