GEORGIAN REVEL -ATIONS! OR, “THE MOST ACCOMPLISHED GENTLE- MAN’S” MIDNIGHT VISIT BELOW STAIRS! ^ ipoem* REPRINTED PROM A CLEVER SUPPRESSED WORK, Entiiled ‘‘ Pindaric Odes and Tales^* by Peter Pin* dar^ Esq, the Younger, — London y 1821 . WITH TWENTY SUPPRESSED STANZAS OF “DON JUAN” IN REFERENCE TO XRELANE, WITH BYRON’s own CURIOUS HISTORICAL NOTES. The whole written in Double RhymeSy on the model of CastVs stanzas y an Italian author from whom Byron is said to have plagiarized many of his beatUies, — From a Manuscript in the possession of Captain MedwiUy warranted Genuine, ONLY 100 COPIES PRINTED. GREAT TOTHAM, ESSEX: PRINTED AT CHARLES CLARK’S PRIVATE PRESS. GEORGIAN REVEL-ATION8! OR, “THE MOST ACCOMPLISHED GENTLE- MAN’S" MIDNIGHT VISIT BELOW STAIRS! REPRINTED FROM A CLEVER SUPPRESSED WORK, Entitled “ Pindaric Odes and Tales,* hy Peter Pin^ dar. Esq. the Younger. — London, 1821 . WITH TWENTY SUPPRESSED STANZAS OF “DON JUAN,” IN REFERENCE TO IRERANR, WITH BYRON’s own CURIOUS HISTORICAL NOTES. The whole written in Double Rhymes, on the model of Ca^tVs stanzas, an Italian author from whom Byron is said to have plagiarized many of his beauties. — From a Manuscript in the possession of Captain Medwin, warranted Genuine. ONLY 100 COPIES PRINTED. GREAT TOTHAM, ESSEX; PRINTED AT CHARLES CLARK’S PRIVATE PRESS. (Beorgian iaebel= atton)g« ^c. ^c. 'TWAS at a royal feast, for Princely fun, (So Dryden would have probably begun) When that ‘‘the savory meats his soul most loved*' Had been — some half a dozen hours — removed ; And, ranged around, in solemn, stern debate, The various minions of the kitchen sate ; — Cook-maids and Scullions — Coachmen — Porters — all The posse comitatuSy great and small ! When lo ! appeared an unexpected guest ; And England's future M h stood confest !* Reader ! thou may'st have seen how, in a trice, A cat will sometimes scare a host of mice ; Or much more frequently beheld, perhaps, A set of saucy, chubby, ragged chaps, In schooltime, when the master was away. Prefer, to cyphering, a game at play ; 'Till lo ! the Pedant shows his angry face, And quick each urchin scampers to his place ! So scarcely here the Royal phiz was known, Than presto ! every living soul was flown ! _ Some creeping dressers, tables, chairs beneath I Some flying, helter-skelter, out of breath I In pantry some, in cellars others stored. Until each nook contained a living hoard ! The R 1 wondering, as well he might, His Princely presence should occasion fright ; With gracious speech the fugitives address'd, And thus allayed the tumults of each breast. P E. Y-y-ye faithful vassals ! whom the will of fate Has made sub-sub-subscrvient to my r-r-royal state ; * It must be remembered that this circumstance really occurred, when the present [in 1821] Vice-gerent of (to whom be all honour and glory ! ) directed the destinies of these realms as P R . / 2 Be-be-behold ! I come — your hum-hum-humbler lot to share ; A-a-and take a taste, for once, of kitchen fare I My d-d -discontented subjects to convince I can forj(et the dignity of P e. When of more cour-rtly joys Fve had my fill ; And condescension tends to gratify my will. A hiccup^ here, the laboring thought supprest, That, like a giant, struggled in his breast ; ^Till, from the mighty effort, down he sat — And, gathering round, his Princely panders squat;— Just as we read a roving Tartar horde. Upon their buttocks, circumscribe their lord ; When, on affairs of state, disposed to treat — In other words — to find some means to eat. The scared attendants, pleased at what they heard. Obeyed, with promptitude, the royal word; Dust-holes and sinks again disgorged the fry. Destined to bask in smiles of royalty ! Thus have we seen, in poultry-yards, ere now. Some o’ergrown pig, in wallowing through the slough. Whole tribes of hungry sparrows put to flight — Until discovering what had caused their fright — They fall to work, again, ’round sties and pens; And make a common cause with cocks and hens Or, Reader ! if’t has been thy fortune, rare, ToVe seen a hull-hait at a country fair. When, as the animal most sport has shewn. By goring dogs, so nicely, one by one ; Some wag perchance, has, like a silly goose, Bawled out, for frolic’s sake, ‘‘ the bull is loose ' As quick each ragamuffin-lout would mind him, And scamper off, afraid to look behind him : But when, at last, security he feels, And, turning, finds no bull is at his heels ; More valiant grown, he, with the frightened train. With boist’rous mirth, renews the sport again. But, pry’thee, sing my Muse, the high degree Of the fair dame that graced^ the royal knee. * In the first proof sheet the printer’s devil here made a devil 3 As, circling 'round the board, a motley crew Familiarly pay him ‘‘ homage due Say of what honors— of what lineage sprung — Her charms how peerless ! and her looks how young ! Pause Peter! here," methinks I hear you cry— ‘‘Nor into scenes, like these, too closely pry. Zounds ! Turkey’s sultan, when he pleases, can Exalt a minion to his grave divan, And make a menial, without much ado. The mistress of his bed and harem too Then do not, Peter ! to exalt thy work, Degrade our gracious P e beneath a Turk !’' Reader ! thy observation's just, I own, I’ll therefore leave her pedigree alone. And thus philosophers, at times, will toil. To prove the peopling of some new-found isle ; But, when they find their labor is in vain. They curse the task, and give it up again. Now massive goblets crowd the festive board, — Goblets that soul-inspiring draughts afford ; — For fast the ruby current circled round, And brief repose the reeling bottles* * found : — Whilst wit — that, like th' electric fluid, passes Along conductors, in the shape of glasses — Excited many a laugh, as titt'ring maids — Beneath the ambush of their locks and braids — With wonder heard the R 1 talk of things. They fancied ne’er defiled the lips of Kings ! Poor simpletons ! — but lord ! how many think That R Ity needs neither meat, nor drink ! And thus believe, in their good easy nature, A King can scarcely be a human creature ! But something like a Saint of Hindoo birth — Hardly partaking of old mother earth ! of a mistake, by printing it greased instead of graced; which would have altered the reading materially — if not destroyed the meaning of the author. * The R— y — 1 decanters had round bottoms ; to cause, as it is technically termed, a quick circulation of the bottle ! Well may the moralist exclaim, O tempara ! O mores ! fi 0 'ifl* h»iir0t*':j Ui:a> j orrfe j^'noiod '*’ /ni/f ’(0i6^;jc>X ' ' jtftmf) 5?7ct^ »iif i rtoytfi a njW'd hirn IjW >i/] '!=> ae^iwm gdT - ' * *v .jliir^; Yfft Jrjry*? uj -k^;i. 2fi/rT 0 dlj<9?j9^ [ 4^k5')ri'^ fey? 4J ’>y “ i'- > jii|j|i 'id ”* ,esunp v * - L > ^ipodl^iiU lo .3j4B;3^.'y«V. E^r rf ^ i«»t3!it497’^> 1^*^Mdi£ mii ":■* - t •&-^--r3 - ‘Mi? Resting — as Mussulmans have long contended Mahomet does — ^twixt heaven and earth suspended ! Reader ! if thou pursuest my heroics, Thou’lt find that Kings are neither saints nor stoics But eat — just like ourselves — substantial dinners— And are — to all intents — as wicked sinners ; Praying as seldom ; — but why need they pray, Whilst others do it for them every day ? And then a nation's prayers may prevail. When, it is possible, their own might fail ! — At least, so thought our forefathers of old. Who left so piously — as we’ve been told — Splendid bequests to feed and clothe the poor ; Their prayers for ever after to insure ; And yet — my argument it alters not — Poor souls ! all but their bounty is forgot ! Now plumes again, my gentle Muse, her wing. Of more immediate Princely deeds to sing ; For why should we departed heroes laud. When we have living ones we can applaud ? Twice had the midnight lamp replenished been. To lend new lustre to the courtly scene ; Nor yet had rosy Bacchus ceased to shed His genial influence on each votary’s head ; When one — but how, in lofty verse, can we Depict his plebeian birth and dignity ? Automedon we fain the youth would name. From him, the charioteer of classic fame ; — And why should not a deathless meed of glory, Modern postillion, share with him in story? ’Tis true that one Achilles* pondrous car Wheeled fearlessly amidst “the tug of war;'* Whilst our young Jehu, guiding Venus’ doves. Drives his heroic master — to his loves ! “If not the danger, yet the toil’s the same ; Then wherefore, Peter I quarrel with a name ?" I will not, Reader! but to make him known. I’ll dub him “Genius of the Whip” alone. Well, then, up rose, with most consummate air. This mighty genius — Jove’s peculiar care ! — The ruddy liquor, mantling in his face, Dent— I had almost said— a Princely grace ; — Stroking his hair on end before he spoke. He thus, at length, the solemn silence broke : — “May’t please your R 1 H s, I stand here — I speak it boldly — destitute of fear; And though sometimes before your nod I bow— I think myself (d m me) your equal now; Which proves — how much-so-ever some deride— Your I! -s has not got a bit of pride; — And what must follow, beyond disputation. You’re worthy — greatly worthy of your station!” — At this, down sat the man of thong and leather, ^Midst boist’rous hootings and applause together. So often follow, when some pot boils o’er. The embers’ hisfies^ and the gossips’ roar ; Until the fluid puts the fire out. And closes, thus, the elemental rout. Just so, the reason of this wayward wight The grapes’ rich juice had, now, extinguished quite: Until, his head reclining on the board, A very sweet soliloquy he snored ; Which pleased a r 1 Personage, to think How much more than a lackey he could drink ! And thus we read the Gods would, now and then, Their nectar condescend to quaff with men ; And laugh — as wine, its potent force revealing. Would set poor mortals, Bacchi pleniy reeling. With port majestic, and obsequious bow, A laced attendant claimed attention now ; One who had witnessed many a lenee day — A sort of second Nestor in his way : Looking, as though a most important man He deem’d himself, he thus at length began:— Fellow domestics of the best of P s — As this familiarity evinces — Look round the world, and tell me where you’ll find Another Master, with so great a mind ! For modern Sovereigns— like a raree-show— Are seldom viewed by vulgar eyes, we know ; But kept locked up for certain state occasions — Scarcely approached, e’en by their own relations; Until their subjects think it a great thing To have it once to say, ^they'd seen the KingV” 6 Applause succeeded — as he bow essayed To gain the anchorage from which he weighed ; But lo ! a ropper-scopring wench, who saw His body following the recumbent law, With dextrous hand, his faithless seat removed When Newton’s views of gravity he proved ! Shout followed shout— -and laughter long betrayed The too successful effort of the maid 1 — E’en R — 1 — y regarded it, 'tis said, By gentle inclinations of tlie head ; Which made some whisper that the Pr ly nod Was rather due to Sleep’s, than Laughter’s God ! — But little boots it, whether Morpheus shared, Or Momus most, the moment’ry regard. Vociferating, now, the motley throng Demand, to enhance festivity, a song: But say — where is “the mighty master” flown? His chair is vacant at the board alone ! Prythee, my muse, restrain thy further flight— And charitably bid to R — 1 — y good night.* * The best writers are puzzled, at limes, to know how Hiiaily to dispose of a principal character when they bare made him “ play his part and Peter, in the present instance, was, more than once, inclined to say, “Me deoil take miney — He however flatters him- self that he has, at last, hit upon a plan far superior to Pujf 's in the Critic, who makes a number of characters exeunt praying ; for here it is most delightfully left to the reader's ^^sympathetic ima^ ginationy His Hero is neither said to have fallen drunk under the table ; nor to have taken a candle and walked soberly to bed;— either of which would have been beneath the dignity of the Heroic stanza. Besides, it has been very wis- ly remarked, that it is the province of History, alone, to record the actions of P s He is therefore quite satisfied in sketching the outlines of the picture, willingly leaving it to posterity to All up the details. r’k 8 .; b-^riSWf/ ad d,htv -isii-t. r:-,.K ndi oT -•'■/■•n-f^^afl-, ';7!fti^oii<.-t /f.«d wH — : bavmnat Jh ,. ^‘wfrfiisJ.^rf^h.eftri *.,,o',iw!. tfi:’:' ! bavtnq ad » . .i! .. ‘^9Ve-il'id fntof latdaB-' har.r-^utitifi ba'»,4;L'-'l lo-a -: — ' f>Mu>! a*}4 l »nile W8i?a'-jaP ,i.>i -.. 'l' * r,i i • boa iMt '!• *f^itfv.' M.f! ^#;fn ♦1‘iifiV ? 3 I'iTi ! ,>(4^ .:C li ’ I'! .I'tliiif'’ /V**; .. fe :-i;C ■' aiffbl! ■ 7 1 3?: f'M/— fvT :^;r> • Yf/^- vr ?iy,^ ^ rml Wufii’W 5-,f?TV7 < Xni4.' 'A’ J.,.-iorf-.» ,i fo ;:'riU, .i, , -is^r^ ^1 -iBbnu ofr r .■ .L;^.. 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With naught to guard them hut the law's protection, Pat must have been of difiTrent dough then kneaded** For now no fear of God or man's correction Can stop the amorous race from stealing pleasure. Though petticoats conceal the maiden treasure. However this might be, soon Brian's order Gave place to war, and that about a trifle ; For Leinster's king, hot-headed Maolmorda, Unused, it seems, at aught his rage to stifle, Call'd Boiromhe out, and met on CloirarfiTs border. Combat to wage, deciding which should rifle The other’s realm— where, for a paltry button, Kings and their subjects lay like shambled mutton,* If, Men, the Patlanders were so pugnacious As to engage in such domestic slaughter, And to their chiefs were true, and so sequacious Before Dermod’s attack on some man's daughter. Who happen’d to be queen — (so 'twas audacious) But to his own from Breifiiy's bed he brought her; Which put the land in trouble and commotion. And caused more change than many had a notion. Though great mutations, since the days of Adam, Have oft occurred on this terraqueous planet. Entirely through the love of man for madam. Who likes to light his fire, and (lit) to fan it— For, spite the laWy men do as natu e bad 'em. Like Paris, who took little time to scan it. As off he went to Troy, by Homer's telling To have crim-con. with that fair frail one, Helen. • Brian sent to Maolmorda for timber to bjiild a navy, which the king ordered to be cut down in some of the forests of I einster, and so heartily did he enter into the views of Brian, that he asM^ted in the manual operation of felling a tree, in which acts he lost a but. ton from off his vest This loss (for 'hen button. makers were scarce) so exasperated the monarch, that Hrian, the indirect cause of the disaster, sent a special embassy to condole with Maolmorda on his bereavement, but the hoUheaded Irishman killed Brian's ambas. sador, which caused the battle of Clontarff, where both kings were slain. / O' m 1^' 8 xx4jJ io as^l uv- d J^yioi aoiiya'ifoo e^iBni 'jo boO if* iftol oa woa loTL ^oinaisolq ^nifeoJe ^ffOiQwn oiU q.<>i& «iiD. .y'xygjmi aobiaoi t*d1 ^'^bio. e’nAii^ fiopa Jrfslai aidt lyToy/oH ;of\h1 n iiifHiM in dr hire or srjalq orstO " fgh-jofiiHisI/. b"ibijytf*lod d - J i>J eid tdga;^i0 li J ^ ^laLiod VB*f« ao ?f»m ‘ ofih birr^'^p, fbt/fw ^'jf}>f‘j'*b \ttottod yir[/>q n tol^ * — -• " • 'r ' P.f1*ihtijHf^U^ 0.3 Hi i ^ •' Ijt;*I m::- *.. fiy r%^id^t'fiP r;;/:'^ t:r r “H br^f o* b 'A '.' rm ist* /i:> K AT ^yiAr.iH (aswunh oa; — sd tjj n A yqjiu/l adW- :jdd Jd^iioid arf b'id' ft'v irwfr ^ld oSiin^' ;^ f irotlo'rjzrm ittrfi JlDljOi: £ I . T. YHiim h- :r^Tbi I, , <> ’->[ »fi1ifrfr ; ' V ^fimllitiy^ •io’^v -'Cftyf VkOV!.>J. * — 4i ux3 tti.-rlSiiJ o: , ^ma' bnrf 9 if j/m ea / -’• vIcrM .uproH »di ifeyfffW f:» fi f>?nijl.Qf ‘idtftixil lo'i fcnje, •": ^ ^ ^ Xfi ,ac«£{-'^ ^>4^ dii^ti^ 02 -tjjiir tfii skits oi h r. ai9f«a^‘)jfii.K,noJHjd aUf!0^ IwkLbut .imba Igdi * ■ - •^a^ij.cyiutf^iiail^ 09^^ 91 ca ; Vad ^ ^-7- SS£:Ov-_ 9 So Dermod thought no more, when with the lady Of Tighernan O’Rourke he gaily started ; Hoping, in his own kingdom, passion’s hey-dey To feed, and fully glut it, ere they parted: But found, alas ! that soon the fatal pay-day Came round — for, pleasure fled, with pain he smarted; And, after all, though woman^s charms are pleasing, To lose a crown for them is rather teazing. Dermod from his by Breflfny’s king was driven, For he (as most bulls are) when horned, was furious At having from his arms his sposa riven ; And this it was that led — the fact is curious, Matilda’s son (who had with Stephen striven For England’s throne), and two of Harry’s spurious Offspring, to found by force, through Dermod’s trouble,* The claim that kicked up such a hubble-bubble. —When first a land, however rude in culture. Is pounced upon by some intrusive stranger. Who holds between his talons, like a vulture, (And men in arms have claws as full of danger) His vanquish’d prey, exacting death or mulcture, Or turning into serfs the free-born ranger. No wonder, e’en though wealth, and art, and science. Are in his train, that he should meet defiance. Not that I wish to prove a great disparity, ’Tween Albion’s sons, and their Milesian brothers. When Adrian’s Bull (commending peace and charity To his beloved sons, and to all others Who then were sunk in such a gross barbarity As not to know the church — the best of mothers) Was sent from Rome to England’s King, with letter. Commanding him to make the Irish better.t * Henry II., and Fitz-Gerald, and Fitz-Stephen, (the issue of an amour of Henry the First, with a Princess of South Wales), with Strongbow, Earl of Pembroke, went to reinstate Dermod or Der. mot Mac Monagh, on the throne of l.einster. Adrian's Bull commanded the Irish to submit themtelres to Henry, which Bull was conBrmed by Pope Alexander. > 10 In fact, they took the lead in love Catholical ; And earlier, by St. Patrick, were converted To the true faith, by knowledge apostolical. Than were the Britons, who, by Rome deserted. Return'd to that religion diabolical, Which taught that Heaven's wrath might be averted By misletoe, or human immolation — Made oaks their gods, and preach'd up transmigration.* * Though, some have said, the Britons had a trial Made of their faith, in early Christian ages. By him, who, at the feet of Gamaliel, t Was taught the lore of Jews and heathen sages \ And that (the fact, some say, 's beyond denial) He travelled into H^ales by easy stages ; For on a stone is cut — to all the naughty — The good St. Paul preached here in eight and forty. Though in those days, when Claudius and Vespasian Tried hard against Caractacus to jostle. The Britons could have had but small occasion To hear the words of this most learned Apostle : And, that he ever made the invocation. As is related on the ancient fossil. Is doubted now, and as not worth one farthing— The tale's received, that Paul preached in Carmarthen. J * In A.D. 447, the Romans withdrew from Britain, and with them ** all the arts that aggrandize the mind of man,** and the Bri- tons returned to the Druidical worship. *f* Brought up at the feet of Gamaliel and taught according to the perfect law of the fathers. — (Acts xxii. 3.) The rhyme adopted is after a vicious pronunciation, but who knows how the Hebrews pro- nounced Gamaliel. The Greeks accented the penultimate, or pro- perly the last syllable, us in Abdiel, and so must Gamaliel in this instance rhyme to trial. J The stone, here spoken of, was dug out of the earth in Car- marthenshire, but its antiquity is disputed. That St. Paul ever was in Britain, is also doubted, though the metropolitan church is dedi- cated to him 5 and the sword in the City Arms is thought to be in commemoration of his martyrdom under Nero, by the sword. This addition to the arms of London is vulgarly attributed to a Lord Mayor*s killing Watt Tyler, which history records to have been done with the mace, instead of the sword. jfcllilll or 5 ovo/ nr hii'rjf OiJtT j^.ooJ ^#ob1 yd ’dJinr o-nt -d’ o'V ^Jbt)iXi»89b s»x4)>i^ ,^i!-;!na' 9H» ori7' fiHifT' .{fi'jilodulb fufiv or f/ntr* ' r £9^)ldYjy i;d iduint djiiT// i t nl^h f — uoil«brrjfaff qn b'ff ^irjq ihn r .^§§1 iiii^ *i faiiii ^j|Dlhfis^sd3 rfdm iry^l ii/jrtgi ifiD /iTE3 a^:,4iuil it^Mdjfc’^:9}ii; ti tjiftHaiGfr' r. utft 3d J ^atf^Ba md.’.y^n bm: ^:i>;' i’.’Ji. f,'' ^ a£da0:jo 1^419 4^? hpd : efrisirjfX v7:^.fliHftii!mfd ^'rt .-’/■ \ij9^ > r 7m - ktitf jsU) a” - iXlO cl. lo tiw liub cJi^^.iSe tmya- luJ -fHi^ ■ fifi/lr^.^^jl0iyi’ /wrfiilnjs ;47* ' -Ui||^i|r.’^^i/4^ aaii^ ' “ ' Sj ogad ^pai r.iii>UjEi^ r-i:-^S:S|_ !^- *r ^-*V.- - 11 However this may be, the great commotion KickM up by Piets upon the British borders, Destroy'd, ’tis said, the germs of true devotion; For, as we're told by all the old recorders, The Saxon race, who o'er the German Ocean, At Vortigern's request, to quell disorders, Came to our isle, the rights of soil adjusting, Were Pagans, 'til baptized by Saint Augustine. But though the Irish claim to have been thus holy, While England all religious aid rejected ; Yet, when the Danes appeared, their minds were wholly (Like Albion's sons, when Rome their cause neglected) Denuded of religion — ay, and solely Unto the Danish heathen faith directed ; And so they were, — when Strongbow made his entry, Unmindful of their souls, in the twelfth century.* But who can doubt? — the thing is quite notorious ; An Irish lad is never half so happy As when, for love or coin, he has a glorious Battle, dispute, or set-to on the tapis^ And can, with stout shillelagh, march uproarious, Then friends or foes, no matter, to a pap, he Their noddles beats without discrimination. And so winds up an Irish epaulation. The gods and goddesses, 'tis said, once loaded With choicest gifts of heaven the nymph Pandora. Some bliss ; but others many a mischief boded To earth, and him, to whom as her adorer She was sent down by Jupiter, who so did, When lesser gods had done their best to store her. The casket pack, and good and bad so mingle. That man grew tired, and wish'd that he were single. * Patrick’s mission, in the 5th century, was most successful, and he introduced all the knowledge of that period into his conn- try. An historian says, when the Danes first landed, the Irish were famous for learning, but having sustained a terrible defeat about A.D. 815, from the Norwegian and Danish forces, led on by Tru- gesius, all erudition was soon destroyed, and the natives relapsed into their original ignorance and barbarity. There have been some — (but then its all a fable) Who've said that Neptune, Mars, and he that made her, Dined, in their turn, at sly Pandora’s table ; Then, that Apollo private visits paid her, And all the gods, as fast as they were able Came down to earth, with their advice, to aid her, And that from such promiscuous embraces The world was peopled with its different races. If this were true, the doubt would soon he ended : The sister isle, has had like visitations From different tribes — some so their course had wended. And ere they reached the end of their migrations. Had, with the produce of each god so blended. That, of their passions, they formed aggregations ;* Therefore her sons may well be hot and burly. Keen, subtle, free, kind, arrogant, and surly. ^ The Milesians are said to have descended from the Gadelians, a yagfrant Egyptian race contemporary with Moses, and their mi- grations through all the Europeans nations are traced. The Piets and Danes, since their settlement with Scotch, Welsh, and English, have all had a hand in peopling Ireland.