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COUNTESS OF YARMOUTH*
MAKING THE CAMPAIGN.
WITH George, what hero can compare,
Or who like him a sword can wield; That dares protect his fav’rite fair,
Amid'st the thunder of the field ?
* Amelia Sophia, Countess of Yarmouth, Mistress of George II., who left her a strong box, not to be opened but by her. She was wife of the Baron of Walmoole; and was created Countess of Yarmouth. She had a son by the king, who went by the name of Monsieur Louis; but was not owned.
The Countess of Yarmouth was inoffensive, and attentive only to please the king, and selling Peerages whenever she had an opportunity.-W.
The Countess touched twelve thousand for Sir Jacob Bouverie's coronet.-W.
To Lady Yarmouth a cabinet, with contents, which they call a £.12,000.-W.
The god of war out done we see;
In action Venus he dismiss’d, Till he had made his foe to flee,
Then slyly after battle kiss'd. But George, to love and war allied,
Both deities at once admires; And swelling big with Martial pride,
By Love allays his glowing fires.
A poetical Epistle,
FROM A GREAT MAN IN THE ARMY,
BATTLE OF DETTINGEN.
THE King, save his Grace,
Is in very good case,
For all the long day,
He heard the guns play,
His highness the Duke,*
* Duke of Cumberland.
But did no great harm to the calf;
Is so frolic and cheary,
So pleasant and airy,
So many fine clothes,
We've got from French beaus, That I've chang'd my blue coat for a better;
From a cottage wrote I,
With Neiperg close by, And “ Bumper, 'squire Jones” in my letter.
For of the late fight,
In faith I can't write,
But in one or two days,
I'll find out some ways,
P.S. But stay, my good Lord,
By your leave, a small word,