Now picking ortolans and chickens, slain
To form the whimsies of an à la reine:
Now storming castles of the newest taste,
And granting articles to forts of paste;
Now swallowing bitter draughts of Prussian beer;
Now sucking tallow of salubrious deer.
The god of Cabinets and senates saw
His sons, like asses, to one centre draw.
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There are passages in this satire of surprising power and originality for the work of a boy of seventeen years of age.