Many tricks I confefs,

With Refolve and Addrefs;

As you told me, 'tis true, I have play'd 'em, have play'd em;
Nor ought will content,

If that Pitt don't prevent,

Many dances I mean yet to lead 'em, to lead 'em :
Majorities then,

And minorities, when

They answer my purpose, God fave 'em, God fave 'em.
If for Charters they stand,

As the laft chofen band,

With the devil I'm fure for to leave 'em, to leave 'em.

But Paddy, my dear,

'Cause now in the rear,

A place you think ne'er I fhall get in, fhall get in;
Were you not such a lot,

You'd foon fee the plot,

The secret I find, you're not yet in, not yet in:
Of North I'm the paw,

And I'll fight with my jaw,"

'Till the old houfe I bring down upon 'em, upon 'em; A place when I gain,

Then I bellow a "main,"

To the devil the people I bob 'em, I bob 'em.

To Mr. F

HONEST Charles, O thou pride, thou delight of my foul!

Take advice from a friend and a brother;

All advantages loft, by bad tricks, at one poll,
May be gain'd, by good flicks, at another.

SAY, Duchefs, lovelieft woman, fay,
Where is your prudence flown?
Admitting Fox fhould win the day,
His confequence will hardly pay,
For having loft your own.

BELZEBUB.

The

Tthe Worthy and Independent ELECTORS of WESTMINSTER, who have the honou of being employed by a certain great Prince.

SINCE's great Prince
Condefcends to evince

His concern in your future election,
How happy each cobler,

Butcher, fmith, and pot-wobler,

Who shall merit his Royal protection!

For God's fake confider

The rank of the bidder,

Who offers fo much for your plumpers:
What's the nation or Pitt,

To th· Pe and Tom Tit!

D- fuch ftuff-aud to Fox fill your bumpers.
He fwears he'll support,

Spite of people and court,

His friend Charles on the trying occafion;
So remember to vote

As his H-fs has wrote,

Or by George you'll be fent to d--tion.

The ftorm how it gathers-
No Fox and no feathers,

Cries the P-e in a paffion to Weltjie;
But if you'll be geefe,

You may keep three a-piece;

Sure fuch condefcenfion muft melt ye.

A late EPIGRAM. Epigrammatized by CARLO KHAN's old Friend, PADDY

QUÍNLAN.

WHEN Paddy heard, that Devon's beauteous fair

An active part in Reynard's canvass took,

By Ja-s fwore! that Quinlan would beware.
The tweet effects of an enchanting look..

Courage, Great Carla!-ince the Paphian Queen

Your caufe fupports,-nay, toafts you in a bumper:
Success must follow!-not one with whom the's been
Refus'd his vote: all figh'd to give!—a PLUMPER.

PADDY QUINLAN to the ELECTORS of WESTMINSTER,

YOUR great" Indian Chief," Khan Charle is come,

Your voices to get! poh! 'tis all a mere hum,

A leat, if you'll give him, he'll promite and fwear,

He'll break all your

Charters as foon as he dare.

Derry down, down, down, derry down.

On fuch terms as thefe, fure! he'll meet with fuccefs;
And fair his pretenfions are, all must confefs?
For breaking of Charters, and humbling of Kings,
Elect him! oh, hone! and he'll do greater things.

Derry down, &c.

Here was poor "little Guy," whom you well yet remember,
Not of Warwick the fan'd! no, 'twas Guy of November,
Who made fuch a noife! with his "gunpowder" plan,
He was nothing at all! if compared with our Khan.

Derry down, &c.

ANE
NEW SON G.

Tune-As you mean to fet fail, &c.

YE freemen who fail for dear liberty's ifle,
As the fea fhall run finooth, and the skies on you smile;
As you hope that your voyage propitious may prove,
Let the child of your choice be the man of your love.
As you hope, &c.

As you held up your hands and declar'd for a name,
Let your fuffrages crown whom you flatter'd with fame;
Of the magic of calumny keep yourselves clear,
And the quickfands of bribery never come near.

Of the magic, &c.

As electors who ftudy your rights to fecure,
That the man whom you truft be no pirate be sure;
At his own or his mutinous myrmidons call,
Who will facrifice cargo, and owners and all.

At his own, &c.

Then, freemen, in time to your pilot attend,
If you laugh at him now you fhall weep in the end;
If you blindly determine the rudder to Fox,
'Tis a hundred to one that you split among rocks.
you blindly determine, &c.

If

THE

COALITION BALLAD.

As fung at the SHAKESPEARE.

COME liften awhile, and I'll give you a fong,
With a great deal of truth, and not very long;
'Tis of North, Burke, and Fox, to give you the worst,
Either one or the other faith may be firft.

Derry down, down, down, derry down.

Lord

Lord North, for twelve years, with his war and contracts,
The people he nearly had laid on their backs;
Yet itoutly he fwore, he fure was a villain,
If e'er he had better'd his fortune a fhilling.

Derry down, &c,