For John CHURCHILL (Executor of CHARLES

CHURCHILL) and WILLIAM FLEXNEY, near
Grays-Inn Gate, Holborn.

.MDCCLXV.

TEALTH to great GLOSTER-from a man

unknown,
Who holds thy health as dearly as his own,
Accept this greeting—nor let modeft fear
Call up one maiden bluth-I mean not here
To wound with flatt’ry-'tis a Villain's art,
And suits not with the frankness of my heart.
Truth best becomes an Orthodox Divine,
And, spite of hell, that Character is mine;
To speak e’en bitter truths I cannot fear;
But truth, my Lord, is Panegyric here.

Health

Health to great GLOSTER-nor, thro’ love of ease, Which all Priests love, let this address difplease. I ask no favour, not one note I crave, And, when this busy brain rests in the grave, (For till that time it never can have rest) I will not trouble you with one bequest. Some humbler Friend, my mortal journey done, More near in blood, a Nephew or a Son, In that dread hour Executor I'll leave ; For I, alas! have many to receive, To give but little—To great Gloster Health; Nor let thy true and proper love of wealth Here take a false alarm-in purse though poor, In spirit I'm right proud, nor can endure The mention of a bribe—thy pocket's free, I, tho’a Dedicator, scorn a fee. Let thy own offspring all thy fortunes share ; I would not Allen rob, nor Allen's heir.