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 fat to balance the laws,

So fam'd for his talent in nicely difcerning.

III.

In behalf of the Nofe, it will quickly appear,

And your lordship, he faid, will undoubtedly find, That the Nofe has had spectacles always in wear,

Which amounts to poffeffion time out of mind.

IV.

Then holding the spectacles up to the court

Your lordship obferves they are made with a straddle,

As wide as the ridge of the Nofe is; in fhort,

Defign'd to fit close to it, juft like a faddle.

V.

Again, would your lordship a moment fuppofe

('Tis a cafe that has happen'd, and may be again) That the vifage or countenance had not a nose!

Pray who wou'd, or who cou'd, wear spectacles then?

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VI.

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

VII.

Then, shifting his fide, (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 wife.

VIII.

So his lordship decreed, with a grave folemn tone,

Decisive and clear, without one if or but

That, whenever the Nofe put his fpectacles on,

By day-light or candle-light-Eyes fhould be fhut!

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,

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Sworn foes to sense and law,

Have burnt to duft a nobler pile

Than ever Roman faw!

II.

And MURRAY fighs o'er Pope and Swift,

And many a treasure more,

The well-judg'd purchase and the gift

That grac'd his letter'd ftore.

III.

Their pages mangled, burnt, and torn,

The lofs was his alone;

But ages yet to come fhall mourn

The burning of his own.

LORD MANSFIELD'S LIBRARY.

ON THE SAME.

I.

WHEN wit and genius meet their doom

In all devouring flame,

They tell us of the fate of Rome,

And bid us fear the fame.

II.

O'er MURRAY's lofs the mufes wept,

They felt the rude alarm,

Yet blefs'd the guardian care that kept

His facred head from harm.

III.

There mem'ry, like the bee that's fed

From Flora's balmy store,

The quinteffence of all he read
Had treafur'd up before.

IV.

The lawless herd, with fury blind,

Have done him cruel wrong;

The flow'rs are gone-but still we find

The honey on his tongue.

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THE LOVE OF THE WORLD REPROVED;

OR,

HYPOCRISY DETECTED*..

THUS fays the prophet of the Turk

Good muffulman, abstain from pork;

There is a part in ev'ry swine

No friend or follower of mine

May tafte, whate'er his inclination,
On pain of excommunication.

Such Mahomet's myfterious charge,
And thus he left the point at large.
Had he the finful part express'd,
They might with safety eat the reft;
But for one piece they thought it hard
From the whole hog to be debarr'd,
And fet their wit at work to find

What joint the prophet had in mind.

* It may be proper to inform the reader that this piece has already appeared in print, having found its way, though with fome unneceffary additions by an unknown hand, into the Leeds Journal, without the author's privity.