#150) ANNUAL REGISTER, 1795. 
AN ANTIENT CATCH. 
From a MS. of the Time of Queen Elizabeth, in the British Museum. 
: (Vespasian, A. 25.) 
re the cuppe, Bhylyppe, and let us drynke a drame, 
Ons or twyse abowte the howse and leave where we 
began. 
I drynke to yow, sweteharte, soo mutch as here is in, 
Desyeringe yow to followe me, and doo as I begyn; 
And yf yow will not pledge [me], yow shall bere the blame, 
T drynke to yow with all my harte, yf yow will pledge me the 
same. 
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Written by the late Earl of Cuatuam. From “ Sewarnv’s Anec- 
DOTES,” in which Work it was for the first Time printed. To the Right 
Hon. Richard Grenville Temple, Lord Viscount Cobham. InviTATION 
to Soutu Loper.* From “* Tyrrhena Regum Progenios,” ce 
bee Norman princes sprung, their virtues heir, 
Cobham, for thee my vaults inclose 
Tokay’s smooth cask unpiere’d. Here purer air, 
Breathing sweet pink and balmy rose, 
Shall meet thy wish’d approach. Haste then away, 
_ Nor round and round for ever rove f olb{ 
The magic Ranelagh, or'nightly stray 
In gay Spring Gardens glittering grove. 
Forsake the Town’s huge mass, stretch’d long and wide, 
Pall’d with Profusion’s sickening joys ; 
Spurn the vain capital’s insipid pride, 
Smoke, riches; politics, and noise. 
Change points the blunted sense of sumptuous pleasure ; 
' And neat repasts in sylvan shed, 
Where Nature’s simple boon is all the treasure, 
Care’s brow with smiles have often spread. 
Now flames Andromeda's refulgent sire, 
Now rages Procyon’s kindled ray, 
Now madd’ning Leo darts his stellar fire, 
Fierce Suns revolve the parching day. 
* A Seat of Mr. Pitt on Enfield Chace, 
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