Monsieur Nong Tong Paw

John BULL, for pastime took a prance, Some time a-go to peep at France, To talk of Sciences and Arts, And knowledge gain in foreign parts. Monsieur obsequious heard him speak. And answered John in hea-then Greek; To all he ask'd, 'bout all he saw, 'Twas "Monsieur, je vous n'entend pas."

JOHN to the Palais-royal came, Its splendor almost struck him dumb; I say, whose house is that there here? "House! Je vous n'entend pas, Monsieur." What Nong tong paw again cries JOHN! This fellow is some mighty don! No doubt has plenty for the maw, I'll breakfast with this Nong tong paw.

JOHN saw Varseilles from Marli's height, And cried astonished at the sight, Whose fine estate is that there here? Stat! Je vous n'entend pas, Monsieur, His? what the land and houses too? The fellow's richer than a Jew; On every thing he lays his claw, I should like to dine with Nong tong paw.

Next tripping by a courtly fair, JOHN cried, enchanted with her air, What lovely wench is that there here? Ventch! Je vous n'entend pas, Monsieur. What, he again? upon my life; A palace, lands, and then a wife, Sir JOSHUA might delight to draw, I should like to sup with Nong tong paw.

But hold, whose fun'ral's that: cried John, "Je vous n'entend pas: What is he gone? Wealth, fame, and beauty could not save Poor Nong tong paw, then, from the grave. His race is run, his game is up, I'd with him breakfast, dine and sup; But since he's chosen to withdraw, Good night t'ye Monsieur Nong Tong Paw.