Fifthly, (on the mos tion of the Right Ho nourable Lord Ongly, which was feconded By the Right Honourable Lord Mount morres) it was unanimoufly refolved, Thatthofe men who thall, at this period, endeavour to obftruct the neceffary bufinefs of the nation, ought to be confidered as ehemies to their coun try. Sixthly, Refolved, (with very few diffentients) that the thanks of this meet ing be given to Lord Mabon, Lord Mounthorres, and Dr. Jebb. Seventhly, Refolved, That the thanks of this meeting be given to the Gentle men who compofe the Committee, for conducting the business of the addrefs of thanks to his Majefty for dif miffing his late unpopular Minifters. CECIL WRAY Chairman. NEW SONG.. To the Tune of Langolee. Lud, it is all aboutWestminster-hall; The place where Ch-F-x, in the height of his glory, When he pleafed, could whole hours to potwallopers bawl. Charley F-x, oh! how he wou'd feed 'em With fpeeches, that made the Hall ring, about freedom, 'Twou'd have done your heart good, both to hear'em and read'em ; Such fpeeches were ne'er made in Weftminfter Hall. Oflate in a fit, fomething like defperation, This fatefman determined a meeting to call, When he found that his credit declined with the nation, Ho thought to retrieve it in Weltminfter Hall. So whisper'd B-g and fome more of his cronies, To faddle Sam Houfe and the rest of his ponies; Then came down fhav'd and powder'd, and And mounted the huffings in Wefmin- THE WESTMINSTER MEETING; OR, THE BACK STAIRS SCOWR'D. 1 AN EXCELLENT NEW SONG, To the Tune of "Mrs. Arné, Mrs. Arnt, "It gives me confarne." SIR Cecil, Sir Cecil, You've manag'd all this ill To be driv'n with difgrace from the chair: Though your friends, it is true, Would have ftole it for youWhich proceeding was not very fair. ⚫ Sir Cecil, Which proceeding was not very fair. Lord Mahon, Lord Mahon, Though you came very foon And acted much like an old Stager;" If Pitt had been there, The defeat of his doughty Drum Major. And for whom we none of us care ; It had been much the fame, If your lordship had faid where you were, If your lordship, had said where you were, Joe Mawbey, Joe Mawbey, That your Knighthood thould utter a word. With Charley, who once was your friend. Brand Hollis, Brand Hollis, To the tools of the Court, To Jenkinfon, Temple, and Pitt ! Do prithee afford them clean rags. Do prithee afford them clean rags. Mr. Froft, Mr. Froft, We thought you'd been loft! What a lofs 'twould have been to the nation! Or by nobody trufted, You'd mimick'd that Pear's private flation. You'd mimick'd that Peer's private flation. Captain Keith, Captain Keith, Lord Ongley, Lord Ongley, Who you are though all people admise; For I believe in my heart. You had rather they woudn't enquire. O tunder and blood!" And to help the Duke's caufe, No doubt he came by the back flair. Johnny Wilkes, Johnny Wilkes, And your blasphemy-God fave the King ! Now don't take all this ill, By Lord Lungs to the throng, And do you and your gang bear the chorus. ANOTHER EXCELLENT SONG. Being a Second Part of the fame Tune. Mr. Fox, Mr. Fox, You are not orthodox, We wish for fome better authority; When you've friends fix to one. 'Tis a bad way to use a majority. Sheridan, Sheridan, Like mafter like man, Poet, Orator, Statesman, and Wit; You had beft hang an a-e. Or by G-d you'll be damn'd by the Piu. Or by G-d you'll be damn'd by the Pist. Lord Surry, Lord Surry, Thou jockey of Norfolk fo bold; He's done up, and foon must be föld. He's done up, and foon must be fold. Mr. Houfe, Mr. House, Keep your distance, altho' you be hearty, Th' affafoetida bag, Was a fweet-fcented rag, To the shirts of yourself and your party. To the thirts of yourself and your party. Squire Hanger, Squire Hanger, It was well done to get up behind; Had you rifqued your fair face, 'gainst the wind. Had you rifqu'd your fair face 'gainst the wind. Colonel North, Colonel North, Your dad like a moth, With our garments his ftomach has eram'd; Of the Sire on the fon, you'll be damn'd. Of the Sire on the fon, you'll be damn'd. 'Squire Stanhope, 'Squire Stanhope If barnefs'd, perhaps you cou'd bray. A butterfly next diffolution. MAP Mr. Paddy O'Byrne, So you wou'd take a turn, And mounted the coach-box first Acor; And by Jafus I'll never know more. Mr. Burke, Mr. Burke, Though 'twas none of thy work, The deeds of the day to recount; Had thy Powell been there, (But he's gone God knows where He'd have ftated a fairer account, Mr. Burke, He'd have ftated a fairer account. Fitzpatrick, Fitzpatrick, Thus employed, 'tis no more than a fong. Thus employ'd, 'tis no more than a fong, And now Mr. Fox, If I'm not orthodox, And you fet an example, I'll follow. the third divifion of the world, is a Peninfula of a prodigious extent, joined to Afia by a neck of land about 60 miles over, between the Red Sea and the Mediterranean, ufually called the Ifthmus of Suez, which divides from Afia.-Its utmost length is 4300 miles, and its breadth 3500 miles. It is bounded on the North by the Mediterranean Sea; on the Eaft by the Ifthmus of Suez, the Red Sea, and the Indian Ocean; on the South by the Southern Ocean; and on the Weft by the Atlantic Ocean.The interior part of this continent may still be reckoned among the unknown and undifcovered parts of the world but according to the bett accounts and conjectures, Africa may be divided as in the following table: Chief Cities. Nations. Morocco 500 480 Fez Algiers 480 100 Algiers 780 660 The principal lands of Africa lie in the Indian feas and Atlantic Ocean; and belong to, or trade with the Europeans, and ferve to refresh their shipping to and from India. |