I will be necessary for me (in Order to your forming a right Judgment of the inclosed song) to acquaint you that the Queen was presented with a Zebra or painted African Ass, which it was said in the papers she was so gracious as to suffer to be seen by those whose Curiosity led them to visit the newly imported Animal. The Author of this Song with those who were concerned in vending it were apprehended & brought to Trial, but, (as might have been foreseen) they were obliged to dismiss them with Impunity. Your most humble Servant,
SAM ELIOT
Allen the Taylor dyed a day or two ago.
Enclosure
The Queen's Ass
A new humorous allegorical Song by H. Haward. To the Tune of Stick a pin there.
Ye Bucks & ye Tommies who amble the parkWhose Hearts & whose Heads are lightsome as CorkThro: Buckingham Gate as to Chelsea you passWithout Fee or Reward you may see the Queen's A—.See the &c:A Sight such as this sure never was seenWho: the Duce would not gaze on the A— of a QueenO what is so charming, O! what can surpassThe delicate Sight of her Majesty's A—The squeamish old prudes with Invective & SpleenMay turn up their Noses & censure the QueenCrying out its a Shame her Queenship alass,Should take such a pride in exposing her A—Let them rail if they will, yet I'll bet ten to oneThere's not a prude of them all, but would alter herProvided that Fortune so kind to each Lass241Had bestow'd such an A— as her Majesty's A—The prudes they cry out its a Sin & a ShameTo suffer a Sight with so filthy a NameLet them rail if they will, let each peep thro' his GlassFor who would not peep at her Majesty's A—From M—g S—z:1a place of RenownThis good natured princess came here for a CrownAnd now in Return to the Folks as they passShe kindly repays them by showing her A—Ye Gods I with pleasure, could gaze Day & NightAt so charming, so curious, so pretty a SightFor Truth I must own I swear by the MassI could kiss (if no Treason) her Majesty's A—But this for a Subject tho loyal I fearWould be lookd on by some Folks as comming too nearThen with prudance my passion I'll stifle alassContent but to gaze on her Majesty's A—Resign'd to my Fate thus to gaze & no moreIn vain for possession I sigh & imploreBut Scripture informs us that all Flesh is GrassAnd such I presume is her Majestys A—But since there is no mighty Difference betweenThe A— of a Subject & that of a QueenLet each Lad full of Glee, take his Bottle & GlassAnd drink the Queens Health not forgetting her A—
London, to be sold by the Author at the Union Coffee House opposite Temple Bar & By all the printers & pamphlet
Sellers—Price 6d.
RC
; addressed: "To Mr. Robert Treat Paine Attorney at Taunton P Fav. of—-;" endorsed.
1.
Charlotte of Mecklenburg-Strelitz (1744–1818) had married King George III in 1761 (DNB).