And, lest some brother rake be higher, And face of crimson hue, sir. Thus you'll be dubb'd a dashing blade, And, by the genteel world be said, To be a man of spirit; For stylish folks despise the chaps, Who think that they may rise, perhaps, By industry and merit. With lubrick arts, and wily tongue, Debauch some maiden, fair and young, For that will be genteel; Be not too scrupulous; win the fair; A rake should never feel. When wine has made your courage stout, In midnight revel sally out, Insulting all you meet ; Play pretty pranks about the town, Break windows, knock the watchmen down, Your frolick to complete! Besides exhibiting your parts, You're sure to win the ladies' hearts By dint of dissipation; Since " every woman is a rake," A fool may know what steps to take By practising these famous rules, You'll gain from wicked men and fools A world of admiration; And, as we know from good authority, Such folks compose a clear majority, There needs no hesitation. SIMON SPUNKEY'S PLAUSIVE POEM, Inscribed to a certain COLONEL CANDIDATE; Or, Would-be Member of Congress.* 66 ARMA VIRUMQUE CANO." I SING the idol of a party, * The hero, celebrated in this and the next subsequent poem, is the gentleman of spitting-memory, of whom we have before made honourable mention. [See p. 56 and 57.] These addresses were written in the year 1797, while this our patriot was taking measures to crowd himself into a station, which afforded him an opportunity to entail everlasting ignominy on a legislature, who would suffer such an animal to remain within its walls. Though Justice frown, and Discord smile, I will be heard above a mile, To laud the man, who cannot fail I'll praise him, should I lose my ears, His passing merit will I shout Through every village round about ; With fife, drum, ram's-horn, conch-shell, trumpet, I'll blow, squeak, whistle, roar, and thump it, Till all shall think the devil's to pay, From Bennington to Canada !t What! though the federal junto sneer; In courts of justice make it clear, * The colonel was deeply in debt, and has been heard to acknowledge, that a prison, or a seat in congress, was his only alternative. Alias, from Dan to Beersheba, or from one end of Vermont to the other. Thy character not over nice is That Cataline had fewer vices. Though Hamilton* late intimated In which you did your best endeavour, What though in court you had him tri'd, To show how wickedly he lied ; But there 'twas prov'd, by not a few, His every wicked word was true! What though obnoxious to society, For frequent scandalous ebriety, * Hamilton was a Vermontese, who had the hardihood to splash the pure regimentals of our redoubtable colo. nel. |