But see! they're close engaged in battle,
Hark! how the thund'ring cannons rattle!
A broadside now from Victory!
Behold the shade of Nelson rise!
Would he were here to feast his eyes,
And grace the days of Regency!
Then independent of my fleets,
I've planned some palaces and streets,
Th' expense is small—some paltry millions;
But lo! the pyrotechnicalities,
And gin and gingerbread hilarities,
With all the hornpipes and cowtillions.
If, after this, I hear complaints,
I swear, by all the priests and saints,
New taxes must your spirit humble,
If Vansittart[33] can find one out,
(Which once I heard the rascal doubt),
Unless you're tax'd whene'er you grumble."
On the 11th of October, the Temple of Concord was sold, and the following is a contemporary account of its sale:
"The Temple of Concord, was on Tuesday, knocked down in ninety-one lots by Mr. Creaton.
"The sale commenced with the flag-staff on the top of the Upper Temple. The brokers viewed it as a common piece of fir, which might be converted into excellent firewood, and it was knocked down at 14s.
"Four rainbows, in spite of the scriptural allusions which they drew forth, produced only £4. 3s.
"Eight Vestals were sold for £14 8s.
"Eight pair of Ionic Columns coloured to imitate Sienna marble, produce £21 8s. 6d.
"The Doric columns, of which there were sixteen pairs, painted in imitation of porphyry, averaged £1 12s. 6d. per pair.