And WATKIN you know, though an excellent crea ture, Is amply endow'd with the family feature. These benches have long been the station of those order . My former exertions on questions of order, But enough of these places; I'm anxious for those And our other great orator, sage PHILLIMORE, You Peers may do something, when once you begin; CHARLES WYNN. HINTS TO THE RIGHT HON. April 3, 1813. "Visions of glory, spare my aching sight: WHEN of ruptures you speak, And infirmities seek, To give a new zest to your diction; With disease and decay, And merriment wring from affliction What topics for wit Might your eloquence hit In lively lampoon of each neighbour, While you feelingly paint, Without blush or restraint, Each curse under which they may labour ! Thus you might in debate From a PERCEVAL's fate Extract entertainment and mirth; While you kept to yourself, (Like your Portugal pelf,) From that fearful affray With the fierce CASTLEREAGH, And the Doctor with syringe and plasters? You might press pretty hard Ere consign'd to the shelf, * A local reference to the Right Hon. Gentleman's wound. † Roncesvalles, a Poem by the above hobbling Bard, who is a Joint martyr to the muse and gout. And why not have at That huge chaos of fat That rolls over Royalty's shoulders, From the neck to the knees, To the common surprise of beholders? Why bury the truth, Nor depicture his youth, The object of love's admiration; Disgorging his gains, (What a fool for his pains!) Next CAMDEN his Tellership offers: How easy for you In a laughable view To place the new weight of his coffers! O'er your tool, STURGES BOURNE, His late disappointed ambition; His sighs for the Chair, His looks of despair, His vanity's painful condition! Your remarks might be led To the weight of his head, Though deem'd, and with justice, most solid: Of a person so thick Of a Speaker so squat and so squalid. You might say that his mouth, To gobble down Pensions, Would on Places and Sinecures feast. You might whisper him too, That for "Sarum the New" He should substitute "Sarum the Old * ;” The last he would find Just the thing to his mind A thing, like himself, to be sold. The Right Honourable Gentleman's wish is to represent the City of Salisbury. |