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.

VI.

Derry down, &c.

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.

V.

Next in lollop'd Sandwich,* with negligent

grace,

For the sake of a lounge, not for love of a place, Quoth he, "Noble captain, your fleets now shall nick it,

"For I'll sit at your board, when at leisure

from Cricket."

Derry down, &c.

VI.

The circle divides-who could fill such a space But Broadbottom Cotton's + broad rump, and

broad face?

The King turn'd-let a f―t, which he strove for to smother,

-Twas only Bum Royal saluting his brother.

Derry down, &c.

* The Earl of Sandwich. + Sir John Hinde Cotton.

VII.

Cries Jackey, "Great Sir, since I'm nam'd

Chambermaid.

"I henceforth will bely what I've hitherto said, "Of Hogsheads to James I have drank not a few,

"But now paid, I will drink full as many to

you."

Derry down, &c.

VIII.

Quoth Philips "No Roman the Welch could subdue,

"But behold, Sir, I yield to your money-not

you;

"Henceforth let Sir William + assert, if he can, "That his honest true Britons are true to a

man."

Derry down, &c.

* Sir John Philips. + Sir William Young.

IX.

Next Pitt who has lately commenc'd to be loyal, Stood shiv'ring like Pelham, expecting kick

royal;

He star'd, and he gap'd, and a speech would have made,

But only could say,- "I'm not us'd to the

trade."

Derry down, &c.

X.

Gods! how we're perplex'd by promotions and

claims !

I'd sing of new measures, I'm sick of new