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Come on begin the grand attack

And libe there & blow Var's trumpet

CANTO IV.

GRAND ATTACK!

ARGUMENT.

Now Caustic finding Logic sound
The conjuring crew will not confound,
Like an indignant hero blusters,
The MIGHTY ROYAL COLLEGE musters;
Joins to your Worships' powerful Phalanx
'Death-doing' Quacks, and men of all ranks!
A bolder, and more desperate host,
Than Jacobinic France can boast.
Then marches to o'erturn and knock dead
Each tractoring Perkinistic blockhead;
Their INSTITUTION next attacking,
He sends them all to Satan-packing!

Our 'foresaid MANIFESTO, first done,
Which shows our cause a good and just one;
The boldest sons of Galen call on, 95

That they with fire and fury fall on!

95 The boldest sons of Galen call on. I say the boldest, for we cannot rely on the aid of the whole Esculapian phalanx. Many white

Sound Discord's jarring tocsin louder,
Than Howard's fulminating powder; 96

livered dastards who disgrace our profession have shewn a disposition to remain neuter, or fight under Perkinean banners!

96 Than Howard's fulminating powder.

It is a long time since the public have had any reports from the honourable Mr. Howard's Fulminating Powder, which, three years since, made so much noise, that the world had reason to expect that thunderiferous Chemist would make no more of exploding to Old Nick a whole army of Frenchmen, with Bonaparte at its head, than would a Cockney Sportsman of shooting a tame goose on the first of September.

Whether this mighty affair is all blown up, or what may have been the cause of the silence of those who defended a thing, which so loudly proclaimed its own merits, it becomes Mr. Howard to explain.

Of this he may be assured, if he do not stir his stumps in order to fulfil some of the fair promises, which he and his friends have made to the Royal Society and the Public, of the astonishing atchievements they were about to perform, by the demiomnipotent power of his new-invented artificial thunder, I hereby give the alarming intelligence that I will apply my own superior talents to this sonorous subject. Should that happen, those laurels which were designed to decorate the brow of Mr. Howard, will be tied in a bow-knot round my venerable temples. For, in that case, the learned

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