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1796.10
The Don's Dilemma
"B."
The Gentleman's Magazine, LXVI (November 1796), p. 949
Incidit in Scyllam, cupiens vitare Charybdim.[1]
The Spaniard, always in the wrong,
Spurr'd at a pinch, moves ne'er the brisker;
Slow as the
ass of Buridan[2] long,
Till flashing cannons singe his whisker.
Drags on his solemn dull career,
'Midst ev'ry call for animation;
Fearless profess'd, when pall'd with fear,
And blundring out of mere vexation.
Now, rous'd at length by many a shock,
He views his follies drawn at full;
First peck'd at by the Gaulish Cock,
Then goaded by the
British Bull.[3]
Chelsea.