The Military Adventures of Johnny Newcome: With an Account of his Campaign on the Peninsula and in Pall MallRoberts, David
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The Military Adventures of Johnny Newcome: With an Account of his Campaign on the Peninsula and in Pall Mall
Roberts, David
Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Poetry
The Minister, with admiration struck,
Soon advertised his Friends of their good Luck;
This Victory, with all its consequences,
Would seat them firmly on the Treasury Benches.
Read the Dispatch--wrote off to the Lord Mayor,
Who to the Cits should the great News declare;
And they, Rich, Lusty Rogues, without alloy,
As usual, Ate and Drank, to shew their joy.
And now what hearty peals of exclamation,
What Cannon firing, and what Conflagration;
Such shouts, such grinning, ’mongst all Ranks of Men,
You’d thought they ne’er would shut their mouths again.
Such horizontal stretching of each Muzzle,
Such Drinking healths, such roaring, and such Guzzle.
But should some small mishap be buzz’d auricular,
The horizontal would be perpendicular.
John, who in most things had his share of Nouse,
His humble duty left at Carlton House;
And was inform’d, with certain pompous gravity
(At Courts one seldom stumbles upon suavity),
That He, the Hat, and Baton, Magnifique,
Should be presented early in the Week;
It was the R----t’s will, at sights so pleasant,
The Q----n, and all her Ladies, should be present.
Down to the ground our Hero made his bow,
And to the Knight and Lady, off he flew.
‘So, my dear John, you made poor Joey truckle’;
Whilst at the Hat he slily gave a chuckle.
My Lady, too, the Baton did explore--
‘She’d never seen so fine a thing before.’
Johnny then told them of his feats of Arms,
Of Joe’s escape, and Madame Gazon’s charms.
‘Come, John,’ says Dad, ‘from truth you cannot screen us;
‘You were her Mars, my Boy, and she your Venus.’
John now at every House was in request,
And every where receiv’d a welcome Guest.
He thought he ne’er should finish with his Glory,
So often pester’d to repeat the story.
We give him credit there for a pretence,
He rather lik’d being made of Consequence.
The Battle, Trophies, Folks were so much wrapt in,
They made a mighty bustle ’bout the Captain.
Captain no more--for in the next Gazette,
Tho’ envious ones did vastly fume and fret,
In recompence for wonderous Renown,
Who seiz’d a Baton, and cut off a Crown:
As C----n for a precedent was quoted,
Lieutenant Colonel[107] was at once Promoted.
[Illustration: _Presenting the Trophies._]
And now the Day arriv’d, as deem’d expedient,
John should present the Trophies to the R----t.
Th’ illustrious R----t sat in Regal State,
The Lords and Ladies did around him wait.
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