Urania prais'd the rosy God, Olympius join'd, and hail'd TRUE BLUE. With fal, &c. The Order Iris bore to Earth, From Clime to Clime away she flew, With fal, &c. Squib against MR. BIRCH. JOSEPH'S LAMENTATION; Or, A PARODY on "O dear, what can the Matter be?" O DEAR, what can the matter be? O dear, what can the matter be? I'm an unfortunate blade. My friends they have promis'd to baffle DAN COKE, O dear, what can the matter be? Address by MR. BIRCH. To the Worthy and Independent Electors of GENTLEMEN, Nottingham. I have not words to express the Gratitude I feel for the generous support, as well as for the personal attachment you have manifested towards me, during a Contest, in which your conduct has done infinite honour to your characters, and to the cause you have espoused, but of which a further conti-. nuance, under circumstances of such unprecedented combination of power against me, would be likely only to produce much inconvenience to the Town, without affording any reasonable prospect of ultimate success. It is evident however, that the majority of resident Voters is in my favour; and although my just hopes are disappointed on this occasion, I do not feel dismayed, but, confiding in that partiality with which you have honoured me, I shall cherish the hope, that on some future one, I may yet obtain the object of my ambition, that of becoming your Representative in Parliament. I leave you with mingled regret and affection, and, if I had consulted only the grateful feelings of my heart, I should not have departed without once more paying you my personal acknowledgments; but I deny myself this gratification, with a view of preserving the tranquillity of the Town. To those who honoured me with their suffrages, as well as to those who were ready to come forward, I return my most hearty thanks; and to that numerous body of Electors, whose sentiments were avowedly with me, but who were deterred from acting in consonance with their inclinations, I ought not to be less grateful, To the latest period of my life, my heart will retain the deepest sense of your kindness and friendship, and, on all occasions when I can serve you, either individually or collectively, you shall find me with Zeal and Fidelity, GENTLEMEN, Your much obliged, And devoted Servant, JOSEPH BIRCH. June 7th, 1803. Squib against MR. BIRCH. JOSEPH'S RETREAT, A NEW SONG, Tune-DUNKIRK RACES. YE Burgesses of Nottingham, come listen to my story, Halloo, halloo, halloo, he's off, he's off, he's off, my boys, With reasoning false, and speeches fine, he fancied to deceive us, And something said of Liberty both Civil and Religious; No bribes or threats will ought avail with you my worthy hearties, Nor Parson W-------'s sophistry, which equals Bonaparte's ; For well you know the sterling worth of Britain's Constitution, O! guard it with your dearest lives, against all Revolution. Halloo, halloo, halloo, &c. Ere Joseph went he told his friends, in puritanic canting, He'd come and Moses stand again, whenever he was wanting; Yenblicans be satisfied, your bills will all be settl'd soon; For Joseph's left behind him Billy Sw-ft, and Neddy St-v-ns-n. Halloo, halloo, halloo, &c. Then Townsmen may your patriot flame shine as a bright example, And shew your foes the danger when on legal rights they trample; May heaven on our gracious KING pour down it's richest bounty, And may each Jacobin reform, or quit this happy Country. Halloo, halloo, halloo, he's off, he's off, he's off my boys, Tribute of Respect to MR. BIRCH. AWAKE my muse, thy gentlest strains employ, European honesty adorns his face, Your envious tales can't his kind deeds controul, But, should the arrows fly from falsehood's shrine, In sweet tranquillity's calm tents abide, CARD.. MR. COKE'S COMMITTEE Will take place morrow at TWELVE o'Clock. Address by MR. COKE. To the Worthy and Independent Electors of the Town of Nottingham. GENTLEMEN, Having, in a former Address to you, given you my sentiments generally upon the late proceedings at Nottingham, I shall now content myself |