The Project Gutenberg EBook of An Heroic Epistle to the Right Honourable
the Lord Craven (3rd Ed.), by William Combe

This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or
re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org

Title: An Heroic Epistle to the Right Honourable the Lord Craven (3rd Ed.)

Author: William Combe

Release Date: September 2, 2007 [EBook #22490]

Language: English

Character set encoding: ASCII

*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HEROIC EPISTLE ***

Produced by Bryan Ness, Sam W. and the Online Distributed
Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This book was
produced from scanned images of public domain material
from the Google Print project.)

AN

HEROIC EPISTLE

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE

THE LORD CRAVEN.

[PRICE ONE SHILLING.]

AN

HEROIC EPISTLE

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE

THE LORD CRAVEN,

On his delivering the following SENTENCE at the COUNTY MEETING
at ABINGDON, on TUESDAY November 7, 1775.

"I WILL HAVE IT KNOWN THERE IS RESPECT DUE TO A LORD."

* * * * *

"_Room for my LORD! Virtue stand by and bow._"

Churchill.

* * * * *

THE THIRD EDITION.

* * * * *

_LONDON:_

Printed for JOHN WHEEBLE, No. 22, Fleet-Street.

M,DCC,LXXVI.

AN

HEROIC EPISTLE

TO

LORD CRAVEN.

Too long have Britain's sons with proud disdain
Survey'd the gay Patrician's titled train,
Their various merit scann'd with eye severe,
Nor learn'd to know the peasant from the peer:
At length the Gothic ignorance is o'er,
And vulgar brows shall scowl on LORDS no more;
Commons shall shrink at each ennobled nod,
And ev'ry lordling shine a demigod:
By CRAVEN taught, the humbler herd shall know,
How high the Peerage, and themselves how low.
Illustrious Chief, your eloquence divine
Shall raise the whole right honourable line;
All shall with joy your bright example view,
And love the tribe that boasts a son like you;
While Liberty shall lead you to her throne
With jocund hand, and claim you for her own.

When warm in youth, on Isis' learned shore,
You early listen'd to her sacred lore;