All the Talents a Satirical Poem in Three Dialogues By Polypus

! textit{Whig-Club.]â??A set of " textit{Tobustuous periwig-pated fellows," who used to meet together at the textit{Crown and Anchor, to settle the nation's affairs, and drink its wines. However they happened to give offence to almost all the kingdom; f Tu quoque textit{litttriiut ntutrit, j£neia textit{Nutrix, ./Uternam morient faraam., |: textit{Caieta, dedisti !â??textit{firg. ( It may not be generally known that textit{Caleta is the modern textit{Gaita, whose little garrison lately made so gallant a resistance against the legions of Bonaparte. And here I must beg leave to disclaim the slightest intention of insulting that loyal little garrison, by having compared it With the Whig Club. France to thine arms a bouncing urchin gave, Miss textit{Liberty, who gallopp'd to her grave. In vain the babe for rights of man grew warm, Clapp'd her hard hands, and lisp'd " textit{reform! reform.'" (As great textit{Sangrado, apt at gradual slaughter, Was all for textit{letting blood and textit{drinking water;) Our rugged climate and unwholesome fare, Nipp'd the sweet bud in spite of all thy care. Ah, gentle Club! full many a tedious hour, textit{Meek patience and textit{Long sitff'ring were thy dow'r! From thy black trumpet sounding vain alarms, And dressing grim designs in gaudy charms. not indeed by broaching hogsheads, but by broaching opinions.â??Stupid people not easily discerning between licentiousness and badinage; that saying much is meaning little ; ...