XXIV. Hard by, a ready wight, behold XXV. Still from the midnight-goblet hot, With jarring schemes, from wine begot, XXVI. With these wild embryos, shapeless all, Without head, tail, or limb, He lures his master to his call, While both in fancy swim. XXVII. He now receives th' absurd command XXVIII. He runs and strips her gracious brows To dress the Hag, who quickly throws XXIX. Yet smiling greets the Queen, and swears He only means her good, That exigencies of affairs May want her heart's best blood. XXX. Thus spoil'd, she sinks with sorrow faint And, lest she publish her complaint, XXXI. There lying, of her clothes she 's stript, XXXII. Against Apollo Midas old Gave judgment; did he worse Than one who to his wife, for gold, Could thus prefer his nurse? XXXIII. Ah! yet recall her cruel fate, Mistaken judge, thy friend Here warns thee; dangers soon or late On Avarice attend. XXXIV. In thy wife's ruin yet behold Thou dost thyself destroy; VOL. III. PLAIN THOUGHTS IN PLAIN LANGUAGE: A NEW BALLAD. 1743. I.. ATTEND, ye brave Britons Of every degree, All you who deserve, And resolve to be free; Plain Thoughts will suffice, When all we assert Is known to be true. Derry down, &c. II. To save our old laws, A new monarch we took; And well for those laws An old tyrant forsook : And should our old England A curse on the slaves Who the new won't forsake. Derry down, &c. III. This monarch, unskilled In the nation's affairs, A lover of wealth, And a foe to all cares, His kingdom itself, To share in the pelf. Derry down, &c. |