F. Hayman inv.et det.

Fail,Barde griumphant!born in happier Pays Oh may some Spark of your celestial

Fire The last, the meanest of your Sons inspireray

Foay on Crit.

E P I S T O L A

VII.

UINQUE dies tibi pollicitus me rure fu

turum,
Sextilem totum mendax desideror. atqui,
Si me vivere vis sanum recteque valentem;
Quam mihi das aegro, dabis aegrotare timenti,
Waecenas, veniam, dum ficựs príma calorque
Designatorem decorat lictoribus atris :
Dum pueris omnis pater, et matercula pallet ;
Officiofaque sedulitas, et opella forenfis
Adducit febris, et testamenta refignat.
Quod si bruma nives Albanis illinet agris ;
Ad mare descendet vates tuus, et sibi parcet,
Contractusque leget; te, dulcis amice, reviset
Cum Zephyris, fi concedes, et hirundine prima.

Non, quo more pýris vesci Calaber jubet hofpes,
Tu me fecifti locupletem. Vescere sodes.
Jam satis est. At tu quantumvis tolle. Benigne.
Non invisa feres. pueris munuscula parvis.

Tan

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PIST LE VII.

Imitated in the Manner of Dr. SWIFT.

'T. I would be with you, June the third ;

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IStrue, Lord

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i
Chang'd it to August, and (in Thort)
Have kept it as you do at Court.
You humour me when I am sick,
Why not when I am {plenetick?
In town, what Objects could I meet ?
The shops shut up, in ev'ry street,
And Fun'rals black’ning all the Doors,
And yet more melancholy Whores :

10
And what a duft in every place?
And a thin Court that wants your Face,
And Fevers raging up and down,
And W* and H** both in town!

" The Dog-days are no more the case.” 15 'Tis true, but Winter comes apace : Then fouthward let your Bard retire, Hold out some months 'twixt Sun and Fire, And you shall see the first warm Weather, Me and the Butterflies together.

20 My Lord, your Favours well I know; 'Tis with Distinction you bestow;

; And not to ev'ry one that comes, Just as a Scotsman does his Plumbs. “ Pray take them, Sir,-Enough's a Feaft: 25 Eat some and pocket up the restIB 2

What

Tam teneor dono, quam fi dimittar onuftus.
Ut libet: haec porcis hodie comedenda relinques.
Prodigus et stultus donat quae fpernit et odit :
Haec feges ingratos tulit et feret omnibus annis.
Vir bonus et sapiens, dignis ait efle paratus?
Nec tamen ignorat, quid distent aera lupinis ?
Dignupa praeftabo me, etiam pro laude merentis. .
Quod fi me noles ufquam discedere ; reddes
Forte latus, nigros angufta fronte capillos:
Reddes dulce loqui : reddes ridere decorum, et
Inter vina fugam Cynarae moerere protervae.

Forte per anguftam tenuis vulpecula rimam Repserat in cumeram frumenti ; paftaque, rurfus Ire fonas pleno tendebat corpore fruftra. .