His little club, and in the chair preside.
In private business his commands prevail,
On public themes his reasoning turns the scale;
Assenting silence soothes his happy ear,
And, in or out, his party triumphs here.
Nor here th’ infectious rage for party stops,
But flits along from palaces to shops;
Our weekly journals o’er the land abound,
And spread their plague and influenzas round;
The village, too, the peaceful, pleasant plain,