VOL. I. THE ANTI-GALLICAN. NUMBER VIII. ODE. By H. J. PYE, Esq. POET LAUREAT. I. O'ER the vex'd bosom of the deep, When, rushing wild, with frantic haste, The Winds, with angry pinions, sweep, The surface of the wat'ry waste; Tho' the firm Vessel proudly brave The inroad of the giant wave, Tho' the bold Seaman's dauntless soul Anxious, he throws th' enquiring eye, If, haply, through the gloom that round him low'rs, II. So ALBION, round her rocky coast Safe in her wave-encircl'd Shores; Still safer in her DAUNTLESS BAND, LORDS of her SEAS, and GUARDIANS of her LAND, Whose patriot zeal, whose bold emprise, Rise, as the storms of danger rise; Yet, temp'ring GLORY's ardent flame With gentle MERCY's milder claim, She bends from scenes of blood th' averted eye, And courts the charins of PEACE mid shouts of VICTORY. III. She courts in vain--the ruthless Foe, Deep drench'd with blood, yet thirsting still for more, Views with rapacious eye cach Neighbour-Shore; "Where'er my Sword prevails, my conqu'ring Banner flies." IV. Genius of ALBION, hear! Grasp the strong Shield, and lift th' avenging Spear, Whelm'd by ELIZA's Barks beneath the stormy tide; Breathing, to ancient mood, the soul-inspiring strain; The Oracle for War declares, Success depends upon our hearts and spears! by my express orders; that, deprived of our ships, we might the more energetically display our military heroism; and in Egypt wonderful were our works. There we overthrew those renowned heroes the Copts; there we adventured to meet the wandering Arabs; there we battered down the walls of mud; there we made the inhabitants slaves; there you, my soldiers, had the full and unrestrained command of all the wives and daughters of the country, unmolested by your General-whose pursuits do not lie that way; there you made yourselves greater than Romans and Macedonians, and exalted me far be yond a Cæsar and an Alexander. At Acre we could have been victorious; but a General should, sometimes, consult the ease and accommodation of the soldiers; soldiers; I therefore, chose to bring gate; at the former there is a place called the Steyne; there you will find numbers of beautiful creatures, far beyond your acquaintances in Italy and Egypt-they are yours; it will to you be a pleasant scramble; for myself, as I said, that is not in my way. The same may be done, at other places, only that at none you are to lose time. You are all to sail on Saturday the 1st of October. Monday, you may be completely landed; you may amuse yourselves in the manner I prescribe at the watering places, in the evening, and take your partners with you in flying caravans. The next day set off to London. The last division is to have its head-quarters at the Treasury, and in that part of London that is called Westminster; the right to pitch the General's tent in the Bank, and the troops to possess the city. The wives and daughters are your own; the, men will make no resistance; you may do with them as you please. Though I think I have given you a good precedent at the hospital, you will be securest of your ladies when you have no rivals to fear. There is, I am told, a village near town, famous for its number of old maids-there your invasion may be received with equanimity, as you will have no competitors to dread. With regard to the property, I have taken pains to be minutely informed: on Wednesday I suppose all the arrangements made: Thursday you are to employ in inspecting and packing up the cash in the Treasury and the Bank: to send detachments from your respective head-quarters to examine and collect the money, and all that is to be found in all the banking-houses. Other detachments are to have the care of the goldsmiths' and silversmiths' shops, and all most portable articles. Let them all be sent, with due expedition, to Hh 2 no is to Our our Exchequer, to which they naturally belong; and there your shares shall be safely kept for you-unless I should happen to have occasion for them myself. Send me, from the Tower, all the arms; give orders for burning Portsmouth, Plymouth, and Chatham; but first send me all the ammunition and portable stores. Do not burn the ships; send the men of war to Brest; and let the rest be employed in con·veying moveables to the Great Nation. Burn London to the ground. Massacre, I leave to your own discretion and choice, with some particular injunctions and exceptions. Let all those who have endeavoured to rouse their countrymen to oppose my will, be sacrificed. Let all promoters of volunteer corps be brought into great squares; and, according to the revolution mode, from mouths of cannon cease to be, or send them to the hospitals. Let a lingering and torturing death recompence the reviler of the conquering hero, Pizarro, the stirrer up of the people to rebellion against my authority over the whole world, derived from God-as the bishops aforesaid are ready to bear testimony. Let Sir Sidney Sinith experience a double portion of torment for his insolence, in daring to oppose me. Let Nelson, and Duncan and Jervis, experience no mercy. They are sworn enemies to my regeneration of mankind. Spare not Dundas; he has always been a thorn in our side. There is one man that did more against my regenerating authority, than any in the island. I did abominate that man, but I am half inelined to forgive him, for not being at his own post when I send you over. There is another very great man—a personal acquaintance of my own-I can hardly think he likes me; but as he has made little active opposition to my authority, you may let him alone while he is quiet. There is a Lord who severely reviled me, and I was once very angry with him; but of late he has strongly opposed those men and measures which attempted to stimulate resistance to my power; him therefore I will forgive. There is another that was wont to abuse me without mercy or moderation, but lately endeavoured to prevent every scheme of the opponents of any power; let him be spared, and also his seconds. There is a singular fellow, that I hardly know what to make of. Sometimes he will abuse ine and mine, and call us all the robbers, and thieves, and murderers, that could be thought of; merely for taking what naturally belonged to us, and removing obstacles to such occupancy; but lately has been no less strenuous in abusing every man or measure, that was calculated to oppose my power. On account of his late and present conduct, I shall forget the past, and he shall even have an employment that will suit his taste-Let him be literary associate to the executioner: behold the last pangs and tortures of the victims make a narrative of what passes; and give to it the title of the Register of the Hangman's Helper. With what delight he will record the agonies of my arch enemy Sheridan. You may besides give him another job; he is as keen an advocate to a free Press as myself: let him have the burning of all the Printinghouses. At the Stock-Exchange and Bank too, he will very readily bear a hand; there he will have no objection to an illumination. Send me Sir Robert Wilson bound in chains; him I will have the delight of instructing personally in my medical practice. You shall have further directions, before the appointed day of sailing, to take possession of the island of Pedlars. I hate every thing that belongs to those Pedlars especially Pedlar's Acrë. BONAPARTE. BOB BOB ROUSEM'S you are. EPISTLE TO BONY PART. THIS comes hoping you are well, as I am at this present; but I say, Bony, what a damn'd Lubber you must be to think of getting soundings among us English. I tell ye as how your Anchor will never hold; it isn't made of good Stuff, so luff up Bony or you'll be fast a ground before you know where We don't mind your palaver and nonsense; for though 'tis all Wind, it would hardly fill the Stun'sails of an English Man of War. You'll never catch a Breeze to bring ye here as long as you live, depend upon it. I'll give ye a bit of Advice now; do try to Lie as near the Truth as possible, and don't give us any more of your Clinchers. I say, do you remember how Lord Nelson came round ye at the Nile? I tell ye what, if you don't take Care what you are about, you'll soon be afloat in a way you won't like, in a High Sea, upon a Grating, my Boy, without a bit of soft Tommy to put into your Lanthorn Jaws. I'll tell you now how we shall fill up the Log-Book if you come; I'll give ye the Journal, my Boy, with an Allowance for Lee-way and Variation that you don't expect. Now then, at Five, A. M. Bonypart's CockBoats sent out to amuse our ENGLISH MEN OF WAR with fighting, (that we like). Six, A. M. Bonypart lands (that is if he can), then we begin to blow the Grampus; Seven, A. M. Bonypart in a pucker; Eight, A. M. Bonypart running away; Nine, A. M. Bonypart on board; Ten, A. M. Bonypart sinking; Eleven, A. M. Bonypart in Davy's Locker; MERIDIAN, Bonypart in the North Corner of where it burns and freezes at the same time; but you know any Port in a Storm Bony, so there I'll leave ye. Now you know what you have to expect; so you see as how you can't say I did'n't tell ye. Come, I'll give ye a Toast: Here's Hard Breezes and Foul Weather to ye my Boy in your Passage; Here's may you be Sea Sick; We'll soon make ye Sick of the Sea; Here's may you never have a Friend here or a Bottle to give him. And to conclude; Here's the FRENCH FLAG where it ought to be, under the ENGLISH. HIS BOB ROUSEM, MARK. P. S. You see as I coudn't write, our Captain's Clerk put the Lingo into black and white for ine, and says he'll charge it to you. IMPROMPTU-JOHN BULL AND HIS MAN. "Measter" said Thomas-" the French zay as how To England they mean to come over”-- Says John "if they do their fine Armies we'll mow J. B. |