Don't let LORD MAHON be detained an instant at the door, the pregnant young lady opposite having been sufficiently frightened already!!!JACK ROBINSON to be shewn into the study, as the private papers were all removed this morning-Let Lord LONSDALE have my Lord, and your Lordship, repeated to his ear as often as possible the apartment hung with garterblue is proper for his reception !-The other new Peers to be greeted only plain Sir! that they may remember their late ignobility, and feel new gratitude to the benefactor of bonours!You may, as if upon recollection, address some of the last list, My Lord!--and ask their names-it will be pleasing to them to sound out their own titles.-Lord ELIOT is to be an exception, as he will tediously go through every degree of his dignity in giving an answer. All letters from BERKELEY-SQUARE to be brought in without mentioning Lord SHELBURNE'S name, or even Mr. ROSE's.The Treasury Messenger to carry the red box, as usual, to CHARLES JENKINSON before it is sent to Buckingham-house.-Don't blunder a second time, and question Lord MOUNTMORRES as to the life of a backney chairman—it is wrong to judge by appearances!-Lord GRAHAM may be admitted to the library-he can't read, and therefore won't derange the books.

A TALE.

AT BROOKES's once, it so fell out,
The box was push'd with glee about;
With mirth reciprocal inflam'd,
"Twas said they rather play'd than gam'd;
A general impulse through them ran,
And seem'd t' actuate every man :
But as all human pleasures tend
At some sad moment to an end,
The hour at last approach'd, when lo!
"Twas time for every one to go.
Now for the first time it was seen,
A certain sum unown'd had been;
To no man's spot directly fixt,
But plac'd-ambiguously betwixt:
So doubtfully indeed it lay,

That none with confidence could say
This cash is mine-I'm certain on't-

But most declined with-" Sir, I won't".
"I can't in conscience urge a right,
"To what I am not certain quite."

-NORTHUMBRIA'S DUKE, who wish'd to put
An end to this polite dispute,

Whose generous nature yearn'd to see
The smallest seeds of enmity,

Arose and said-" this cash is mine-
"For being ask'd to-day to dine,

"You see I'm furbelow'd and fine,

"With full-made sleeves and pendant lace

"Rely on't, this was just the case,

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"That when by chance my arm I mov'd, "The money from me then I shov'd; "This clearly shews how it was shifted." Thus said, the rhino then he lifted;"Hold, hold, my Lord," says thoughtless HARE, Who never made his purse his care; A man who thought that money's use Was real comfort to produce,

;

And all the pleasures scorn'd to know
Which from its snug enjoyments flow
Such as still charm their gladden'd eyes,
Who feel the bliss of avarice.

"Hold, hold, my Lord, how is it known

"This cash is certainly your own?

"We each might urge as good a plea,

"Or WYNDHAM, CRAUFURD, SMITH, or me;

"But we, though less it were to blame,
"Disdain'd so pitiful a claim;

"Then here let me be arbitrator-
"I vote the money to the waiter."
Thus oft will generous folly think :
But prudence parts not so with chink.
On this occasion so it was,

For gravely thus my Lord Duke says:
"Consider, Sir, how large the sum,
"To full eight guineas it will come:
"Shall I, for your quaint verbal play,

K JENKY, I own, divides my heart,
Skill'd in each deep and secret art

To keep my C-MM-NS down:
His views, his principles are mine;
For these I'd willingly resign

My Kingdom and my Crown.

P-TT. As much as for the public weal,
My anxious bosom burns with zeal
For pious Parson WYV-LL
For him I'll fret, and fume, and spout,
Go ev'ry length-except go out,
For that's to me the Devil!

K-What if, our sinking cause to save,
We both our jealous strife should wave,
And act our former farce on:

If I to JENKY were more stern,
Would you, then, generously turn
Your back upon the Parson?

P-TT. Tho' to support his patriot plan

I'm pledg'd as Minister and Man,

This storm I hope to weather;
And since your Royal will is so,
Reforms and the Reformers too,
May all be damn'd together!

REV. DR. PR-TT-MAN'S DUPLICITY.

I.

THAT PRETTYMAN's so pale, so spare,

No cause for wonder now affords ;

He lives, alas! on empty fare,

Who lives by eating his own words!

II.

In BAYES's burlesque, though so strange it appear'd,

That PRINCE PRETTYMAN'S self should PRINCE PRETTY

MAN kill;

Our Prettyman FURTHER to go has not fear'd,

But in DAMNING himself, he extended his skill!

III.

Undaunted PITT, against the State to plot,

Should int'rest spur, or passion urge ye;
Dread not the hapless exit of LA MOTTE,
Secure in Benefit of Clergy!