An hungry hope of lean applauses.
...
Now W⸺ swears, so goes the rumour,
These squibs more scandal have than humour.
“Oh! curse the rascal, did I know him, (aside)
“I’d maul him for his doggrel poem[6].”
Yet W⸺, should ill-tempered satire,
Prince William’s character bespatter,
Fret not, but check thy rising choler,
For I’ll defend thy Royal Scholar.