Horace Walpole

William Pulteney, "On Mr. Walpole's House at Twickenham" Gentleman's Magazine 26 (April 1756) 192.

Some talk of Gunnisbury,
For Sion some declare,
And some say that with Chiswick-house
No villa can compare.
But all the beaux of Middlesex,
Who know the country well,
Say Strawberry-hill, that Strawberry-hill,
Doth bear away the bell.

Tho' Surry boasts its oatlands,
And Clairmont, kept so gim;
And tho' they talk of Southcots,
'Tis but a dainty whim.
For ask the gallant Bristow,
Who doth in taste excell,
If Strawberry-hill, if Strawberry-hill,
Don't bear away the bell.

Since Denham sung of Cowpers,
There's scarce a hill around,
But what in song or ditty,
Is compar'd to fairy ground.
Oh peace be with their memories,
I wish them wond'rous well;
Yet Strawberry-hill, yet Strawberry-hill,
Must bear away the bell.

Some like to roll down Greenwich
For this thing, and for that,
And some prefer sweet Marble-hill,
Tho' sure 'tis wond'rous flat,
Yet Marble-hill or Greenwich,
As Kitty Clive can tell,
From Strawberry-hill, from Strawberry-hill,
Can never bear the bell.

Great William dwells at Windsor,
As Edward did of old,
And many a Gaul, and many a Scot,
Have felt he is as bold.
On lofty hills, like Windsor,
Such heroes ought to dwell,
But little folks like Strawberry,
Like Strawberry-hill as well.