999:01,000[' ]| 999:01,000[' ]| 999:01,000[' ]| 999:01,000[' ]| 999:01,001[A ]| Now the reformer of the court and stage, 999:01,002[A ]| The common beadle of this wilful age, 999:01,003[A ]| Has with impartial hand whipped sovereign sin, 999:01,004[A ]| In$4$ me it is but manners to$9$ begin. 999:01,005[A ]| To$9$ correct vice keen satire may prevail, 999:01,006[A ]| Beyond the law, when preaching blockheads fail; 999:01,007[A ]| For$3$ law and satire from one fountain flow, 999:01,008[A ]| Were not men vicious, there would be no$2$ law: 999:01,009[A ]| But to$9$ cry up$5$ this saucy cant a rule 999:01,010[A ]| For$4$ lawful satire, proves the wit a fool. <10> 999:01,011[A ]| To$9$ rail at states, and monarchs ill entreat, 999:01,012[A ]| They cry 999:01,012@x | "It is good, because the subject is great:" 999:01,013[A ]| As Man was only placed in$4$ Paradise, 999:01,014[A ]| To$9$ nibble on$4$ the fruit for$4$ which$6#1$ he dies. 999:01,015[A ]| Can owls and woodcocks with the eagle play, 999:01,016[A ]| And not in$4$ danger to$9$ become a prey? 999:01,017[A ]| What is it to$9$ lash a king, and council table, 999:01,018[A ]| When I myself am kicked by$4$ the town rabble? 999:01,019[A ]| (For$4$ me to$9$ labour in$4$ a lower sphere, 999:01,020[A ]| I think too much, yet it is safest there:) <20> 999:01,021[A ]| Nor do I covet matters for$4$ my rhymes, 999:01,022[A ]| The greatest person, but the greatest crimes. 999:01,023[A ]| What is it to$4$ me, who$6#1$ keeps a miss? Who$6#1$ is wed? 999:01,024[A ]| Or who$6#1$ got costly Carwell's maidenhead? 999:01,025[A ]| Who$6#1$ got the better of it, the peer or knight? 999:01,026[A ]| What lord was drunk, or lady shamed last night? 999:01,027[A ]| These are the crying crimes; yet one may do 999:01,028[A ]| All these, and be an honest subject too. 999:01,029[A ]| But to$9$ supplant the Government, to$9$ cry 999:01,030[A ]| Allegiance down, and raze out monarchy; <30> 999:01,031[A ]| To$9$ make cabals, and by$4$ a bold petition 999:01,032[A ]| Imbrue the nation in$4$ a new sedition; 999:01,033[A ]| To$9$ souse rebellion, lay up$5$ plots in$4$ pickle, 999:01,034[A ]| And make each tavern bar a conventicle: 999:01,035[A ]| This would become a muse's excellence, 999:01,036[A ]| To$9$ whip the Club into allegiance. 999:01,037[A ]| Who$6#2$ would not be affected as Sir*Carr, 999:01,038[A ]| As proud as Mulgrave, dull as De*La*Ware; 999:01,039[A ]| As poor as Fish, who$6#1$ lost himself and prince 999:01,040[A ]| In$4$ one debauch, and never was sober since: <40> 999:01,041[A ]| Rather than that$6#2$ insatiate beast of prey, 999:01,042[A ]| Worries the flock, to$9$ make himself away? 999:01,043[A ]| (So$3$ wolves, when cloyed with blood of lambs and ewes, 999:01,044[A ]| Do often fall into the shepherd's noose.) 999:01,045[A ]| Those harmless men find a more safe abode, 999:01,046[A ]| Who$6#1$ quit unlawful paths to$9$ keep the road. 999:01,047[A ]| It is strange, that$3$ human wisdom ever should 999:01,048[A ]| Err most, under pretence of doing good: 999:01,049[A ]| And those wise men that$6#1$ would prescribe us rules 999:01,050[A ]| For$4$ government, prove either knaves or fools. <50> 999:01,051[A ]| Witness the Catiline that$6#1$ left Whitehall, 999:01,052[A ]| To$9$ be made President of the Cabal: 999:01,053[A ]| So$3$ he is in$4$ play (provided there is no$2$ blows) 999:01,054[A ]| It matters not the New, or the Old Cause: 999:01,055[A ]| Has through all points of government run his rounds, 999:01,056[A ]| As Gore the compass did, with blood and zounds. 999:01,057[A ]| But sooner may you fix the northern wind, 999:01,058[A ]| Than hope this weathercock will$1$ be confined. 999:01,059[A ]| Nature made him a perverse wight, whose nose 999:01,060[A ]| Extracts the essence of his gouty toes; <60> 999:01,061[A ]| Double with head to$4$ tail he crawls apart, 999:01,062[A ]| His Body is the emblem of his double heart. 999:01,063[A ]| In$4$ the court sun he wriggles, like$4$ a snail; 999:01,064[A ]| Touch but his horns, he shrinks into his shell. 999:01,065[A ]| Rolled like$4$ a hedgehog up$4$, he shows his snout, 999:01,066[A ]| And at the council table makes a rout; 999:01,067[A ]| Against Charles and the Succession domineers: 999:01,068[A ]| If ought oppose him, he has forks and spears. 999:01,069[A ]| Like$4$ a vile sculler, he abjures the realm, 999:01,070[A ]| And sinks the bark, because he is not chief at helm; <70> 999:01,071[A ]| Then cries, 999:01,071@y | "All hands to$9$ pump, a leak in$4$ the keel!" 999:01,072[A ]| And stops it up$5$ with Julian's conger-eel. 999:01,073[A ]| That$3$ when a ball pierced the broadside, even then, 999:01,074[A ]| Clapped in$4$ the hole, and saved Sir Edward's men. 999:01,075[A ]| The way is to$9$ keep him there; if he get through, 999:01,076[A ]| Secure himself, he drowns the ship and crew. 999:01,077[A ]| If to$4$ the ocean back again he is bent, 999:01,078[A ]| The rabble, he is in$4$ his own element. 999:01,079[A ]| There let him plot, and never behold the sun, 999:01,080[A ]| Till he has through all seas of folly run, <80> 999:01,081[A ]| Under pretext of wit, to$9$ be undone. 999:01,082[A ]| Like$4$ the late duke, who$6#1$, from a glorious bully, 999:01,083[A ]| Retired from court, to$9$ be the city's cully; 999:01,084[A ]| The city's minion; now, their scorn and sport, 999:01,085[A ]| There more despised, than once adored at court: 999:01,086[A ]| Who$6#1$ did his fall so$5#1$ wittily contrive, 999:01,087[A ]| In$4$ quaint disguise to$9$ riot, rant, and swive; 999:01,088[A ]| And, when he has lost himself in$4$ infamy, 999:01,089[A ]| Revile the state, and rail at monarchy! 999:01,090[A ]| The only means true glory to$9$ pursue, <90> 999:01,091[A ]| And must be the best way, because it is new. 999:01,092[A ]| Would any Hewson from the court retreat 999:01,093[A ]| To$4$ the stall, under disguise of being great, 999:01,094[A ]| And only for$3$ to$9$ merit vulgar praise; 999:01,095[A ]| Rather than not be popular, be base? 999:01,096[A ]| So$3$ once an emperor, as stories say, 999:01,097[A ]| Exchanged his sceptre for$4$ a ferula, 999:01,098[A ]| And, only proud to$9$ prove himself a fool, 999:01,099[A ]| Did quit the throne, to$9$ keep a petty school; 999:01,100[A ]| Yet this was great! while only for$4$ the noise <100> 999:01,101[A ]| Of sovereign power, he lords it over the boys: 999:01,102[A ]| Look to$4$ it, York; the nation first shall bleed, 999:01,103[A ]| Ere the two kings of Brainford shall succeed. 999:01,104[A ]| Put him aside, ~~ as he has done, I will$1$ lay; 999:01,105[A ]| For$3$ should I more upon$4$ this subject say, 999:01,106[A ]| It were, like$4$ his estate, but thrown away. 999:01,107[A ]| Shall Perkin escape, whose early offering 999:01,108[A ]| Invoked the Club, before he atoned the king? 999:01,109[A ]| What though he is banished? Yet the Rump may plead 999:01,110[A ]| Old Magna*Charta, though the House be fled. <110> 999:01,111[A ]| And though you will$1$ not make him king, yet he 999:01,112[A ]| May justly claim a subject's liberty: 999:01,113[A ]| But this secures him from our sharpest shot, 999:01,114[A ]| He was not Oates enough to$9$ make a plot; 999:01,115[A ]| And satire upon$4$ him is even almost, 999:01,116[A ]| As well as preaching unto Armstrong, lost. 999:01,117[A ]| Hallifax for$4$ empire has as great an itch, 999:01,118[A ]| As ever dog had for$4$ his salt-swollen bitch; 999:01,119[A ]| His plumes imped with ambition, up$5$ he flies, 999:01,120[A ]| And, to$9$ be something, melts even in$4$ the skies, <120> 999:01,121[A ]| While the humble wretch at home lies prostrate down 999:01,122[A ]| To$4$ all the barking beagles of the town. 999:01,123[A ]| Young Devon too does in$4$ the Club intrude, 999:01,124[A ]| To$9$ be applauded by$4$ the multitude: 999:01,125[A ]| With zeal to$4$ king and country he abounds; 999:01,126[A ]| Keep with the hare, and open with the hounds: 999:01,127[A ]| Now of the court, now of the city free; 999:01,128[A ]| Mistakes prerogative for$4$ liberty. 999:01,129[A ]| How well a regiment would him become, 999:01,130[A ]| If the loud Commons did but beat the drum! <130> 999:01,131[A ]| "My masters, vote it, sirs; a prohibition: 999:01,132[A ]| I can not in$4$ conscience brook the new commissions: 999:01,133[A ]| To$9$ levy forces, and assign commanders, 999:01,134[A ]| Is treason in$4$ the king against France or Flanders; 999:01,135[A ]| But if the House command me, though I starve, 999:01,136[A ]| I will$1$ quit wine, whores, allegiance, to$9$ serve." 999:01,137[A ]| Gray, better far might slight his sovereign's bounty, 999:01,138[A ]| He had a regiment within his county, 999:01,139[A ]| And power enough beside to$9$ back his cause, 999:01,140[A ]| Would Rowley venture but a broken nose. <140> 999:01,141[A ]| Appease this mouthing Cerberus with a bone, 999:01,142[A ]| Honour is a dainty crust to$9$ pick upon$4$: 999:01,143[A ]| (While his dear Doxy makes a shift to$9$ rub 999:01,144[A ]| The business out with Monmouth), at the Club: 999:01,145[A ]| And Rowlstone leads the van, while they combine, 999:01,146[A ]| And humbly beg their sovereign to$9$ resign. 999:01,147[A ]| How faction, and the quenchless thirst of rule, 999:01,148[A ]| Hurries to$9$ ruin the ambitious fool; 999:01,149[A ]| Whose busy soul, puffed up$5$ with popular sway, 999:01,150[A ]| Will$1$ scarce be ever humbled to$9$ obey! <150> 999:01,151[A ]| The earl, whose spouse had such a spacious poop, 999:01,152[A ]| As swallowed up$5$ Ned*Brabazon and his troop, 999:01,153[A ]| Who$6#1$ was lately Lord Lieutenant of the realm, 999:01,154[A ]| Seemed a good pilot while he sat at helm; 999:01,155[A ]| But when he was deposed, he overthrew 999:01,156[A ]| His master's cause, and sided with the crew. 999:01,157[A ]| Now Bedford found he had the worst of the lay, 999:01,158[A ]| Having more wit or honesty than they, 999:01,159[A ]| Sneaked off, and left the Club, his game to$9$ play. 999:01,160[A ]| When he had also led them to$4$ the perch, <160> 999:01,161[A ]| Like$4$ Buckingham, he left them in$4$ the lurch, 999:01,162[A ]| At such a juncture of a time, and oddly, 999:01,163[A ]| As Peyton for$4$ his highness left the godly; 999:01,164[A ]| Or Escrick Howard, to$9$ become a bawler, 999:01,165[A ]| Withdrew from court to$9$ cry up$5$ busy Waller. 999:01,166[A ]| These are the men that$6#1$ all the bustle make, 999:01,167[A ]| And empire check merely for$4$ empire's sake. 999:01,168[A ]| They lay their stamp on$4$ the revolting darling, 999:01,169[A ]| And in$4$ that$6#2$ Club make treason pass for$4$ sterling. 999:01,170[A ]| There are some other beagles of the pack, <170> 999:01,171[A ]| That$6#1$ make a noise the royal chase to$9$ back: 999:01,172[A ]| As when a mastiff opens in$4$ the dark, 999:01,173[A ]| The little dogs will$1$ shake their tails and bark; 999:01,174[A ]| And though the foremost hound but start the hare, 999:01,175[A ]| The rest will$1$ mouth it as they claimed a share: 999:01,176[A ]| Who$6#1$ follow by$4$ the scent, and scarce have sense 999:01,177[A ]| To$9$ judge between reason and allegiance. 999:01,178[A ]| As fops meet in$4$ the pit, to$9$ damn a play, 999:01,179[A ]| Not what they know, but by$4$ what others say: 999:01,180[A ]| Unmeaning fools, who$6#1$, something to$9$ be at, <180> 999:01,181[A ]| Follow the leading cuckoo, like$4$ the bat, 999:01,182[A ]| And justly merit, as they are despised, 999:01,183[A ]| Rather to$9$ be rejected than chastised. 999:01,184[A ]| So$3$ bawling Huntingdon, and Kent the mute, 999:01,185[A ]| With noise and nonsense fill up$5$ the dispute: 999:01,186[A ]| And while the Club proclaims the lawless strife, 999:01,187[A ]| One is the drum, and the other is the fife. 999:01,188[A ]| What shall we say of Falconbridge, Bridgewater? 999:01,189[A ]| Or Cherbury, or dull Denbigh shall I flatter? 999:01,190[A ]| Who$6#1$ in$4$ the synod drudge like$4$ galley slaves, <190> 999:01,191[A ]| And buy the stock, to$9$ make a gleek of knaves: 999:01,192[A ]| Like$4$ beasts, insensible of wrong, they stray, 999:01,193[A ]| And find a pound, quitting the king's highway. 999:01,194[A ]| And last, behold in$4$ triumph to$4$ their follies, 999:01,195[A ]| In$4$ Nol's own coach of state, comes loyal Hollis, 999:01,196[A ]| Who$6#1$ sold the father by$4$ an old commission, 999:01,197[A ]| And purchases the son with a petition. 999:01,198[A ]| Now whether has the better of it: the Club, 999:01,199[A ]| Or the five members did the royal job? 999:01,200[A ]| This is the baker's dozen makes the Rump, <200> 999:01,201[A ]| And little Waller is leaven to$4$ the lump. 999:01,202[A ]| When Bedford civilly had made his leg, 999:01,203[A ]| The Club engendered, and brought forth an egg; 999:01,204[A ]| Which$6#1$, like$4$ Grand Cairo, for$4$ a quick despatch, 999:01,205[A ]| Hot Monsieur Parliament must sit and hatch. 999:01,206[A ]| Rowley began to$9$ puff, and shake his noddle, 999:01,207[A ]| And told them in$4$ plain terms their brood was addle; 999:01,208[A ]| That$3$ to$4$ a Rump he never more would give 999:01,209[A ]| Away his birthright, or prerogative. 999:01,210[A ]| Then, like$4$ a god which$6#1$ from his voice did leap, <210> 999:01,211[A ]| Dissolved that$6#2$ chaos and confused heap. 999:01,212[A ]| Bravely he spake, and wisely he performed, 999:01,213[A ]| While still the Club against the council stormed: 999:01,214[A ]| Who$6#1$, rather than from faction would be free, 999:01,215[A ]| Or touch no$2$ more of the Forbidden Tree, 999:01,216[A ]| Would damn themselves, and their posterity. 999:01,200[A ]| 999:01,217[A ]| 999:01,218[A ]| 999:01,219[A ]| 999:01,220[A ]| 999:01,221[A ]| 999:01,222[A ]| 999:01,223[A ]| 999:01,224[A ]| 999:01,225[A ]| 999:01,226[A ]| 999:01,227[A ]| 999:01,228[A ]| 999:01,229[A ]| 999:01,230[A ]| 999:01,231[A ]| 999:01,232[A ]|