To the Tune of " A Cobler there was, &c. &c.” Behold young Balaam, now a man of spirit, POPE. TO a certain old chapel, well known in the town, * 1755, Pitt. He spoke at past one for an hour and thirty-five minutes: there was more humour, wit, vivacity, finer language, more boldness, in short, more astonishing perfections, than even you, who are used to him, can conceive. He was not abusive, yet very attacking on all sides; he ridiculed Lord Hillsborough, crushed poor Sir George Lyttleton, terrified the AttorneyGeneral, lashed my Lord Granville, painted the Duke of Newcastle, attacked Mr. Fox, and even hinted up to the Duke of Cumberland.-W. Pitt surpassed himself; and then I need not tell you, A fellow got in who could talk and could prateI'll tell you his story, and sing you his fate. Derry down, &c. At first he seemd modest and wonderous wise, Derry down, &c. He bellow'd and roar'd at the troops of Hanover, And swore they were rascals whoever went over: That no man was honest who gave them a vote, And all that were for 'em should hang by the throat. Derry down, &c. that he surpassed Cicero and Demosthenes. What a figure would their formal laboured cabinet orations make vis-à-vis to his manly vivacity and dashing eloquence ? he spoke above an hour and a half with scarce a bad sentence.. -W. He always affected to make the house ring Derry down, &c. By flaming so loudly he got him a name, Derry down, &c. When from an old woman,by standing his ground, He had got the possession often thousand pound, He said he car'd not for what others might call him, [Balaam. He would shew himself now the true son of Sir Derry down, &c. Poor Harry, whom erst he had dirtily spatter'd, He now crouch'd and cring’d to, commended Since honest men here were asham'd of his face, That in Ireland at least he might get him a place. and flatter'd; Derry down, &c. But Harry resentful first bid him be hush, blush; Recant his invectives, and then in a trice He would shew the best title to an Irish Vice. Derry down, &c. a Young Balaam ne'er boggld, but turned his coat, Determin'd to share in whate'er could be got Said, I scorn all those who cry impudent fellow, As my front is of brass, I 'll be painted in yellow. Derry down, &c. Since yellow 's the colour that best suits his face, Derry down, &c. |
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