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ON THE PROMOTION OF EDWARD THURLOW, ESQ. TO THE LORD HIGH CHANCELLORSHIP OF ENGLAND.
Round Thurlow's head in early youth,
And in his sportive days,
And genius shed his rays.
See! with united wonder, cried
The experienced and the sage,
With all the skill of age.
Discernment, eloquence, and grace
Proclaim him born to sway
And bear the palm away.
The praise bestowed was just and wise;
He sprang impetuous forth,
Attends superior worth.
So the best courser on the plain
Ere yet he starts is known,
What all had deemed his own.
ODE TO PEACE.
Come, peace of mind, delightful guest!
Once more in this sad heart:
We therefore need not part.
Where wilt thou dwell if not with me,
And pleasure's fatal wiles?
The banquet of thy smiles?
The great, the gay, shall they partake
And wilt thou quit the stream
To be a guest with them?
For thee I panted, thee I prized,
Who constitutionally pulls
Such civil broils are my delight,
Though some folks can't endure 'em,
Who say the mob are mad outright,
A rope! I wish we patriots had
Such strings for all who need 'em,—
What ! hang a man for going mad?
ON OBSERVING SOME NAMES OF LITTLE NOTE
Oh fond attempt to give a deathless lot,
So when a child, as playful children use,
REPORT OF AN ADJUDGED CASE
Between Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose,
The point in dispute was, as all the world knows,
So the Tongue was the Lawyer and argued the cause
While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws,
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,
Then holding the spectacles up to the court,—
Your lordship observes they arc made with a straddle, BURNING OF LORD MANSFIELD'S LIBRARY. 319
As wide as the ridge of the Nose is, in short,
Again, would your lordship a moment suppose
That the visage or countenance had not a Nose,
Pray who would or who could wear spectacles then?
On the whole it appears, and my argument shows
That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose,
Then shifting his side, as a lawyer knows how,
He pleaded again in behalf of the Eyes,
For the court did not think they were equally wise.
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 daylight or candlelight—Eyes should be shut.
ON THE BURNING OF LORD MANSFIELD'S LIBRARY,
TOGETHER WITH HIS MSS.
BY THE MOB, IN THE MONTH OF JUNE 1780.
So then—the Vandals of our isle,
Sworn foes to sense and law,
Than ever Roman saw!
And Murray sighs o'er Pope and Swift,
And many a treasure more,
That graced his lettered store.
Their pages mangled, burnt, and torn,
The loss was his alone;
The burning of his own.
ON THE SAME.
When wit and genius meet their doom
In all devouring flame,
And bid us fear the same.
O'er Murray's Joss the Muses wept,
They felt the rude alarm,
His sacred head from harm.
320 THE LOVE OF THE WORLD REPROVED.
There memory, like the bee that's fed
From Flora's balmy store,
Had treasured up before.
The lawless herd, with fury blind,
The flowers are gone,—but still we find
THE LOVE OF THE WORLD REPROVED;
Thus says the prophet of the Turk;
Much controversy straight arose,
You laugh !—'tis well,—the tale applied