‘Your weapon boldly flourish’d ’mongst the Fair,
‘Joe’s Crown cut off, and every thing left bare;
‘Drove the poor King from Town, without his Hat on,
‘Seiz’d Madam Gazon, and the Marshal’s Baton.
‘The C——ns, Sir, out of their high regard
‘For deeds of Valour, grant this proud Reward
‘For your Exploits, so Great, and so Magnanimous,
‘Thro’ me present their hearty thanks unanimous.’
Albeit, unused to speaking, John arose,
In first attempt determin’d not to prose;