The House of Commons lately made the subject of debate:
Whose qualities each Member vied with each to numerate,
And what their fancy painted him I’ll now proceed to state;
’Tis the fine young English Officer, as he is to be—in time.
His head so old on shoulders young with knowledge overflows,
Acquaintance with all sciences and arts its stores disclose,
All books and in all languages by heart almost he knows,
And he’s able to write legibly, and what is more, compose:
Like a wise young English Officer, the reason of my rhyme.
Italian, French, and Spanish, and Dutch, high or low, he’ll speak,