· Thou’dst envy not our commerce vast,
In human annals pe'er surpas'd,
Deem colonies no more than chips :
Thou'dst only envy us our ships.
20. Rejoice, for now thy name shall shine, Soft NAIAD of the S- ne, While meaner streams neglected lie, And weeping Thames his urn shall dry.
No more, upon thy verdant banks,
Shall wanton urchins' early pranks
Offend thee, e'er Sol's ruddy beam
Has shone upon thy silent stream ;
22. No more shall they with bottoms bare, Unto thy chaste cold arms repair; Nor smirch'd mechanic uare to lave His carcase in thy limpid wave. .
No; guarded by thy bum-proof Aeet,
The bold invaders thou can'st meet,
And pour on each intrusiye tail
A broadside volley, thick as hail.
Yes; thou sụperior now shalt shine, While Ocean weeps in tears of brine; And crowds shall throng each grassy si To view the honours of thy tide!
25.
There lords and ladies ev'ry Sunday
And coblers eke upon Saint Monday,
Shall gazing own, with crests elate,
Our country's naval triumph great...
26.
No foot unhallow'd, Kens-
Thy gardens shall intrude upon;
Nor to thy stately palace near,
Come sounds unfit for
r ear.
No more, when leaves Autumnal fall,
Shall schoolboys dare ascend thy wall,
To strip thy trees with busy toil,
And bear away the chestnut-spoil.
28. Then Johnny sigh'd and shook his head ; And, in his gravest manner, said, “ Is all this naval preparation " For little Boys' intimidation?
“ Must cannon in our ears be pealing '. « Lest urchins come a chestnut stealing? “ And Navies skim the narrow tide : “ Lest there some blacksmith wash his hide?
“ O! useless gew-gaw! empty bubble! “ Waste of hands and waste of trouble ! “ 0, waste of time! (cried John still louder) “ Waste of timber! waste of powder!
" I swear :"--Bé still good John and listen,
I see thine eyes with anger glisten;
I find thee still a headstrong elf,
Resolv'd on thinking for thyself.
32.
Thy cudgel-reason) ever wielding
Wilt never learn more courtly yielding?
Nor thus oppose thy solid schemes
Tor fancies, P ly dreams ?
33.
Would thy investigating eye,
Into a pal-e secrets pry
And know what private reasons lurk,
For this stupendous public work? -
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Still with thy plain, blunt yes or no,
In one dull path thou'dst plodding go ;
No double purpose fills thy head,
By thee no more is meant than said.
Faith John, thou yet hast much to learn,
To understand each mazy turn,
Within the politicians' brain :
But, come, this matter I'll explain.
36.
You know we have within our city,
Councils (true, not over witty,)
Grave assemblies of debate,
Who meddle with affairs of state.
Each great political event,
Will this officious parliament,
Canvass, nay, censure too, (od rot'em,)
And sift state matters to the bottom.
They speeches make and their crude notions
Hammer into shape of motions,
And take addresses (saucy things)
Unto the very ears of K- gs,
39. They minister's attack at pleasure, Find fault with many a public measure, Call Com - nH-lls and make a stir there; But that's not all, they go still further :
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