The old exchange to the new stadt-house, or, The frogs are in fear that the sun should marry

The old Exchange to the new Stadt House , &c. LOW Country Provinces , united Bogs , Once distrest States , now Hogen Mogen Frogs ; Royal and Noble Int'rest gone , Command ; Grown formidable both at Sea and Land : Who but a Century of Years before Dabbled in Fishing , despicably Poor , In seamless Vessels , Troughs , cut out of Logs , Catch'd W●●ting-Mops ; now Gogs and Gog-magogs , In stately Pines new Constellations raise , Ploughing ●p ●illow Two and Thirty Ways ; Through boiling Brine , through Cakes of crusted Ice , For Gold and Silver , Ivory , Oyl , and Spice ; What Straights , Gulphs , treading Days , spare they to pierce , By Water to take in the Universe ? Are they with Force not able to Invade ? No Matter ; they 'll undo the World by Trade . Four Frogs , two Tod-pols , and one greasy Toad , Deep freighted Bottoms bear from Road to Road . Whom now a consternating Panick Fear Dejected much : The Sun will wed they hear ; The News from India , worse than Plague or War , Brought and attested by the blazing Star . To Pigmy Inches these gygantick Frogs , Pale Terror shrunk ; summon'd from all the Bogs , Hopping or Crawling they in Clusters came , Up to their Prime Morrass , their greatest Damm . There the new Stadt-House stands built fair and large , For their own Profit , but the People's charge ; Where they in all Emergencies of State , Or private Business in Convention sate : No Portico this modern Building fac'd , Within no ancient Princes Figures grac'd ; Nor Grandfires with their Nets , such were too Poor To stand with Bosoms there behind the Door , Who for their own Good Old Cause Martyrs dy'd By Hemp , or by more Realous Faggots try'd , But Gods and Goddesses in Marble carv'd , Or finely Painted , which the Heathen serv'd , In all the Nieches , each convenient Place In Stone or Tables the fair Structure Grace ; But yet for all their Skill , these B — k Toads Made Upsie D—h — h Heroes , Grecian Gods . Early his Day assembled Old and Young , The Dam they cover , and the Stadt-House throng , Silence commanded , not one whispering Croak , An old Sag-bellied Toad rising , thus spoke . Grave Hogen Mogen , High and Mighty Frogs ? Whose Care and Prudence fertiliz'd the Bogs , And so improv'd these your United States , Princes to Beard , and be with Kings Cope Mates , Though we from Mushrooms sprung , and Spawn of Toads , Like Palaces are now our fair Aboads ; When through B●ack Waters , and a salt Morass , We in cutt Trenches safe at pleasure pass , From Damn to Damn , and Time with Talk beguile Our selves and Goods landing , 'thout Care or Toyl ; From which new Water-works more Rent you raise Then from rank Acres , where fat Oxen grase , But what of the Improvements will become ? The Sun will wed , and Nuptials keep at home : Whom Laws of Gods and Men allow a Year From Warr or Travel , with his fair Compeer ; His Absence will our Marshes in a Trice To Crystal turn a never thawing Ice . Or shou'd we scape such a continued Frost As girdles up nine Months the Artick Coast , His teeming Spouse may yet produce a Son Shall quite out of the Beaten Zodiack run , So unexperienc'd drive his Father's Chair , That soon to fire he 'll rarefie the Air , Water and Earth to Dust and Ashes turn , And all in one new Conflagration burn They tell how Phaeton our ample Bogs , To Jelly boyl'd ; Stew'd Tod-pods , Toads and Frogs In one Pottage , and Pluto gave , who swore He never tasted Broth so Rich before . Many such Yonkors may spring from his Loyns , And share his Houses twelve Caelestial signs ; And they may wed have Sons , and Daughters too : What in this Imminent Danger shall we do ! To what Protector shall we make address ? All know that Neptune this concerns no less ; Such drinking Sons may at one Meeting Quaff , If he had twenty Plumbless Oceans off . Him to implore lay by next Sabbath Day , We 're no such Jews , nor Christians but we may : He heard us lately when a swelling Tide Imbodied , Threatned o'r our Tow'rs to ride ; And soon as mov'd , with his great Trident came , Beats of green Reg'ments storm'd our yielding Dame , Which had they batter'd but nine Inches higher , We had not liv'd ruin to fear by Fire . This said , Oh wondrous ! the Foundations quake , And the stiff Idols , fixt in Marble , Shake ; When Neptune , where he did in Triumph ride On a rich Shell , his Cheeks fresh Sanguine dy'd , His Trident waving then with Arms display'd , Thus to the great Convention wondring said . Batavian Frogs , advanc'd by me sole Power Whom Jove first planted from a Thunder Shower , Fear not the Sun , nor at his Of-spring shake : To the last drop I 'll drain my ample Lake , My watery Kingdoms Laver into Suds , To quench their Torches ; to the Stygian Floods I 'll Titan send , and all his fiery Titts , To light their Lamps , and to regain their Wits . Lay idle Fears aside , he 'll never Wed , Nor plant a Female in a flaming Bed . Suspect no Confilgrations from the East ; But a new Sun now rising in the West ; His flames beware , make Peace or arm with speed ; You more than all the Elements with need : Call our Supernal , Call th' infernal List , Both Gods and Fiends to weak are to resist . He Threatens my large Arms to bind in Chains , And now at home a● second Heptune reigns ; Who three great Nations sways , and two fair Isles , His People Ruler of the Ocean Stiles . This said , their God grows pale , Limbs stiff and cold , Trembling with fear , Shrunk in their Marble mold . MORAL . Est nihil asperius quam humilis quam surgit in altum . Princes beware to aid a growing State , Lest they be first that give you the check Mate . Wealth and success turns humbleness to pride : Beggars on Horseback to the Devil ride . FINIS .