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Then on my troubled senses, keen reproach
Of multitudes deceived, resounded ; dreadful thought,
Then did I wish that I had ne'er advanced
Or sought to be elected; for I tell with pain
My reputation, blown up to a bubble,
Soon, soon would burst; and the foul breath that raised it
To th' yelling mob from whence it rose, return.
Then did Iish I were a private man,
And that my fame was still unblemished.
Oft would I strive to conquer rising shame
To seek the calm retreat that virtue owns,
There to drink deep of Lethe's streams—and try
Thus to forget that I had raised a flame
In Devon, which may prove my future ruin.
Still would the envious and tumultuous train
Tax me with falsehood; and with loud upbraidings
Howl in mine ears and harrow up my soul.
Next dreamt I of my paltry triumph.
Then came two noble honored men
Friends of their country and their king. Alas!
All have I ingloriously dishonored.
Then gathered just upon my view
All that same band of shameless banditti
Who graced my chairing.--How that day
Made my proud heart in palpitation sink, .
When to my great astonishment I saw
The windows closed, and marks of funeral pompe
Display'd t'abase me- 'stead of county joy
When a new member, high in lofty stale,
Rides through the county town triumphant.
Mine was no triumph, Pop:-for well thou knowest
That I sat trembling in the amphibious car
Which bore me, headed by a lawless mob,
• Through Exon's lofty streets, where banners black
And bells deep tolling, on my wearied ear
Harsh sounding as I passed along,
Taught me to feel the citizens' contempt.
Alas! my gracious Lord, all these sad truths
Bode not of good. Mine the exalted task,
Henceforth to prop your Lordship’s waning fame.
. I at the different outposts will commission
Persons to whosė known latitude of speech
With safety I can place reliance. These
Shall against another time take care
The public mind to lull into security
With falsehoods gross, as those which yesterday,
Brought us away triumphant. You, my Lord,
Regardless of virtue's call, or honor's tie,
Seek quickly to ensure a safe return,
Or for yourself or some known partizan
Who to our cause is friendly. Let him be
A Fortescue, or Russell, sear not us,
Who stick at nought (whether our oath at stake
Or the great public good) our ends to gain.
Aye, Pop, full well I know thy eager zeal,
And that it oft hath prompted thee to act
Much 'gainst thy conscience if thou’rt possessed
Of any such great monitor. But, Pop,
Greatly in - fiz," and in corruption too
Thy representative resemblest thou,
Thou, when thy oratory grew tow'rd end
Oft has bid those who did their country love,
Cry, “ God save Ebrington” No king"_" No clergy."
And when good Acland and his worthy colleague
Came on the hustings to address their friends,
Thou and my other noted limb o'th' law ,
With groans and hisses oft assailed them,
Made the mob yell, until their open mouths
Were fit to take my largest promised loaf
Into their throats capacious ; thou, my Pop,
Thou and thy friends have oft assisted me.
Meanwhile attendant on the mob's high will,
I (with a spaniel puppy at my heels,
With a starched collar, of the Regent's breed)
Held up my finger reprehending them,
Still being certain, that at Acland's voice,
They would again commence their hellish yell.
These are the methods which 'gainst honor's laws
I and my democratic friends pursued
To daunt the virtuous and honor'd men Who were to me opposed.
Good, my Lord,
Nothing but falsehood,
E n , and trauit
Could n this cause have proved successful.
These we'll pursue ; and of the vantage gained
Take good occasion ;-but observe, my Lord,
The coach now waits to take your Lordship hence,
s is in the box, the roof bestrewed
With flowery w reaths, surmounted with a crown;
All now attendant wait; the moment seize
T' escape the vigilance of the mob incensed.
Well said, my friendly Pop, haste to the door,
And bid my foxy friend repair with haste
Down through the Fore-street, North-street-hill,
And at the wew-made private city road
There to remain for me. Meanwhile I
Round through the Northernhay will quickly bult,
And leave the astonished crew in wonder lost..
Those, when I'm gone, can do nor good nor harm,
And 'mongst themselves will fight; to us
Now be the pleasures of reflection. }
Reflections such as ours must be, my Lord,
Cannot bring pleasure to our wearied minds;
But we have gained our cause-repentance now
Comes late-Dor shall it ever enter here.
Farewell – Misrepresentative-Farewell. (Exit Lord E.
Soliloquy of Pop---the orelers executed -coach gone off-
favors torn up-laurols trodden under foot himself afraid
to shew his nose,
And now his Lordship's gone, I'll view my gains,
Though pledged to take my labour for my pains.
I've beeced him--fooled him-so I will again-
For they are nought, unless my merry brain
Be with their nonsense mixed, to scrape
A squib or two, to amuse each wond'ring apes,
My gains must be enormous, for 1. hold
A pound for every vote in safety polled,
And to be paid, which I must next consider,
At the great sale: I'll be the highest bidder.
Then shall I have his Lordship safe in hånd,
As I well know he'll soon come to a stánd.
For late from Italy relurned, the debt redeemed
Which plunged his family in grief, but seemed
To buy Devonia's sense-to gild the pill
Which threatened fortune, name, and Castle Hille
Thus some grow great from their revenue spento.
And fly from bailiffs into parliament.
The New Rolliad; or, Devonshire Elections
A Pamphlet, bearing the above title, was publishsd in London ; from which we shall make some extracts, for the amusement of our readers-Immediately after the prefatory remarks, follows
this An Extract from Sir G-ė (-1-s Lög Rook
June 25, 10 a. m. A strange sail in sight: sent Mr. Constable to a boat to examine her: proved to be the Independence, of Teignmouth, Captain Ebrington, laden with wigs and plumpers. Had her searched for slaves: not one aboard. When we left her she hoisted enemy's colors : we gave chase.
June 26, 5 p. m. Spoke the People, Captain Right: found she had lost her rudder, and was quite unmanageable: would neither tack nor veer. Our ship rolled d-mn--bly.
June 27, Made all sailin chase of the Ebrington ; but she being to windward we could not come up to her. The Acland fell as fern.
Jupe 29. Little wind: set the royals. Our royals from the dock-yard at Plymouth : the canvas weak, and soon worn out.
June 30. Parted company with the Acland : à plow sailer, but huilt of good oak.
July 1. Nearly calm. The Acland was run down by the Ebrington, and boarded : much firing from the Acland. Half-past 5, p. m. Saw her haul down per colors: the Ebrington took possession of the hulk, and sent the crew ashore at New Pier. Thick, hazy weather: saw the Ebrington come to an anchor in Parliamont Bay: made sail after her, though a long way astern; ship struck on the Treasury Bank, going in.