Let all those therefore who have any Regard to Politeness and Propriety of Speech, take heed how they Err against this Rule laid down by him who was the Standard of _English_ Elegance. And be it known to all whom it may concern, That if any Person whatever shall dare hereafter to apply the Name of _Jack Pudding_ to _Merry Andrews_ and such-like Creatures, I hereby Require and Impower any Stander or Standers by, to Knock him, her, or them down. And if any Action or Actions of Assault and Battery shall be brought against any Person or Persons so acting in pursuance of this most reasonable Request, by Knocking down, Bruising, Beating, or otherwise Demolishing such Offenders; I will Indemnify and bear them Harmless. _FINIS._ [Decoration] * * * * * * * * * [Decoration] _Namby Pamby_: or, A PANEGYRIC on the New VERSIFICATION Address'd to _A---- P----_ Esq; _Nauty Pauty _Jack-a-Dandy_ Stole a Piece of Sugar-Candy From the Grocer's Shoppy-shop, And away did Hoppy-hop._ All ye Poets of the Age, All ye Witlings of the Stage, Learn your Jingles to reform; Crop your Numbers, and conform: Let your little Verses flow Gently, sweetly, Row by Row: Let the Verse the Subject fit; Little Subject, Little Wit: _Namby Pamby_ is your Guide; _Albion_'s Joy, _Hibernia_'s Pride. _Namby Pamby Pilli-pis_, Rhimy pim'd on Missy-Miss; _Tartaretta Tartaree_ From the Navel to the Knee; That her Father's Gracy-Grace Might give him a Placy-Place. He no longer writes of Mammy _Andromache_ and her Lammy Hanging panging at the Breast Of a Matron most distrest. Now the Venal Poet sings Baby Clouts, and Baby Things, Baby Dolls, and Baby Houses, Little Misses, Little Spouses; Little Play-Things, Little Toys, Little Girls, and Little Boys: As an Actor does his Part, So the Nurses get by Heart _Namby Pamby_'s Little Rhimes, Little Jingle, Little Chimes, To repeat to Little Miss, Piddling Ponds of Pissy-Piss; Cacking packing like a Lady, Or Bye-bying in the Crady. _Namby Pamby_ ne'er will die While the Nurse sings _Lullabye_. _Namby Pamby_'s doubly Mild, Once a Man, and twice a Child; To his Hanging-Sleeves restor'd; Now he foots it like a Lord; Now he Pumps his little Wits; } Sh--ing Writes, and Writing Sh--s, } All by little tiny Bits. } Now methinks I hear him say, } _Boys and Girls, Come out to Play, } Moon do's shine as bright as Day._ } Now my _Namby Pamby_'s found Sitting on the _Friar's Ground_, _Picking Silver, picking Gold_, _Namby Pamby_'s never Old. _Bally-Cally_ they begin, _Namby Pamby_ still keeps-in. _Namby Pamby_ is no Clown, _London-Bridge is broken down_: Now he _courts the gay Ladee, Dancing o'er the Lady-Lee_: Now he sings of _Lick-spit Liar Burning in the Brimstone Fire; Lyar, Lyar, Lick-spit, lick,