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Writ of habeas corpus directed to the Marshal of the Marshalsea, instructing him to convey Lord George Gordon to the house of Justice Francis Buller in Lincoln’s Inn Fields

The date is puzzling, as Gordon was not taken into the marshal’s custody till 9 Dec. See the New Annual Register … for the Year 1787 (1788), p. 48. Perhaps the writ was issued in anticipation of Gordon’s arrest.

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Transcript

George the third by the Grace of God of Great Britain France and Ireland King Defender of the Faith &c. To the Marshal of our Marshalsea in our Court before Us or his Deputy Greeting. We command You that You have before our Trusty and well beloved Francis Buller Esquire one of our Justices assigned to hold Pleas before Us at his House in Lincolns Inn Fields immediately after the Receipt of this our Writ the Body of George Gordon Esquire commonly called Lord George Gordon being committed and detained in our Prison under your Custody [(as it is] said) together with the Day and Cause of the taking and Detain[ing] of the said George Gordon Esquire commonly called Lord George Go[rdon] by whatsoever Name the said George Gordon is called in the same to undergo and receive all and singular such Things as our said Justice shall then and there consider of concerning him And have You then there this Writ Witness William Earl of Mansfield at Westminster the twenty eighth Day of November in the twenty eighth Year of our Reign
By the Court Templer

[Endorsements:]
F: Buller
The Execution of this Writ appears in a certain Schedule hereunto annexed.
Jas Walker
Marshal KB

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A parchment document bearing stamps of various kinds. The right-hand edge is worn, and the ends of a few lines have been lost.

Visiting book of Robert Burns’s cottage

The volume contains a table of the names and residences of visitors to Robert Burns’s cottage at Alloway, with comments, verses, etc. At the front is a notice dated 9 Aug. 1941 headed ‘Burns’ Cottage. | Book for entering Visiters’ [sic] Names.’ On the spine is stamped ‘Visiting Book of Robert Burns’ Cottage 1841 to 1845’.

Verses, by an Augustinian friar

Introduced by the following words: ‘De la critiqe amère: je citerè cette Strofe, adressée par [un] Augustin à un ministre réformé. page 389.’ First line: ‘Va, coquin, insolent, sans ame’.

Cited from De Paris, des mœurs, de la littérature, et de la philosophie, by J. B. S. Salgues (1813), pp. 388–9. The introductory words were rephrased.

Verses. By the Earl of Mulgrave. [1679.]

Headed: ‘A Copy of Verses Made by My Lord Mou’grave upon his Injoying Mrs Kirke.’ First line: ‘Since now my Silvia is as kind as fair’. On the attribution see references in Poems of Rochester, ed. Vieth, p. 232.

Verses. By John Milton? [1687.]

Headed: ‘A Copy of Verses Said to be written by Milton.’ First line: ‘From the blest Region of Eternal day’. Entitled ‘Verses by Milton’ in the table of contents.

Verses. Author unknown. [1682.]

Motto: ‘Quem Natura neget facit indignatio versum qualem cungi potest’ (adapted from Juvenal, Satires, i. 79–80 (‘cungi’ should read ‘cunque’)). First line: ‘I who from drinking nere cou’d spare an hour’. The poem refers to several events of 1682.

Verses. Author unknown. 1678.

Headed: ‘A Country Clown call’d Hodge went up to view the Piramid, pray mark what did ensue.’ First line: ‘When Hodge had Number’d up how many Score’. Subscribed: ‘Decr 1678.’

Verses. Author unknown.

Headed: ‘Enter Oliver’s Porter, Fidler, and Poet, in Bedlam. The Scene adorn’d with Several of the Poet’s own Flowers’. First line: ‘Oh Glory! Glory! who are these appear?’

Untitled verses, in French. Author unknown

First line: ‘Savez vous pouquoy Ovide’.

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Savez vous pouquoy Ovide
Ecrivoit si galament
il avoit lamour pour guide.
et sa plume estoit Souvent
dans un Mirliton mirliton mirlitaine
dans un Mirliton ton ton

Paris fit au trois Deesses
depouiller leur cottillons
il vit trois paires de fesses
et trois mirliton—&c:

Junon lui promet Richesse
force honneur et grand pouvoir
Pallas le don de Sagesse
Venus le Charmant espoir
d’un beau Mirliton—&c.

A cette douce parolle
On vit le Combat cesser
Car Paris estoit un drole
qui se seroit fait fesser
pour un Mirliton &c.

Ils’en fut en Diligence
faire Menelas Cocu
Les Grécs en prirent Vengence
ah! que de Sang repandu
pour un Mirliton &c.

Si Caligula dans Rome
a fait Consul son cheval
Le Regent tout ainsi comme
a fait du Bois Cardinal.
pour un Mirliton &c:

Sans tambours et Sans trompette
le Regent s’en est allé
il a laissé sa lorgnette
au Parlement pour chercher
tous les Mirliton &c

Scavez vous ce qui decide
des honneurs et des Emplois
qui au parlement precide
mesme au Conseil de nos Rois
Sont des Mirliton &c:

Je n’ay point de Compte en banque
ny de Liquidation
Si l’argent comptant me manque
Jay recours aux actions
de mon Mirliton &c

Un Perruquier sans pratique
pour dissipier Son ennui
ecrivoit sur sa boutique
on raze et l’on frize ici
tous les Mirliton &c

Mirliton est une Chose
que tous le Monde Connoit
Cependant personne N’oze
le Nommer en bon francois
on dit Mirliton Mirliton Mirlitaine
on dit Mirliton ton ton.

Untitled verses. Author unknown

First line: ‘I said to my heart betwixt sleeping and waking’.

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I said to my heart betwixt sleeping & waking
Thou wild thing that art always leaping & aking
For the black, for the fair, in what Clime or nation
Hast thou not felt a pit-a-pat-tation?

2
Thus Accused the Wild thing gave this sober reply,
See the heart without motion, tho’ Celia {1} pass by,
Nor the beauty she has, nor the wit that she borrows
Gives the eyes any Joy, or the heart any sorrow

3
When our Sapho {2} appears, whose wit’s so refin’d,
I am forc’d to applaud with the rest of mankind,
Her charms are confess’d her Spirits & fire,
Every word I attend; but I only admire.

4
Prudentia {3} as vainly doth put in her claim,
Ever gazing at Heaven, yet man is her aim.
’Tis love not Devotion, that turns up her eyes,
Those Starrs of this world are too good for the skies.

5
But my Cloe’s so easy so lively so fair,
Her wit so genteel, without art without Care,
When she comes in my way, Oh! the motion & pain
The leaping and aking, they return all again.

6
Thou Wonderful Creature, a woman of reason,
Never grave out of pride, never gay out of season,
When so easy to Guess who this Angel should be,
Would one think Mrs Howard ne’re thought, it was she

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{1} In the margin: 'Mrs Harvey'.

{2} In the margin: 'Lady Mary Wortley'.

{3} In the margin: 'Mrs Meadows'.

Untitled verses. Author unknown

First line: ‘Says Sir John to his Spouse as together they Sat’.

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Transcript

Says S[i]r John to his Spouse as together they Sat
Shall we first go to Supper, or else you know what
With an Innocent smile, reply’d the good Lady
My D[ea]r what you please, but Supper’s not ready

Untitled verses. Author unknown

First line: ‘I’ll tell you a Story, a Story that true is’. A ballad, relating an imaginary dialogue between King George I and Bishop Atterbury, recently banished as a Jacobite conspirator.

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I’ll tell you a Story, a Story that true is,
Concerning a Monarch whose name is George Lewis {1},
And he is a Prince, & a Prince of great might,
Tho’ he cares not a half penny how be came by ’t.

More over good People a Story you’ll hear,
Concerning the Abbott of Westminster {2},
And he is a Priest & a Priest of renown,
Tho’ now he is banish’d from fair London town {3}.

The King then to this Abbot he sent
And tax’d him with Treason against his Government,
And told him it was a most dangerous thing,
For a Priest to pretend to more sense than his King.

To the King then the Abbot would faine† have reply’d
Fore† surely the fact he would not have denyed
But the King bid him answer him questions three
Or his head should be Sever’d from his Body.

When I am seated on my royall Throne,
Surrounded by Kendal {4}, my Turks {5} & my Son {6},
Trust up in my Robes, my Crown, & so forth
You must tell me directly how much I am worth

The Next without hesitation or doubt
How soon I may ride my Dominions throughout
The third Question you must not Shrink
But tell me truly on what I do think.

I need not set any Price on your Throne
The Abbot replyed, for it is none of your own,
But pay for the Stock, that your Whores & you bought.
And by just computation you’re not worth a groat.

The Next without hesitation or Doubt
How soon you may ride your Dominions throughout
Set out when Don Phœbus begins to Shine
And you’ll be out of Hanover eer you need dine.

Two questions resolved at the third I’ll not Shrink
But tell you directly on what you do think
Why now see his Highness coming in at the door
You think he’s not yours but the Son of a Whore

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{1} King George I.

{2} The Dean of Westminster Abbey, Francis Atterbury, who was also Bishop of Rochester.

{3} Atterbury was exiled by Parliament as a Jacobite conspirator in 1723. He left the country on 18 June.

{4} Melusine von der Schulenberg, one of the king’s mistresses. She was created Duchess of Kendal in her own right in 1719.

{5} Mustapha and Mahomet, the king's two favourite valets, captives of one of his Turkish campaigns (Dictionary of National Biography).

{6} The Prince of Wales, the future George II.

Untitled verses. Author unknown

First line: ‘The Wrath of a desperate Monarch I sing’. A satire on King George II.

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The Wrath of a desperate Monarch I sing
And the Wrath of a Monarch’s a desperate thing
Whole Nations it throws into Sorrow and Tears
And make even Kings outride Monsieur Bannieres {1}

’Twas this made the Prussian so saucy to think
He could swallow great George as easy as drink
His Troop of Golia’s he sends down in a Rage
But George was no David such Troops to engage

For George rousing up not his Courage but cunning
Thought in fight he might loose but cou’d beat ’em at running
To Horse then he sounds and from H—r {2} steals
When he cant shew his Head shews a fair pair of Heels

When arrived where he safely his Passion might Vent
In famed London City his Fury he Spent
Where now with more justice his mighty name rings
For nicking of Sashes than bullying of Kings

Poor Prince you much better had spared the poor City
Which was once the Worlds Envy but now is their Pity
But George when for Plunder he found ’em too poor
Broke window when owner had long broke before

Some Hundreds of pounds will not mend ’em its known
Now G— thow lov’st Money lay down but a Crown
The publick shall mend all the Windows you broke
Thus you’ll please the whole Nation & pay for your joke

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{1} Courrier du cabinet of the Court of France. See e.g. The Political State of Great Britain, xxxvi. 465 (Nov. 1728).

{2} Probably Hanover.

Untitled verses. Author unknown

First line: ‘I am a Saucy Scribler lately Come from france’.

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Transcript

I am a Sauc’y Scribler lately Come from france
for Laurall or for Pilory Ile write and Take my Chance
And a Scribleing I will go &c’

In hopes of Some Preferment a way to Court I flew
And Laughed to hear the Q— Taulk of things She Never Knew
And a Taulkeing &c’

The Next Unto the Q— Stood grave Sr {1} P K—g
More Sable than the Black jock the Maids of Honour Sing
when a jocking they do go &c’

Then Stood the P—ce and P—ces and D–ke that Merry Blade
who wishes all his Sisters wedd, and all their fortunes payed
for he cares Not were they go &c’

I should have Named the K— first but why the Reason’s plaine
The women ware the Breeches In England, france, and Spaine,
And to Cou–cel they do go &c’

Sr Ro—ts gone to Norfolk with Many Nobles More
The Nation’s Left in Mourning whilst he Keeps Open Door
And a Begging whe do go &c’

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{1} Reading uncertain.

Untitled verses. Author unknown

First line: ‘Lord: what indouments are inherent’. The lines refer satirically to King George II.

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Lord: what indouments {1} are inherent
In King and Queen and Heir apparent
The second George like Magpye walks
And like that bird great C—e talks
Farr greater is the prince’s merritt
Who both these Virtues doos inheritt
Ancient and Modern Witts extoll
The Goose that saved the Capittole
But Magpyes are reservd by Fate
To Save Brittanias Sinking State
which no body can deney

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{1} endowments.

Untitled verses. Author unknown

First line: ‘We of Oxford the Chancellour, and his Vice-Can:’. The lines are probably addressed to King George I or II.

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We of Oxford the Chancellour, and his Vice-Can: {1}
With the Doctours and Masters, Send a poor Servingman
With orders to give you, Sir, to understand,
That a letter Sign’d George is Safe come to hand;
Which having been over and over perus’d,
Your Present was near upon being refus’d.
But after a grave and maturer debate
Came at length to agree (one and all had been better)
To take it, and Seeme thus to thank you by letter.
This done, Sir, we hope you are herewith content;
Since farther then this by us nothing is meant.
Our mind we Speake plain without flattering Preamble
Not Skill’d like our Sister Cambridge to dissemble.
We Scorn to professe the least loyal affection
To one who against our Will gives us protection.
Neither wish we, nor pray we for Princes at home,
Having Sent all our prayers & wishes to Rome.
Assure yourself therefore you always Shall find,
We ever Shall hate you, be you ever So kind.
In token whereof our names we conceal:
But Send you these presents under our Seal.

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A few abbreviations have been expanded.

{1} i.e. vice-cancellarius, vice-chancellor.

Untitled verses. Author unknown

Ten six-line stanzas. First line: ‘Come follow, follow me’. At the top is written in a different hand: ‘Some slight variations from Percy’s text. Stanzas 9 and 10 added.’

Unidentified print

No caption. The illustration depicts a finely-dressed woman (possibly Fanny Davies) standing in a room. A man, who is apparently just coming in the door, has an arm around her waist, and there are five other women in the background.

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