“ON SEEING LADY BEAUCHAMP, LADY CARLISLE, AND LADY DERBY IN THEIR CARRIAGES, ON MR. FOX’S SIDE OF THE HUSTINGS.

“The gentle Beauchamp, and the fair Carlisle,
Around their favour’d Fox expectant wait;
And Derby’s lip suspends the ready smile,
To ask ‘the Poll?’ and ‘what is Charles’s fate?’

“But say, ye belles, whose beauty all admit,
Do you in politics dispute the prize;
Or do ye near the Hustings proudly sit,
To take the suffrage of admiring eyes?“