No More Learning

And upon the terrace, to consummate all,
A lantern like Faux's, surveys the burnt
town,
And shows on the top by the regal gilt ball,
Where you are to expect the sceptre and
crown.

Fond city, its rubbish and ruins that builds,
Like vain chemists, a flower from its ashes
returning.
Your metropolis house is in St. James's fields,
And till there you remove, you shall never
leave burning.

This temple of war and of peace is the shrine.
Where this idol of state sits adored and
accursed ;
To handsel his altar and nostrils divine.

Great Buckingham's sacrifice must be the
first.

Now some (as all builders must censure abide)
Throw dust in its front, and blame situation :

And others as much reprehend his back-side.
As too narrow by far for his expatiation ;



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But do not consider how in process of times,
That for namesake he may with Hyde-Park it
enhirge,
And with that convenience he soon, for his crimes,
At Tyburn may land and spare the Tower-
barge.

Or rather how wisely his stall was built near.
Lest with di'iving too far his tallow impair ;

When like the good ox, ft>r public good-cheer.
He comes to be roasted next St. James's fair.



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UPON ins HOUSE.
Here lie the sacred bones

Of Paul beguiled of his stones :

Here lie golden briberies,

The price of ruined families ;

The cavalier's debenture wall,

Fixed on an eccentric basis :

Here 's Dunkirk-Town and Tangier- Hall,*

The Queen's marriage and all.

The Dutchman's templum pctcis. f

* Some call it Dunkirk house, intimating that it was
builded by liis share of the price of Dunkirk. Tangier was
part of Queen Catherine's portion, the match between whom
and the King he was suspected to have a hand in making.

t It was said he had money of the Dutch, to treat of a



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ON THB

LORD MAYOR, AND COURT OF ALDERMEN,

rKESEJfTVXQ THE Kli(Q AXD THE DUKE OF YOItK, E^VCH
WITH ▲ COPT OP HIS FUKKDUOI, AKNO DOM. 1674.

A BALLAD.



The Londoners gent
To the King do present,

In a booc, the City maggot ;

'Tis a thing full of weight,
That requires all the might

Of the whole Guiid-IIall team to drag it

II.
Whilst their churches unbuilt.
And their houses undwelt,

And their orphans want bread to feed 'em ;
Themselves they've bereft
Of the little wealth they 'd left,

To make an offering of their freedom.



O ye addle-brained cits !
Who henceforth, in their wits,



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Would intrust their youth to your heeding ?
When in diamonds and gold
You have him thus enrolled ?

Ye know both his friends and his breeding !

IV.