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Grace said in form which sceptics must agree	A
When they are told that grace was said by me	A
The servants gone to break the scurvy jest	B
On the proud landlord and his threadbare guest	B
'The King' gone round my lady too withdrawn	C
My lord in usual taste began to yawn	C
And lolling backward in his elbow chair	D
With an insipid kind of stupid stare	D
Picking his teeth twirling his seals about	E
Churchill you have a poem coming out	E
You've my best wishes but I really fear	F
Your Muse in general is too severe	F
Her spirit seems her interest to oppose	G
And where she makes one friend makes twenty foes	G
C Your lordship's fears are just I feel their force	H
But only feel it as a thing of course	H
The man whose hardy spirit shall engage	I
To lash the vices of a guilty age	I
At his first setting forward ought to know	J
That every rogue he meets must be his foe	J
That the rude breath of satire will provoke	K
Many who feel and more who fear the stroke	K
But shall the partial rage of selfish men	L
From stubborn Justice wrench the righteous pen	L
Or shall I not my settled course pursue	M
Because my foes are foes to Virtue too	M
L What is this boasted Virtue taught in schools	N
And idly drawn from antiquated rules	N
What is her use Point out one wholesome end	O
Will she hurt foes or can she make a friend	O
When from long fasts fierce appetites arise	P
Can this same Virtue stifle Nature's cries	P
Can she the pittance of a meal afford	Q
Or bid thee welcome to one great man's board	Q
When northern winds the rough December arm	R
With frost and snow can Virtue keep thee warm	S
Canst thou dismiss the hard unfeeling dun	T
Barely by saying thou art Virtue's son	T
Or by base blundering statesmen sent to jail	U
Will Mansfield take this Virtue for thy bail	U
Believe it not the name is in disgrace	V
Virtue and Temple now are out of place	V
Quit then this meteor whose delusive ray	W
Prom wealth and honour leads thee far astray	W
True virtue means let Reason use her eyes	P
Nothing with fools and interest with the wise	P
Wouldst thou be great her patronage disclaim	X
Nor madly triumph in so mean a name	X
Let nobler wreaths thy happy brows adorn	Y
And leave to Virtue poverty and scorn	Y
Let Prudence be thy guide who doth not know	J
How seldom Prudence can with Virtue go	J
To be successful try thy utmost force	H
And Virtue follows as a thing of course	H
Hirco who knows not Hirco stains the bed	Z
Of that kind master who first gave him bread	Z
Scatters the seeds of discord through the land	A2
Breaks every public every private band	A2
Beholds with joy a trusting friend undone	T
Betrays a brother and would cheat a son	T
What mortal in his senses can endure	B2
The name of Hirco for the wretch is poor	C2
Let him hang drown starve on a dunghill rot	D2
By all detested live and die forgot	D2
Let him a poor return in every breath	E2
Feel all Death's pains yet be whole years in death	E2
Is now the general cry we all pursue	M
Let Fortune change and Prudence changes too	M
Supple and pliant a new system feels	F2
Throws up her cap and spaniels at his heels	F2
Long live great Hirco cries by interest taught	G2
And let his foes though I prove one be nought	G2
C Peace to such men if such men can have peace	H2
Let their possessions let their state increase	H2
Let their base services in courts strike root	G2
And in the season bring forth golden fruit	G2
I envy not let those who have the will	I2
And with so little spirit so much skill	I2
With such vile instruments their fortunes carve	J2
Rogues may grow fat an honest man dares starve	J2
L These stale conceits thrown off let us advance	K2
For once to real life and quit romance	K2
Starve pretty talking but I fain would view	M
That man that honest man would do it too	M
Hence to yon mountain which outbraves the sky	L2
And dart from pole to pole thy strengthen'd eye	L2
Through all that space you shall not view one man	M2
Not one who dares to act on such a plan	M2
Cowards in calms will say what in a storm	S
The brave will tremble at and not perform	S
Thine be the proof and spite of all you've said	G2
You'd give your honour for a crust of bread	G2
C What proof might do what hunger might effect	G2
What famish'd Nature looking with neglect	G2
On all she once held dear what fear at strife	N2
With fainting virtue for the means of life	N2
Might make this coward flesh in love with breath	E2
Shuddering at pain and shrinking back from death	E2
In treason to my soul descend to boar	O2
Trusting to fate I neither know nor care	D
Once at this hour those wounds afresh I feel	P2
Which nor prosperity nor time can heal	P2
Those wounds which Fate severely hath decreed	G2
Mention'd or thought of must for ever bleed	G2
Those wounds which humbled all that pride of man	M2
Which brings such mighty aid to Virtue's plan	M2
Once awed by Fortune's most oppressive frown	Q2
By legal rapine to the earth bow'd clown	Q2
My credit at last gasp my state undone	T
Trembling to meet the shock I could not shun	T
Virtue gave ground and blank despair prevail'd	G2
Sinking beneath the storm my spirits fail'd	G2
Like Peter's faith till one a friend indeed	G2
May all distress find such in time of need	G2
One kind good man in act in word in thought	G2
By Virtue guided and by Wisdom taught	G2
Image of Him whom Christians should adore	O2
Stretch'd forth his hand and brought me safe to shore	O2
Since by good fortune into notice raised	G2
And for some little merit largely praised	G2
Indulged in swerving from prudential rules	N
Hated by rogues and not beloved by fools	N
Placed above want shall abject thirst of wealth	R2
So fiercely war 'gainst my soul's dearest health	R2
That as a boon I should base shackles crave	S2
And born to freedom make myself a slave	S2
That I should in the train of those appear	F
Whom Honour cannot love nor Manhood fear	F
That I no longer skulk from street to street	G2
Afraid lest duns assail and bailiffs meet	G2
That I from place to place this carcase bear	D
Walk forth at large and wander free as air	D
That I no longer dread the awkward friend	G2
Whose very obligations must offend	G2
Nor all too froward with impatience burn	T2
At suffering favours which I can't return	T2
That from dependence and from pride secure	B2
I am not placed so high to scorn the poor	C2
Nor yet so low that I my lord should fear	F
Or hesitate to give him sneer for sneer	F
That whilst sage Prudence my pursuits confirms	U2
I can enjoy the world on equal terms	U2
That kind to others to myself most true	M
Feeling no want I comfort those who do	M
And with the will have power to aid distress	V2
These and what other blessings I possess	V2
From the indulgence of the public rise	P
All private patronage my soul defies	P
By candour more inclined to save than damn	W2
A generous Public made me what I am	W2
All that I have they gave just Memory bears	X2
The grateful stamp and what I am is theirs	X2
L To feign a red hot zeal for Freedom's cause	Y2
To mouth aloud for liberties and laws	Z2
For public good to bellow all abroad	G2
Serves well the purposes of private fraud	G2
Prudence by public good intends her own	A3
If you mean otherwise you stand alone	A3
What do we mean by country and by court	G2
What is it to oppose what to support	G2
Mere words of course and what is more absurd	G2
Than to pay homage to an empty word	G2
Majors and minors differ but in name	X
Patriots and ministers are much the same	X
The only difference after all their rout	G2
Is that the one is in the other out	G2
Explore the dark recesses of the mind	G2
In the soul's honest volume read mankind	G2
And own in wise and simple great and small	B3
The same grand leading principle in all	B3
Whate'er we talk of wisdom to the wise	P
Of goodness to the good of public ties	P
Which to our country link of private bands	C3
Which claim most dear attention at our hands	C3
For parent and for child for wife and friend	G2
Our first great mover and our last great end	G2
Is one and by whatever name we call	B3
The ruling ty	L2

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