III.

The praise of ven’son, then, the rapt enthusiast sung; Of ven’son, whether old or young: The jolly haunch in triumph comes; Sound the trumpets, beat the drums; Flush’d with a purple grace, It shews its currant-jelly face: Now give each feeder breath: it comes, it comes; Ven’son, ever fair and young, Drinking joys can best reveal; Fat of ven’son is a treasure, Eating is the glutton’s pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet as stuffing is with veal.

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From _The Court Miscellany_. 1769.

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The following Parody will be found in a scarce little volume entitled “_Pranceriana Poetica_, or Prancer’s Garland. Being a Collection of Fugitive Poems written since the publication of Pranceriana and the Appendix. Dublin: Printed in the year M.DCC.LXXIX.” This volume opens with a very satirical dedication to the Right Honourable Sir J――n B――q――re, Knight of the Bath, Alnager of all IRELAND, and Bailiff of Phœnix Park; in this he is taken to task for “placing the most improper man in the Kingdom at the head of our College.” The College alluded to was Trinity College, Dublin, and the individual who had been appointed at its head was nicknamed the “Prancer,” as “more fit to be a dancing master than a Provost.”

PRANCER’S FEAST, _or, the Power of_ ORATORIAL FLATTERY.