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J. E. Gillray, inv. & fec.

The Life of WILLIAM-COBBETT, written by himself.

London Published by H. H. Hambly, Sept.'20, N. 27 St. James's Street.

Plate 8th

- but alas, in the midst of my towering prospects, while I was yet hesitating between a Radical Reform and a Revolution, I doubtful whether to assume the Character of Old-Noll or Jack Cade, down came my Political Register, & the fabrick of my visionary greatnefs vanished. my Schemes for my Country's good perished by the blaze of my own Candles. The Ghost! - slid? Lord forgive me for swearing! the Ghost of Capt. Powell utterd a scream of Joy. little Jeſey's brandy-faced-bitch of a Mother - Lord pardon me! called out for Justice! - the Bats and Harpies of Revolution hid their heads in the gloom of night, - and to compleat the horrible Scene, the rigid Pauſhir of Hell, Old-Beelzebub, enterett and demanded his property, the Forſiet Soul, which I had pledged! - Lord have mercy upon me! - Our Father! to the Truth of my accusation! Oh! Oh! - Oh! - Hell Flares.

—Vide. My own Memoir in the Political Register, 1809.