821 L42s SAUfS FOR A R--L DUKE! OR, Doleful Lamentations OF A HOPEFUL CHICK ANB HIS GERMAN HEN, FOR THE LOSS OF £6,000 a Year !! % $oem, Br PETER PINDAR, Esq. Author of the R - t’s Fleet , R——l Runaway , Eldest Chick of the R——l Brood, $c. <£c. ** O, fell MAJORITY OF ONE, " By which my hopes are all undone “ Was ever thus a R——1 Duke ** Disgrac’d, abandon’d, and forsook ? u Is there some secret dark offence, “ That makes you deaf to my pretence,—^ “ Some deed , involv’d in shades of night, u That has not yet been brought to light ? ** At least unto the world, ’tis clear, ** Your votes must make it so appear. 41 ’Tis cruel usage, on my life, “ Deny me cash ! abuse my wife ! “ What must 1 say, I’d gladly know, “ When back to Germany I go, “ And to ray spouse the tale relate? ** I fear she’ll break my R-1 pate.” LONDON: Published by JOHN FAIRBURN, 2, Broadway, Ludgate-IIilf, Price One Shilling and Sixpence. Printed by W Merchant, lngram-Court, Femnurch-Street. t > 2-vV\ \j 0 SALMS FOR A R-L DUKE <$*c. <^c. 1. “ O! Blot on my illustrious name! “ Confusion! disappointment! shame! “ Was ever thus a r ■■■ — - 1 duke & “ Disgrac’d, abandon’d, and forsook ? 2 . U u 1 u kP Ye, orators of fam’d St. St—p—n, Who, like the Jacobinic leaven Of fallen France, could thus evince Plebeian hatred of a p——e, 3 . Could not the honour of our house, The feelings of my spotless spouse ? Could not (what Europe all admire) The wisdom of my r-1 sire? B 4 4 . “ Or fame of his most gen’rous Q-n, “ Have interpos’d, your rage, between? “ Could not my matchless r-1 brothers, “ Whose characters o’ertop all others, 5 . “ For ev’ry quality majestic, “ And ev’ry virtue, too, domestic?-— “ Could not, grave sirs, one thought of these, “ The rancour of your tongues appease ? 6 . “ What have I done? What is the fault “ Makes your munificence to halt, “ Which flow’d to r-1 wants so free, “ Which only stopp’d, alas! tome? 7 . “ Say, why, of all the r • ■ 1 brood, “ Your votes would me alone exclude “ From revelling in luscious pickings, “ So dear to hopeful pr — ■ ly chickens? 8 . “ When Fr—d—c brought his Prussian bride “ To England, and for wealth applied,. “ You freely gave him ample store, “ As much as he could wish or more ; 5 9 . ** And, when that marriage so auspicious, “ Which crown'd a nations hopes and wishes, “ Gave brother Ge—ge a nymph divine, “ Of Br—ns—k’s proud illustrious line, 10 . “ How nobly flow’d a nation’s bounty, “ By taxes squeez’d from ev’ry county !— “ His debts you then agreed to pay ; “ And, when some years had past away, 11 . “ With lib’ral hand your honours then “ Agreed to pay his debts again. “ But when become a mighty R-1, “ His H—gh—ss, like a lion sejant * 12 . “ Plac’d his broad seat on Br — -n’s throne, “ And in true pr-ly lustre shone, “ Your gen’rous spirit knew no bounds, u You gave an hundred thousand pounds, 13 . “ His r-1 pockets then to fill, “ Which he might lay out at his will; “ In odd-come-shorts, to suit his part, “ And fit him for a decent start. * A lion in a sitting posture,—a term in heraldry. 6 14 . “ How, with majestic pomp elate, “ He rolls in luxury and state! “ How civil, you no cost resist, “ Is plain-read but the Civil List ! 15 . “ What sums immense, we there may view, For china, glass, and or moulu ! “ Upholsterer and linen-draper, “ With forty thousands, swell the paper. 16 . “ Wardrobe expenses, too, appear:— “ In but three-quarters of a year, “ For velvet coats and satin breeches, “ To thousands, sev’nty-two, it reaches! 17 . 4 ‘ Why, thus with wealth, pray, sate and gorge, u The appetite of r-1 G-e, “ And leave poor me to starve, I swear, (i On twenty thousand pounds a year! 18 . “ I know that proof of state-infection, “ Employ’d by me at an election, “ Some time ago, your anger stirr’d, “ And charges ’gainst me were preferr’d. 7 19 . “ But surely, sirs, such pr—ly feats, “ Cannot be worse than selling seats , “ Which, in a minister of state , “ As no offence at all you rate. 20 . “ Complaints I know are fix’d on me, “ Of military tyranny - . “ Such (the result of spite and spleen) “ To entertain you cannot mean. 21 . “ My well-dress'd soldiers did you view, “ When quartered at my fav’rite Kew, “ In fanciful and motley mien ? “No harlequin was ever seen, 22 . “ I’ll swear, in gaudier hues array’d-^* “ The stripes upon their backs display’d, “ Made all the regiment own my taste, “ My pride to see my men well lacd . 23 . “ But say I’ve faults—to own the truth— “ Some faults of inexperienced youth, “ Are Ge—ge and Fr—d—c without blemish ? “ They never found you half so squeamish, s; 24 . “ Remember how brave F—d—c stood, “ When you his scenes of love review’d, “ His darling billet-doux inspected, “ His private actions too dissected ; 25 “ When all the nation made remark, “ Not F—d—c, but one General Clarke , “ A sort of English Duke of Felt her , “ The war department then did shelter. 26 . “ By you he then was finely roasted, “ And from his place by you was ousted “ Why now with envious design, “ Oppose his character to mine, 27 . “ To shew how much superior merit, “ Than me that hero doth inherit ? “ For shame on such unmanly work ! “ To go from Cumberland to York. 28 . “ ’Till Cumberland by your decree, “ At last is sent to Coventry ! “ There’s he who, gentlemen, you know “ The best example ought to shew, 9 29 . “ Is he quite free from imputation,— “ From worthy men’s disapprobation ? “ How do our misdemeanours strike? “ I have a wife you do not like ; 30 . “ While he, a far more favour’d elf, “ Has one he does not like himself. “ Is his crime worse who marries, pray. Than his who puts a wife away— 31 . “ Who leaves her slighted and neglected, “ In foreign land quite unprotected ? “ Then look to Will, who, passion-warm ’d, “ Some years ago a contract form’d, 32 . “ With one of calling, said to be “ Degrading unto royalty: “ How this may be I w’ont decide, “ But as she serv’d him for a bride, 33 . “ For years with constancy and truth, “ I needs must say, in very sooth, “ If he degraded was before, “He did degrade himself much more 10 34 . 44 When he dissolv’d the fond connection, “ And drew from her his high protection, “ Though he might wring her breast with pain, 44 And all for what ? For sordid gain ! 35 . “ Far more degraded I aver, 44 When other vows he did prefer. “ When before Long, on marriage bent, 44 Away to Wa—n—d House he went. 36 . “ To meet rejection and rebuff, “ And by a Pole be beaten off. 44 Since, sirs, my character’s as fair 44 As others, who your favours share, 37 . (“ As far as publicly you know,) “ To me why such displeasure shew: “ Is there some secret dark offence , 44 That makes you deaf to my pretence,— 38 . 44 Some deed, involved in shades of night, 4< That lias not yet been brought to light ?— “ At least unto the world, ’tis clear, 44 Your votes must make it so appear, 39 . “ Lo, brewers, patriots, and saints, “ Against me level their complaints! “ All following in censure’s course “ From T—rn—y to meek TV — Ib—f—e: 40 . “ Can’t they be still and say their prayers, “ And meddle not with my affairs ? “ Let them sing hymns, with pious qualms, “ But leave me to enjoy my Salms. 41 . “My R-1 eldest chick and brother “ Approves that match which they would smo- “ And who a better judge can be [ther; “ Of marriage happiness than he? 42 . “ See Barclay, Calvert, Whitbread, all “ My bleeding character enthrall! “ With might and main the work they’re brewing , “ By which they mean to work my ruin, 43 . “ Henceforth their bev’rage I forswear, “ Nor shall one drop of British beer, “ Unto my lips e’er find a passage, E’en to wash down a German sausage. C UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOI* LIBRARY 12 44 . “ O fell majority of one ! “ By which my hopes are all undone!— “ ’Tis cruel usage on my life, “ Deny me cash ! abuse my wife ! 45 . “ What must I say, I’d gladly know, “ When back to Germany I go “ And to my spouse the tale relate ? “ I fear she’ll break my R——1 pate ; 46 . “ Abuse the English with vexation, “ Say, “ Dey be fon tam shabby nation. “ She’ll flout me as a luckless varlet, “ And vent her spleen on good Q—n Ch— 47 . “ That Q-n whom England must revere, “ Who is to Englishmen most dear ; “ Whose wealth would dazzle all our eyes. “ Whose charities excite surprise. 48 . “ Must I hear her abused and rated, “ And by a German niece too baited ? “ Yes; I’ll be bound she has a tongue, “ For such an exercise well strung. tte. 13 49 . “ I know these tidings will produce “ A dreadful volley of abuse ; “ And snuf 'and diamonds, in a breath, “ Will gall nay ear like sounds of death.” 50 . Such accents did nay ears invade, As late in pensive mood I stray’d, One night St. J-’s P—1 —e near, And silent paus’d those sounds to hear:— 51 . Soon as had ceas’d this lamentation, I walk’d in silent rumination, Revolving what had just been said, Now smil’d, then sigh’d, and shook my head. 52 . A coffee-house, inviting stood, I enter’d it, in listless mood, Awhile to dissipate the vapours, To sip my tea, and skim the papers 53 . I turn’d to what’s grown stale of late, To Parliamentary debate, Where, though I own on some occasions, We meet with flow’ry declamations, 14 54 . Some speeches fraught with point and sense, Sound argument, and eloquence; They still to interest must fail, When known, they are of no avail; 55 . When known that there the veriest block, Whose skull doth reason’s power mock, Can all their logic overthrow. With but a simple yes or no. 56 . ’Tis not the minds conviction there, That pro or con bids men declare, It is a magic influence , The secret prop and sole defence 57 . Of ev’ry minister in power. Who rules—the monarch of an hour. Its power though on trifles shewn, A Corn-bill , Income-tax , or Loan. 58 . (Such objects are, we all must know. The notice of great men below;) But let some higher question start:— A Pr——e who from his wife doth pari, 15 59 . Who not contented to abuse her, Doth spurn, degrade her, and ill use her; Until the persecuted spouse Implores protection from the House, 00 . Why, then, the Talisman must fail. Nor can the minister prevail On all his mercenary band, Against her claim with him to stand. 61 . “ Great sir, you should not be denied,” Says good Sir Arthur Anyside, “ I’d freely vote with you I swear, “ But that is more sir than I dare • 62 . “ I own on brother, nephew, cousin, “ You places have bestow’d a dozen,— “ Account me not ungrateful pray; “ But think what would my lady say: 63 . “ Think what a terrible jobation, “ I’d meet, were I on this occasion, *' To vote against an injured wife! u O, Lord ! I dare not for my life! 16 64 . “ Or should some R-1 D—— e, whose fame “ Is but indiff'rent, make a claim, “ For added wealth of their supply, “ The mercenaries might fight shy, 65t “ With sir, we’re sorry to refuse, “ But we’ve a character to lose ; “ In company of ev’ry sort, “ We hear such sad and strange report, 66 . “ That did we yield to your advance, “ And give this P-e our countenance, “ The world would say, (censorious elves !) “ We little better were ourselves.” 67 . ’Tis hence, it sometimes will arise, That we may read with some surprise, That e’en the ministerial perch, May find its owner in the lurch : 68 . Th’affrighted Premier may send, To ev’ry corner for a friend, Scour hedges, ditches, fields, and briers, To bring the aid that he requires. 17 69 . The opposition still keep pace And make it but a doubtful race. Until at last, his hopes to check, They win—though but by haf a neck. 70 . Not from my story to digress, What words can my surprise express, While, in the journal, I was reading The climax of a strange proceeding; 71 . ► Which must excite an odd sensation In this inquiring thinking nation.— Thus stands the case :—a R-1 Duke Of late his native land forsook ; 72 . And slighting British fair at home. In foreign climes resolv’d to roam To seek a wife.—He did succeed, A lovely fair of German breed— 73 . Of Mecklenburgh’s illustrious house, Soon bless’d his arms a willing spouse; A tender dame of thirty-four— Two husbands had she wed before. 18 74 . Both youths of promise as I hear; But not long-liv'd it would appear ; One made his exit suddenly ; The other, all accounts agree, 75 . Almost as prematurely died, And left a lovely widow’d bride, Who still in wedlock’s course not stopping Like celebrated Meg of I Tapping* 76 . Without delay, or fuss, or pother, Resolv’d to venture on another, And Hymen, to her views propitious, With a third husband crown’d her wishes. 77 . Not very humbly did she look ; ’Twas C—b—1—d’s illustrious Duke ; A Colonel of Dragoons so bold. And Chancellor loo, she was told, 78 . Of Dublin's University : Nor were these titles all; for he Moreover was, we must remark, The Ranger too of IV - r Park ! * “ She married six husbands and buried 'em all.”—Dibdin^ 19 79 . He married her, to England came— But did not bring the wedded dame;— This seemeth odd, so very soon, When scarcely pass’d the honey moon, 80 . To take a journey which the fair Was, with her husband, not to share; Yet was it for the lady’s sake, He did the journey undertake. 81 . To England now, he bent his way, The R.-1 sought without delay, And to his R-1 brother cried— “ My dearest Ge—ge, I’ve ta’en a bride.” 82 . The R-1 heard, with listless mien, And lolling backward stroked his chin, At length ejaculating “ Wife!” “ Yes ; it is true upon my life.” 83 . Said C—b—1—d, “ was that not wise? Eh? “ Much good may’t do you with her I say. “ You have a wife! Oh Lord ! Oh ! Lord > “ My nerves all tremble at the word.” D 20 84 . “ Applied as to your oxvn wife brother; “ But not to that of any other; “ Apply it so the sound and tone “ Are altered and its harshness gone. 85 . “ But, to the point I want to carry, “ Since it has been my lot to marry, “ A wife must make expenses deeper— “ I want some money, G—rge to keep her 86 . ** For though a bride I did espouse “ Of our great Q-n’s illustrious house; “ The truth I must confess to you,- “ By G—d she has not got a sous. 87 . “ Then only to reflect! should I “ Be one day popp’d off* suddenly - “ The thing is possible ’tis plain— “ Such thing hapt once and may again. 88 . “ What then would be her friendless state, “ Chill poverty must be her fate ; “ The Com-s House will surely feel “ They'll not be deaf to such appeal.” 21 89 . “ Well, well,” said G—rge, “ without delay “ I’ll state the case to Cas —— gh; “ We’ll see what can be done for you; “ And yet I’m rather doubtful too. 90 . “ But we must prop our house’s fame, “ Nor let reproach e’er blot its name— “ We will not ask their approbation “ Of this same match, but the donation : 91 . “ For that, direct, at once, we’ll move. “ If they come down they must approve .” Decided thus, bold Cas-gh Soon tried his ministerial sway, 92 . Resolv’d to serve his R-1 master, But was dismay’d—O, sad disaster! By a majority so small. It scarcely left him hope at all. 93 . “ Alas !” he cried “ what’s to be done, “No choice is left me but to run, “ Or stay here and sustain defeat— “ No; that disgrace I cannot meet; &2 94 . “ I think I’d better make a start “ To catch that scoundrel* Bonaparte; “ And bring him, to subdue his rage, “ To England, in an iron cage.” 95 . Thus said ; his course he instant bent From England to the continent; Unheeding how the D—ke might fare, While he was breathing foreign air. 96 . The night arriv’d—the awful night, Which fairly was to bring to light. If ministerial influence No longer was a sure defence 97 . Against uncourtly opposition To any R-1 disposition. Behold the armies are array’d— Their strength on either side display’d! 98 . The battle rages fierce and high. Each fighting for majority; But, ah! how doubtful is the sequel, The numbers on both sides are equal. Sec the Times Newspaper for any day these three months past. 23 99 . Now swell’d to consequence so big. The little fellow in the wig* Alone can turn the battle’s tide, And by his vote the cause decide. 100 . When, lo ! appears a man of war., A bold intrepid British tar; Familiar with wars rude alarms. And long inured to deeds of arms. 101 . The Gallic foe had felt his might. His prowess high in naval fight; The British flag’s triumphant wave Had hail’d him a supporter brave; 102 . Yet England found for him a foe To work the hero’s overthrow . . The gerrimen of the Stock-Exchange. (In virtue’s bright transcendant range, 103 . Where could you find such worthy sirs. Such honourable characters ?) These men our captain did accuse, Good Lord ! of publishing false news. “ Vide Jack Fuller’s speech on a well known occasion. 24 104 . For what ? to influence the stocks, The crime our moral feeling shocks:— Soon in a war of bag and brief. Fell Britain’s gallant naval chief, 105 . Prostrate beneath the iron claw And unrelenting club of lazv ; Disgraces flow’d in quick succession. To punish his alleg’d transgression— 106 . Struck from the list in which his name Encircled stood with wreaths of fame; Ejected from the knightly train. His banner kickt out with disdain. 107 . His spurs cut of*, such their high will, And yet he prov’d a game cock still. Releas'd from durance, straight he went To claim his seat in Parliament. 108 . That seat which could not be refus’d. Where his first vote adroitly us’d Has sav'd the nation ’twould appear, At once six thousand pounds a year . Part of the ceremony of degrading a knight. 25 109 . The template exercise of power, Through life’s uncertain varying hour, Is wisest, there can be no doubt, For strangely things may turn about: 110 . Great folks ought to remark, and feel. The various freaks of fortune’s wheel. Which late have struck so forcibly ; They’re blind, indeed, who do not see, 111 . How he, to day, that’s lifted high. The next is cast down suddenly ; And he that lost, for aye we reckon. May soon start up at fortune’s beckon, 112 . And shine in renovated splendor, Of freedom’s cause a bold defender. Lo! Elba’s exile, from his rock To France, with an electric shock, 113 . Flies, Louis from his throne to hurl. And cause the government to twirl On a new axis, till again King Louis now resumes his reign. 26 114 . Though foreign bayonets , they say. Before him kindly clear the way. And matters to his wish arrange. Till time shall work another change. 115 . No less surprising to disclose. Another strange event, that shews How action and re-action form The bustle of life’s busy storm. 116 . The R-1 kick’d out Cochrane’s banner. And in a most ungracious manner; Then Cochrane in his turn—sad presage! At last kicks out the R-t’s message. THE END. W. March ant. Printer, Ingram-Court, London.