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298 conversation might extend itself to the occupations of retired statesmen.

The authors of Rolliad celebrated the conclusion of these negotiations in a Pastoral poem, in which the First Lord of the Treasury and the Marquis address one another in.

on the Treasury-Bench you, Pitt, recline, And make men wonder at each vast design; I, hapless man, my harsher fate deplore, Ordain'd to view the regal face no more; That face which erst on me with rapture glow'd, And smiles responsive to my smiles bestow'd: And now the Court I leave, my native home, "A banish'd man, condemn'd in woods to roam"; While you to senates, Brunswick's mandates give, And teach white-wands to chaunt his high prerogative.

Oh! Lansdowne, 'twas a more than mortal pow'r My fate controul'd, in that auspicious hour, When Temple deign'd the dread decree to bring, And stammer'd out the firmaun of the King; That power I'll worship as my household god, Shrink at his frown, and bow beneath his nod; At every feast his presence I'll invoke, For him my kitchen fires shall ever smoke; Not mighty Hastings, whose illustrious breath Can bid a Rajah live, or give him death, Though back'd by Scott, by Barwell, Palk, and all The sable squadron scowling from Bengal; Not the bold Chieftain of the tribe of Phipps, Whose head is scarce less handsome than his ship's; Not bare-breech'd Graham nor bare-witted Rose, Nor the great Lawyer with the little Nose; Nor even Villiers self shall welcome be, To dine so oft, or dine so well as he.