20.  “All that weathercock Pultney shall ask, we must grant, For to make him a great noble nothing, I want; And to cheat such a man, demands all my arts, For though he’s a fool, he’s a fool with great parts,

21.  “And as popular Clodius, the Pultney of Rome, >From a noble, for power did plebeian become, So this Clodius to be a Patrician shall choose, Till what one got by changing, the other shall lose.

22.  “Thus flatter’d and courted, and gaz’d at by all, Like Phaeton, rais’d for a day, he shall fall, Put the world in a flame, and show he did strive To get reins in his hand, though ’tis plain he can’t drive.

23.  “For your foreign affairs, howe’er they turn out, At least I’ll take care you shall make a great rout:  Then cock your great hat, strut, bounce, and look bluff, For though kick’d and cuffd here, you shall there kick and cuff.

24.  “That Walpole did nothing they all used to say, So I’ll do enough, but I’ll make the dogs pay; Great fleets I’ll provide, and great armies engage, Whate’er debts we make, or whate’er wars we wage.”

25.  With cordials like these the Monarch’s new guest Revived his sunk spirits and gladden’d his heart; Till in raptures he cried, " y dear Lord, you shall do Whatever you will, give me troops to review.

26.  “But oh! my dear England, since this is thy state, Who is there that loves thee but weeps at thy fate?  Since in changing thy masters, thou art just like old Rome, Whilst Faction, Oppression, and Slavery’s thy doom.

27.  “For though you have made that rogue Walpole retire, You’re out of the frying-pan into the fire!  But since to the Protestant line I’m a friend, I tremble to think where these changes may end!”

This has not been printed.  You see the burthen of all the songs Is the rogue Walpole, which he has observed himself, but I believe is content, as long as they pay off his arrears to those that began the tune.  Adieu!

(722) Admiral Matthews’s crew having disturbed some Roman Catholic ceremonies in a little island on the coast of Italy, hung a crucifix about a monkey’s neck.

(723) It was certainly written by Lord Hervey.

(724) Lady Yarmouth.

(725) Sir Charles Wager’s nephew, and Secretary to the Admiralty.

(726) Countess Dowager of Deloraine, governess to the young Princesses.

293 Letter 87 To Sir Horace Mann.  Houghton, Oct. 23, 1742.

At last I see an end of my pilgrimage; the day after tomorrow I am affirming it to you as earnestly as if’ you had been doubting of it like myself:  but both my brothers are here, and Sir Robert will let me go.  He must follow himself soon:  the Parliament meets the 16th of November, that the King may go abroad the first of March:  but if all threats prove true prophecies, he will scarce enter upon heroism so soon, for we are promised a winter just like the last-new Secret Committees to be tried for, and impeachments actually put into execution.  It is horrid to have a prospect of a session like the last.