SATIRICAL AND HUMOROUS POEMS

TO SIR HUDSON LOWE.

Effare causam nominis,

Utrumne mores hoc tui

Nomen dedere, an nomen hoc

Secuta morum regula.

AUSONIUS.

SIR Hudson Lowe, Sir Hudson Low,

(By name, and ah! by nature so)

As thou art fond of persecutions,
Perhaps thou'st read, or heard repeated,
How Captain Gulliver was treated,

When thrown among the Lilliputians.

They tied him down these little men did-
And having valiantly ascended

Upon the Mighty Man's protuberance,
They did so strut! - upon my soul,

It must have been extremely droll

To see their pigmy pride's exuberance!

And how the doughty mannikins

Amus'd themselves with sticking pins

And needles in the great man's breeches: And how some very little things,

That pass'd for Lords, on scaffoldings

Got up, and worried him with speeches.

Alas, alas! that it should happen

To mighty men to be caught napping!-
Though different, too, these persecutions;
For Gulliver, there, took the nap,
While, here, the Nap, oh sad mishap,
Is taken by the Lilliputians!

AMATORY COLLOQUY BETWEEN BANK AND

GOVERNMENT.

BANK.

Is all then forgotten? those amorous pranks
You and I, in our youth, my dear Government

play'd;

When you call'd me the fondest, the truest of Banks And enjoy'd the endearing advances I made!

When left to ourselves, unmolested and free,
To do all that a dashing young couple should do,
A law against paying was laid upon me,

But none against owing, dear helpmate, on you.

And is it then vanish'd? that "hour (as Othello

So happily calls it) of Love and Direction?"* And must we, like other fond doves, my dear fellow, Grow good in our old age, and cut the connexion?

GOVERNMENT.

Even so, my belov'd Mrs. Bank, it must be;
This paying in cash plays the devil with wooing;†
We've both had our swing, but I plainly foresee
There must soon be a stop to our bill-ing and
cooing.

Propagation in reason

a small child or two

Even Reverend Malthus himself is a friend to; The issue of some folks is mod'rate and fewBut ours, my dear corporate Bank, there's no end to!

So hard though it be on a pair, who've already Disposed of so many pounds, shillings, and pence; And, in spite of that pink of prosperity, Freddy, ‡ So lavish of cash and so sparing of sense

"An hour

Of love, of worldly matter and direction."

It appears, however, that Ovid was a friend to the resump

tion of payment in specie:

-"finem, specie cæleste resumtâ,

Luctibus imposuit, ventque salutifer urbi."

Honourable Frederick Robinson.

Met. 1. 15. v. 743.

The day is at hand, my Papyria* Venus,

When high as we once us'd to carry our ca

pers

Those soft billet-doux we're now passing between us, Will serve but to keep Mrs. Coutts in curl-papers:

And when if we still must continue our love,

(After all that has pass'd) — our amour, it is clear, Like that which Miss Danäe manag'd with Jove, Must all be transacted in bullion, my dear! February, 1826.

DIALOGUE BETWEEN A SOVEREIGN AND A ONE POUND NOTE.

"O ego non felix, quam tu fugis, ut pavet acres

Agna lupos, capreæque leones."

SAID a Sovereign to a Note,

In the pocket of my coat,

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Where they met in a neat purse of leather, "How happens it, I prithee,

“That, though I'm wedded with thee, "Fair Pound, we can never live together?

"Like your sex, fond of change,
"With Silver you can range,

* So called, to distinguish her from the "Aurea Venus.