LETTER VII. Naples
- Naples, April 16th, 1793.
- HOW I love Naples, so frolic, and gay,
- Its skies are so bright, so delightful its bay…
- Here tribes of wise Lawyers in robes most decorus,
- Snap, wrange, and scold, and bawl in full chorus ;
- The client is beggar’d, the knave his cash gathers,
- So the fox eats the goose, leaves the farmer the feathers.
- ‘Tis said how a Pope, mov’d by pity divine,
- In a famine at Rome, sent to Naples for swine ;
- Thirty thousand at least, Marquis Carpio in hope
- To save such a herd, yet not anger the Pope,
- Devoutly reply’d—-Blessed Father I swear,
- In Lawyers I’ll pay you, the pigs I can’t spare.
The present state of the manners, arts, and politics, of France and Italy. London, 1794.
About the Poet
Right Hon. John Courtenay, M.P., England, (1738-1816) was a journalist and politician.