Saturday December the 7th, to Tuesday December the 10th, 1771.

To the COMMITTEE for conducting the
FREE-PRESS

An EPISTLE

From G.E.H, Esq; to Alderman G. FAULKNER.
[In Continuation]

AND, O my dear Alderman, what shall I say
Concerning that long-legged, strolling Abbe.
Who oft with his Excellence holds a long Parley,
The vain, self-sufficient, satirical M--rl--y;
In whose Composition so closely combine
The light Poetaster, and flimsy Divine !
The famous half-laic we frequently meet
Link'd fast to some Red-coat patrolling the Street;
And oft in some Nook of the Theatre stuck
May see with his Glass, the canonical Buck;
A Vagrant renown'd for his Gibes and his Sneers,
The Friend of low Wits, and Companion of Peers;
In Public caress'd by the Great and the Small,
But secretly censur'd and hated by all.

And surely the Man, who from Choice and Affection
Could cull out two Chaplains of such a Complexion,
We well may suppose, without Shame or Remorse
Might constitute Momus his Master of Horse;
A Varlet, whose petulant Freedom and Lies
In Justice and Honour I ought to chastise,
Save only that some might reflect upon H-w-rd,
For drubbing so mean and so noted a Coward.
But lest what I say should be thought an Aspersion,
I'll mention a Fact, to support my Assertion.

What Time the proud Spaniard, with France in Alliance,
By haughty Replies put our Arms at Defiance;
Our Troops, with Alacrity, march'd tow'rds the Main,
Determin'd to humble the Spirit of Spain :
When lo, our poor Mimic, who lik'd not the Frolic,
Was suddenly seiz'd with a Fit of the Cholic;
And strictly forbid by his cautious Physician,
To venture Abroad in so weak a Condition.

Lord Sancho, whose Courage in not his chief Merit
Observing in Momus a similar Spirit,
No doubt, was induc'd with the greater Avidity
To fix on a Man of prudent Timidity;
Whose soldierly Virtues, so very well known,
Might serve as a Foil and Defence of his own.
And Momus, who long, on a scanty Commission,
Had liv'd in a sordid and wretched Condition;
Oft forc'd for to borrow from all that would lend,
And hang for his daily Support on a Friend;
Or, what to a gen'rous Mind must be worse,
Supply with his Jokes the Defects of his Purse;
And, finding himself by that Conduct a Winner,
Could play the Buffoon - for the Sake of a Dinner :
Now tir'd and asham'd of his mendicant Tricks,
And pleas'd with a Prospect his Fortune to fix;
And having besides to low Wit and Festivity,
By Nature and Habit, a happy Proclivity;
In point of good Policy, could not be loth
To flatter and sooth the great Patrons of both.

Thus, coupled and link'd by the Causes recited,
Were Sancho and Momus in Friendship united.
A teeming Invention, of Scandal prolific,
A Genius for Gibing, a Temper pacific;
A Love of soft Ease, and Aversion to Action,
Drew each to the other by mutual Attraction.

But what Incitation of Motive in Nature,
Could make my Lord Sancho so abject a Creature,
With Courtney the Scribler to plod and negociate,
Or traffic with Simcox, his shabby Associate;
Can only be solv'd by his fatal Propension
To cotton with Dunces of ev'ry Dimension !

Old Sancho, that Ruler recorded by Fame,
From whom my Lord Sancho deduces his Name;
Possess'd as a Governor, Talents and Pow'rs,
Which render'd his vastly superior to ours.
For say, can Lord T-ns--d with Sancho compare,
In ruling the Island consign'd to his Care ?
Maintaining Decorum, supporting his Dignity,
And acting with Justice, as well as Benignity ?
And yet we must own, that his Lordship was ever,
In certain Respects more distinguished and clever.
For not to extol his good Sense to connive at,
And suffer all Insults both public and private;
Our Sancho by far Sancho Pancha surpasses,
In loving good Fare, and in Fondness for Asses !
For Pancha, who long had been serv'd by his Pony,
In point of pure Gratitude made him his Crony;
And thought, with good reason, that this was the least,
He ow'd to so kind and so useful a Beast;
But T-ns--d, whose social Regards are less bounded,
With ev'ry low Brute of the kind is surrounded;
And tho' the vile Herd could a Kingdom devour,
Provides for them all, to the best of his Pow'r,
For not to reflect on his pious Intentions
To load this poor Island with Places and Pensions;
His hatching new Means, to supply him with Boons
For all his low Hirling-wits and Buffoons;
Yet surely his Bounty and Grace have conferr'd
Already too much on the infamous Herd;
For had he not (take the whole Junto together)
Set Momus on Horseback, to ride - you know whither !
Appointed dull Courtney a Barrack-inspector,
Made Simcox a Vicar, and Donnagh a Rector !
And shortly perhaps may adorn with a Mitre
The Skull of Pomposo, that wonderful Writer;
Who learn'd without Grammar his Thoughts to convey,
And chatters Law-latin more glib than a Jay;
His Knowledge so deep, that no Science can sound,
Nor Intellect fathom the frothy Profound !

How wretched the Man, who, like Sancho, depends
On such a low Set of self-int'rested Friends !
Still loads them with Favours, and still, for his Pains,
Is held in Contempt by the Crew he sustains !
Nay more, by these Creatures (oh horrid Disgrace)
Is often derided and mock'd to his Face !
For surely a Fact, long reported by many,
Can now no longer a Secret to any,
That Momus, whose Insolence never knew bound,
But spreads and improves, as the Bottle goes round;
When finding Lord Sancho exhausted and harrass'd
With Wine over-charged, or by Bus'ness embarrass'd;
Exposes his Follies with so much Severity,
Such high Ridicule, and such comic Asperity,
As renders his Lordship, when us'd with this Rigour,
A truly-distressing and pitiful Figure !

O Sancho, how great and how shameful the Crime,
Amid such a Scene for to squander your Time;
The highest Indignities tamely abiding,
Derided by Dunces, and Dunces deriding !
Your boasted Ascendancy, gain'd with such Cost,
Thus vilely employ'd you unwittingly lost,
Nor knew, when you sat with your Mimicks diverted,
Your Foes had prevail'd, and your Friends had deserted;
Deserted a Man, to his Party ungrateful,
A Man, whose Misconduct makes Government hateful;
A Man, whom no worthy or noble Incentive
Can rouze to his Duty, or render Attentive;
So abjectly mean, that he counts it no Fault
To act without Spirit, and live without Thought.

Tho' happy Hibernia most sensibly feels,
It was not your Lordship dispos'd of the Seals;
Yet he, who possesses that eminent Trust,
A Man so judicious, discerning and just,
Had made thee more wise, could thy Folly and Pride
Have deign'd to make choice of so prudent a Guide.
But now it were needless and vain to require
His Aid and Direction, when doom'd to retire;
When doom'd from the Land you oppress to depart,
With guilt in your Visage, and grief in your Heart.

But still, peradventure, Lord Sancho supposes,
He yet may contend, and may yet reckon Noses;
Still fondly imagines, that Hely and Phil
His Pow'r may support, let his act as he will;
Nay, haply may think, that he can not miscarry,
Sustain'd by the Shoulders of worthy Sir Harry :
But Hely and Phil, who, for sometime unaided,
Have drawn in the Traces, appear to be jaded;
And Harry, who seem the vile Office to loath,
May shortly deposit his Burthen at Howth;
And, there when it's left, may expect to procure,
For all his past Kindness, - a Caricature.

To the COMMITTEE for conducting the
FREE-PRESS.

To the ELECTORS of the CITY of DUBLIN.

Since our last arrived One British Packet, which brought the following Advices.
LONDON, Dec.2.

IRELAND.

Yesterday arrived at Cove, his Majesty's Frigate, Carysfort, Capt. Hay from Jamaica.

DUBLIN, December 10.

NOTICE is hereby given, that an Annuity Company, for the Benefit of Widows, is now established in this City, upon an entire new Plan, by which the Widow of each Member will be entitled as follows :

		{	Two Years	�15
		{	Three Years	20
		{	Four Years	25
	If her Husband has been a Member	{	Five Years	30
		{	Six Years	35
		{	Seven Years	40
		{	Eight Years	45
		{	Nine Years	50
		{	Ten Years	60

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