Now in a Chaise and Four they onwards travell’d, When thus Sir John his sentiments unravell’d: ‘D’ye see, my Son, as it has been my fate ‘To be a Knight, and Member of the State-- ‘I’m rich enough, no doubt, all that is true, ‘But then the Minister--he knows who’s who. ‘Financial knowledge I’ll not yield to Necker-- ‘Full well they know my value at th’ Exchequer. ‘And you, my Son, I mean when next we meet, ‘Shall at St. Stephen’s Chapel take a Seat. ‘In the mean time, dear John, it would be wise ‘That you in every thing should scrutinize; ‘Transmit your observations in a Note-- ‘They may be useful by and bye, to quote; ‘At present ’tis our plan, you will agree-- ‘All’s right and proper, we no fault must see: ‘But, should a change take place, our Party out, ‘We then shall see most diff’rently, no doubt. ‘Let nothing, John, your observation pass, ‘Purveyors, Commissaries, all that Class; ‘As for the Staff, there’s nothing now to blame, ‘The Duke’s wise measures have cut up that Game.[25] ‘In former Wars we heard of Depredation, ‘A sort of Military Peculation, ‘But now, indeed, ’tis quite a diff’rent story, ‘They nought pursue but Honour, Fame, and Glory. ‘And as in Arms Old England’s proudly grown, ‘The Honour, Fame, and Glory’s all their own.’ To this address John deep attention paid; There was much policy in what he said: For the advice, his gratitude exprest, And in his mind he treasur’d up the rest. Thus mutually on future prospects counting, They Portsmouth reach, and rattle to the Fountain. A Chaise and Four creates a famous bustle-- Landlords and Waiters ’gainst each other hustle. Obsequiously the Landlord bows the way-- Expensive work, for every Bow you pay.[26] But more of that anon--all things arrang’d; The Dinner order’d, and apparel chang’d. John said, ‘Dear Dad, we first must pay our Court ‘To the great Naval Chieftain of the Port’; And slily whispering, ‘It is my drift ‘On board a Man-of-War to get a lift.’ ‘You must, my Boy; I fancy there are few come ‘With so much wealth and power as Sir John _Newcome_.’ The Admiral was civil and polite, And courteously receiv’d the worthy Knight. The Card announc’d his dignity full well, ’Twas Sir John _Newcome_, Knight, M.P., Pall Mall. The Admiral grew sociable and free, And very much increas’d his courtesy. ‘My Son, a Captain of the Guards, intends ‘Once more in Portugal to see his Friends: ‘I would not suffer him to take this trip, ‘You know, dear Admiral, in a common Ship.’ ‘Oh, by no means, Sir John, I’m pleased, I own; ‘A Frigate soon will sail; ’tis the Pomone. ‘Your Son on board can go when he has leisure, ‘Carteret[27] I’m sure’ll receive him with great pleasure; ‘He’ll find in him, you safely may depend, ‘A thorough Seaman, Gentleman, and Friend.’ Sir John express’d his hopes some future Day He might his kind civility repay.