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ADDRESS IV.

Nobody to Somebody.

I NOBODY myself have named,
Because of Somebody ashamed;;
For, oh! a cuckold, I'll be sworn,
By Everybody's laugh'd to scorn,
A kind of Nobody he's deemed,
For he by Nobody's esteemed
A ninny-a poltroon-he passes,
Unnoticed by the lads and lasses;
In whom, of spirit, not a spark is,
So Nobody may be a M-

S.

Now, Somebody is he that rules,

And makes those mincompoops--those fools,

And as that Somebody art thou,

To thee, then, Nobody must bow.
But, I beg leave to say, that horns
Are absolutely worse than corns;
They are so painful, and so horrid,
I cannot bear them on my forehead—

A shameful mark! the world will mock it,
So mine I'll carry in my pocket.

'Tis thus, in private, they are carried,
By many great ones that are married;
For, tho' punctilio feels a shock at it,
Affronts, like these, are often pocketted.
When horns are gilt, some do not mind them,
But rather a convenience find them-

Not only with great patience bear them,
But, seemingly, with pride they wear them.
"Tis not for gilt ones that I drive at,
I only wish them to be private.
As you're a-Somebody-a R--,
"Tis fit that I should be obedient-
Do what you will I shall be blind,
And say you're very very kind”
Do what you will I shall be cool,
Your most oblig'd obsequious tool;

Hertford, April 1,

.

ADDRESS V.

Henry Augustus to the Examiner.

Who was JUNIUS?

THIS, Mr. Examiner, has been a question,
Which has occasioned much curious suggestion;
But I am the person to whom, Sir, alone,
This wonderful secret at present is known;
And I am enabled, at length, to disclose,
The name of the man who this signature chose ;
It was a comedian-the late Mr. Suett,
Who belong'd to Old Drury-a long time I knew it
But durst not tell any what I did alone know,
Till now, which I do, Sir, pro publico bono.
Dick Gossyp-(for Suett was known by that name,
As he in that character got so much fame,)

Declared on his death-bed to me, as a friend,
That he all these famous epistles had penn'd.
My secrecy, tho' he was pleased to desire,
Until a fit portion of time should expire:
Of course I my promise have kept with the dead,
But being elaps'd now the period he said,
Myself at full liberty, therefore, I feel,

For the sake of the living, the truth to reveal;
incredulous person should crave it,

If a

f any

I will 'fore a Magistrate make affidavit.
Here, then, be the question, for ever at rest,
The truth to the Editor now is confest.
And, after this candid disclosure, you'll say,
How silly have been the attempts of the day,
To fix on a Hamilton Junius's name,

Or give Shelbourn, Boyd, and some others his fame ;
I wonder the people such tales could believe,
For my part, I laugh'd at them all in my sleeve.
On oath I will certify what I avow,

And so let the laurel rest on the true brow.
But those who to cavil and doubt are inclin'd,
(In all clearest cases such people you'll find,)
Alluding to Suett's known writing that's extant,
Will say there is nothing of Junius's text in't;
They will look at his letters and tear them to pieces,
For not having Junius's terse antithesis.

But let them of hasty conclusions beware,
For such a comparison cannot be fair;

A very great difference surely must seem,
"Tween letters that's scribbled on some trifling

theme,

(Perhaps a gay note to a brother comedian,

Or to a manager who would engage one,)
And the effusions of grave meditation,
Produced with anxiety for publication.

Those who with Suett were gracious and free,
And that was the case, you must know, Sir, with me,
Must sure recollect, his opinions indeed,
With Junius's sentiments always agreed.

All Suett's aversions were likewise the same,
Which is a strong proof you will own of his claim;
It must be admitted the proof's satisfactory,
And in writing Junius a very great actor he.
Now, Mr. Examiner, I have made bold,
This wonderful secret to you to unfold;
And I am persuaded, that, if you believe it,
A place in your next Sunday paper you'll give it*.

Ratcliffe Highway.

* See the Examiner for June 4, 1813.

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