IV. He purchas'd abroad, While his ministers jobb'd; And Hanover flourish'd, While Britain was robb'd : And when he chang'd hands For a fresh set of men, Where those took a shilling, These villains took ten. V. Derry down, &c. This monarch deceas'd, His son did succeed; A Prince more august, Never came of his breed; For tho' at his birth, Lying wags had a fling, He soon prov'd himself The true son of a king. Derry down, &c. VI. Like measures he follow'd, Like servants he had; And all things grew worse, That before were too bad : For Walpole still rul'd With corruption and gold, The monarch he bought, And the nation he sold. Derry down, &c. VII. With armies at home, And with foreign troops paid; With laws that cramp'd freedom, As taxes cramp'd trade: With maxims quite new, He pursu'd his base ends, And help'd our old foes To oppress our old Friends. Derry down, &c. VIII. At length when Corruption Drain'd treasuries dry, And none would be bought For none offer'd to buy, The courtiers quit leaders They follow'd for pay, And leaders turn courtiers, IX. Derry down, &c. My tale, Oh ye Britons! However descended, A king is a king; Whenever they 're taken, Most statesmen are knaves; And patriots at court Are the lowest of slaves. Derry down, &c. PLACE-BOOK FOR THE YEAR 1745: A NEW BALLAD. I. SINCE with the new year a new, change hath begun, In spite of the father, in spite of the son; Since those who were new, to more new must give way, We all must confess that each dog has his day. Derry down, &c. II. But hold, let our verse in just order begin, To tell how at court all those heroes came in, Those heroes who mean, like the old ones, to fool us, How receiv'd by the Captain and hopeful Iulus. Derry down, &c. III. Sir Clement stood ready, his gloves in his hand, When Bedford appear'd at the head of the band, A sailor who ne'er lov'd salt water before; Should you ask us why now?-look behind and see Gower. Derry down, &c. VI. See Gower, who the court had oppos'd thick and thin, Was out, then was in, then was out, and now in; He kiss'd hands-then look'd pensive-as much as to say, " I can't judge which is best, to go or to stay." Derry down, &c. |