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Whom with a Wig so wild, and Mien so maz'd,
Pity mistakes for some poor Tradesman craz'd.
Had H—wl—y's fortune lain in Hops and Hogs,
Scarce H—wl—y's self had sent it to the dogs.
His Grace will game: to White's a Bull be led,
With spurning heels and with a butting head;
To White's be carry'd, as to ancient Games,
Fair Coursers, Vases, and alluring Dames.
Shall then Uxorio, if the stakes he sweep,
Bear home six Whores, and make his Lady weep?
Or soft Adonis, so perfum'd and fine,
Drive to St. James's a whole herd of Swine?
Oh filthy Check on all industrious skill,
To spoil the Nation's last great Trade, Quadrille!
Pity mistakes for some poor Tradesman craz'd.
Had H—wl—y's fortune lain in Hops and Hogs,
Scarce H—wl—y's self had sent it to the dogs.
His Grace will game: to White's a Bull be led,
With spurning heels and with a butting head;
To White's be carry'd, as to ancient Games,
Fair Coursers, Vases, and alluring Dames.
Shall then Uxorio, if the stakes he sweep,
Bear home six Whores, and make his Lady weep?
Or soft Adonis, so perfum'd and fine,
Drive to St. James's a whole herd of Swine?
Oh filthy Check on all industrious skill,
To spoil the Nation's last great Trade, Quadrille!
Once, we confess, beneath the Patriot's cloak,[1]
From the crack'd bagg the dropping Guinea spoke,
And gingling down the back-stairs, told the Crew,
"Old Cato is as great a Rogue as you."
Blest Paper-credit! that advanc'd so high,
Shall lend Corruption lighter wings to fly!
From the crack'd bagg the dropping Guinea spoke,
And gingling down the back-stairs, told the Crew,
"Old Cato is as great a Rogue as you."
Blest Paper-credit! that advanc'd so high,
Shall lend Corruption lighter wings to fly!
- ↑ Beneath the Patriot's Cloak.] This is a true Story, which happen'd in the Reign of King William, to an eminent unsuspected old Patriot; who coming out at the Back-door from having been closeted by the King, where he had received a large Bag of Guineas, the Bursting of the Bag discover'd his Business there.
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