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The company made a most brilliant appearance, And ate bread and butter with great perseverance All the chocalate, too, that my lord set before 'em, The ladies despatched with the utmost decorum. The peer was quite ravished, while close to his side Sat Lady Bunbutter, in beautiful pride! Oft turning his eyes, he with rapture surveyed All the powerful charms she so nobly displayed. Oh had I a voice that was stronger than steel, With twice fifty tongues to express what I feel, And as many good mouths, yet I never could utter All the speeches my Lord made to Lady Bunbutter! So polite all the time that he ne'er touched a bit, While she ate up his rolls and applauded his wit: For they tell me that men of true taste, when they treat, Should talk a great deal, but they never should eat; I freely will own, I the muffins preferred To all the genteel conversation I heard.
COMFORTS OF BATH. XII.
Plate XII.
I never as yet could the reason explain, Why we all sallied forth in the wind and the rain; For sure such confusion was never yet known; Here a cap and a hat, there a cardinal blown!
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How the Misses did huddle, and scuddle, and run! One would think to be wet must be very good fun; For by waggling their tails, they all seemed to take pains To moisten their pinions, like ducks when it rains. I saw, all at once, a prodigious great throng Come bustling, and rustling, and jostling along; As home we came—'tis with sorrow you'll hear What a dreadful disaster attended the peer.
April 1, 1798. Views of London. No. 3.—Entrance of Tottenham Court Road Turnpike, with a view of St. James's Chapel. Rowlandson delin., Schultz sculp. Published April 1, 1798, Ackermann's Gallery, Strand.