SCOURGE. ~ THE SCOURGE, a Satire. Part I. [all published] … London: Printed for J. Almon … 1765.
4to (242 × 190 mm) in half-sheets, pp. 22, ; complete with the half-title and the final advertisement leaf; first and last pages a little dusty, ms ink number (a shelfmark?) to title; disbound.
Sole edition, variously attributed to Edward Burnaby Greene, and George Canning. The poem begins by lamenting the death of Charles Churchill, who, the anonymous poet tells us, has left him his scourge. ‘The present objects of the Author’s poetic fury, are the great men whose names are numbered among the outs; while, on the other hand, his panegyrics are lavished on the inn’ (Monthly Review).
Blunt in my manners, simple in my sense,
I like plain dealing, and abhor pretence;
I never stoop to Irony, not I,
For I’m no joker, and I hate a Lye;
I can’t, not ev’n in jest, turn white to black;
I call a Spade a Spade, and Hill a Quack,
Johnson a Pensioner, the Home a Scot,
George a young King, and Bute---I well know what.