100 HISTORY OF THE 



He knew how to bribe with a fee, 



But he ne'er was himself to be queer'd. 

 Well train'd were his blood horses fleet ; 



Like wind o'er the course they would scud ; 

 "While each rider so firm in his seat. 



Did honour to Queensberry's stud. 



But if for the sweepstakes or plate, 



Old Q. would with energy start ; 

 'IVas equally order'd by Fate, 



He should race after ev'ry girl's heart. 

 On the charms of dear woman he'd doat ; 



Nay, to speak plain, I'U. tell ye, between us, — 

 O'er a post had you clapp'd petticoat. 



He'd have instantly sworn 'twas some Venus. 



But age, that will weaken the limbs. 



And check the bold speed of Echpse, 

 Dous'd one of this rare Stallion's glims,* 



And made him grow stiifin the hips. 

 Ne'ertheless he would not yield an inch. 



In loosening bright Beauty's dear zone : 

 'Twas his maxim — " The dog that can flinch 



Is not prime — But I'm blood to the bone." 



Well, what though the old buck's done up. 



He dash'd away while he was able ; 

 So his mi'mr'y ensures him Fame's Cup, 



With every true friend to the stable. 

 As for daughters of Cythera's isle, 



They'll drain all the sluices of grief ; 

 'Till Four-in-hand blades make 'em smile. 



Prime, bang-up boys — will bring 'em relief. 



Possessing enormous wealth, and naturally of 

 an independent character, the Duke of Queens- 

 berry's maxim through life had been to please 

 himself, regardless of the opinion of the world. 

 The weak points of his character in manhood, and 



* Towards the latter period of his life, the Duke lost the sight of 

 one of his eyes. 



