The proclamation of proclamations, or The most glorious and memorable peace that ever was proclaimed in this or any other metropolis throughout the world [engraving]
1763
P&E L2010F124m
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Title
The proclamation of proclamations, or The most glorious and memorable peace that ever was proclaimed in this or any other metropolis throughout the world [engraving]
Variant Title
Most glorious and memorable peace that ever was proclaimed in this or any other metropolis throughout the world
Published
[London] : Sold by E. Sumpter ..., [1763]
Description
1 print ; 25 x 33 cm.
Call Number
P&E L2010F124m
System Control No.
(OCoLC)270921557
Note
Signed: A. Patchpeace, delin et sculp (Patchpeace is pseudonym)
Satire on the Treaty of Paris that ended the Seven Years War. Illustration depicts the proclamation by a King-at-Arms who wears a grotesque wig & "Fame" flies overhead, with one leg of wood, the other placed in a huge jack-boot (illusion to Earl of Bute); Rev. George Whitefield is preaching in favor of peace.
The legend, in verse, reads in part: So here fellow-subjects (so fine and so pretty!) / A show that not long since was seen in the city, / With marshals and heralds and horse grenadiers, / And musick before em to tickle our ears / To tell us proud sawney as patchd up a peace / That our foes may take breath and our taxes increase ...
Satire on the Treaty of Paris that ended the Seven Years War. Illustration depicts the proclamation by a King-at-Arms who wears a grotesque wig & "Fame" flies overhead, with one leg of wood, the other placed in a huge jack-boot (illusion to Earl of Bute); Rev. George Whitefield is preaching in favor of peace.
The legend, in verse, reads in part: So here fellow-subjects (so fine and so pretty!) / A show that not long since was seen in the city, / With marshals and heralds and horse grenadiers, / And musick before em to tickle our ears / To tell us proud sawney as patchd up a peace / That our foes may take breath and our taxes increase ...
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