Each nail becomes a feather:

My * cropp'd head waves with sudden plumes, Which erst (like B―df—rd's, or his groom's) Unpowder'd, brav'd the weather.

IV.

I mount, I mount into the sky,

"Sweet + bird," to ‡ Petersburg I'll fly;
Or, if you bid, to Paris;
Fresh missions of the Fox and goose
Successful treaties may produce;
Though Pitt in all miscarries.

V.

Scotch, English, Irish Whigs shall read
The pamphlets, letters, odes I breed,

Charm'd with each bright endeavour:
Alarmists tremble at my strain,
E'en ¶ Pitt made candid by champaign,
Shall hail Ad-r" the clever."

* Supernè; nascunturque læves
Per digitos humerosque plumæ.

Visam gementis littora Bosphori,
Syrtesque Gætulas, † canorus

Ales, Hyperboreosque campos.
Me Colchus, et qui || dissimulat metum.

me peritus

Discet Iber, Rhodanique ¶ potor.

VI.

Though criticism assail my name,
And luckless blunders blot my * fame,
O! + make no needless bustle;

As vain and idle it would be

To waste one pitying thought on me, As to “unplumb a R—ss—ll.”

Fox,* with Tooke to grace his side,

Thus address'd his blooming bride—

"Sweet! should I e'er, in power or place,

"Another Citizen embrace;

"Should e'er my eyes delight to look

"On aught alive, save John Horne Tooke, "Doom me to ridicule and ruin,

"In the coarse hug+ of Indian Bruin!"

He spoke; and to the left and right, N―rf―lk hiccupp'd with delight.

* Acmen Septimius suos amores
Tenens in gremio, mea, inquit, Acme,
Ni te perdite amo, &c.

+ Cæsio veniam obvius Leoni.

Hoc ut dixit, Amor sinistram, ut
Dextram, sternuit approbationem.

Tooke,* * his bald head gently moving,
On the sweet Patriot's drunken eyes,
His wine-empurpled lips applies,
And thus returns in accents loving:

"So, my dear + Charley, may success
"At length my ardent wishes bless,
"And lead through Discord's low'ring storm,
"To one grand RADICAL REFORM!
"As from this hour I love thee more
"Than e'er I hated thee before!"

He spoke, and to the left and right,
N-rf-Ik hiccupp'd with delight.

With this good omen they proceed; §
Fond toasts their mutual passion feed;
In Fox's breast Horne Tooke prevails
Before rich Ireland* * and South Wales; **

*At Acme leviter caput reflectens,
Et dulcis pueri ebrios ocellos

Illo purpureo ore suaviata.

Sic, inquit, mea vita, † Septimille, &c.
Hoc ut dixit, Amor sinistram, &c.
§ Nunc ab auspicio bono profecti
Mutuis animis amant, amantur.
Unam Septimius misellus Acmen
Mavult quam || Syrias Britanniasque.

** i. e. The Clerkship of the Pells in Ireland, and Auditorship of South Wales.

And Fox (un-read each other book),
Is Law and Gospel to Horne Tooke.

When were such kindred souls * united! Or wedded pair so much delighted?

* Quis ullos homines beatiores

Vidit, quis venerem auspicatiorem?