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Thus the New Favourite in his Plumes,
New Manners and New Airs aſſumes :
He who befor was at your Whiſle,
Begins to bully, frown, and briſtle ;
And to his Band of hireling Tartars
Gives Penſions, Places, Titles, Garters ;
His Schemes, his Projects, all muſt be
A Law to BOB, his Grace, and Me:
His Friends ſtand cloſe, and aid his Pow'r ;
What, don't you like him ?— to the Tow'r.
You ſwear 'tis ſtrange-— but let this Fume
In buſy Play it ſelf conſume :
See him chagrin at laſt retire
To a Welch Farm, and Country Fire;
With this to comfort fallen State,
The Time has been when HE was Great.

                        ETONE

Typis SAVILIANIS. Anno MDCC XII.