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And, in bis robes, you must agree,

No Boat was better deckt than be.. 'Tis needlefs to defcribe him fuller, In short, he was an able. * fculler.

On DREAM S.

An Imitation of PETRONIUS,

Somnia, quæ mentes ludunt volitantibus um-bris, &c.

Written in the Year 1724.

THOSE dreams, that on the filent night in

trude,

And with false flitting fhades our minds delude,
Jove never fends us downward from the skies,
Nor can they from infernal mansions rise;
But are all mere productions of the brain,
And fools confult interpreters in vain.

FOR, when in bed we reft our weary limbs, The mind, unburden'd, sports in various whims. The bufy head with mimick art runs o'er 'The scenes and actions of the day before.

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Query, Whether the Author meant fcholar, and wilfully mistook?

THE

THE drowsy tyrant, by his minions led, To regal rage devotes fome patriot's head. With equal terrors, not with equal guilt, The murd'rer dreams of all the blood he fpilt..

THE foldier fmiling, hears the widow's cries, And ftabs the fon before the mother's eyes. With like remorfe his brother of the trade The butcher, feels the lamb beneath his blade..

THE Statesman rakes the town to find a plot, And dreams of forfeitures by treafon got. Nor lefs Tom T-dman, of true Statesman mold, Collects the city filth in search of gold.

ORPHANS around his bed the Lawyer fees, And takes the plaintiff's and defendant's fees. His fellow pick-purse, watching for a job, Fancy's his fingers in the cully's fob.

THE kind Phyfician grants the hufband's.
pray❜rs,

Or gives relief to long-expecting heirs..
The fleeping hangman ties the fatal noofe;
Nor unfuccefsful waits for dead mens fhoes.

The grave Divine, with knotty points perplext, As if he were awake, nods o'er his text: While the fly mountebank attends his trade, Harangues the rabble, and is better paid.

THE

THE hireling Senator of modern day's Bedaubs the guilty great with nauseous praise: And Dick the scavenger, with equal grace, Flirts from his cart the mud in W➡lle's face.

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Could nothing but thy chief reproach

Serve for a motto on thy coach?
But let me now the words tranflate:
Natale folum: my eftate:

My dear eftate; how well I love it;
My tenants, if you doubt, will prove
They swear, I am so kind and good,
I hug them, till I fqueeze their blood.

it:

That noted Chief Juftice, who twice profecuted the DRAPIER, and diffolved the grand jury for not finding the bill against him.

LIBERTAS

First;

LIBERTAS bears a large import';
how to fwagger in a court;
And, fecondly, to fhew my fury,
Against an uncomplying jury :
And, thirdly, 'tis a new invention
To favour Wood, and keep my penfion :
And, fourthly, 'tis to play an odd trick,
Get the great feal, and turn out Brodrick.
And, fifthly, you know whom I mean,
To humble that vexatious Dean.
And, fixthly, for my foul, to barter it,
* Carteret.
For fifty times its worth, to

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Now, fince your motto, thus you construe, I must confefs you've spoken once true, Libertas & natale folum;

You had good reason, when you ftole 'em.

Sent by Dr. DELANY to Dr. SWIFT, in order to be admitted to speak to him.

Written in the Year 1724.

EAR Sir, I think 'tis doubly hard,

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Your ears and doors fhould both be barr'd.

Can any thing be more unkind?

Muft I not fee, 'cause you are blind?

Methinks,

* Lord CARTERET Lord Lieutenant of Ireland.

Methinks, a friend at night fou'd chear you,
A friend that loves to fee and hear you:
Why am I robb'd of that delight,

"When you can be no lofer by't?

Nay, when 'tis plain, for what is plainer?
That, if you heard, you'd be no gainer..
For fure, you are not yet to learn,
That hearing is not your concern.
Then be your doors no longer barr'd,
Your business, Sir, is to be heard.

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The ANSWER..

HE wife pretend to make it clear,
"Tis no great lofs to lose an ear;,
Why are we then fo fond of two,
When by experience one will do?
"Tis true, fay they, cut off the head,
And there's an end; the man is dead:
Becaufe, among all human race,
None e'er was known to have a brace ;
But confidently they maintain,.

That where we find the members twain,
The lofs of one is no fuch trouble,
Since t'other will in ftrength be double;
The limb furviving, you may fwear,
Becomes his brother's lawful heir.
Thus, for a trial, let me beg of

Your Rev'rence, but to cut one leg off,

And

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