By G-, says Dan, 'tis very hard,

5 Cut out at dice, cut out at card !

GRD fulp.

On the foregoing PICTU R E. WHILE

HILST you three merry poets traffic

To give us a description graphic
Of Dan's large nose in modern Sapphic,
I spend my time in making fermons,
Or writing libels on the Germans,

Or murmuring at Whigs preferments.
But when I would find rhyme for Rochfort,
And look in English, French, and Scotch fort,
At last I'm fairly forc'd to botch for't.
Bid Lady Betty recolle&t her,
And tell, who was it could direct her
To draw the face of such a spectre.
I must confess, that as to me, Sirs,
Though I ne'er saw her hold the fciffars,
I now could safely swear, it is hers.
'Tis true, no nose could come in better;
'Tis a vast subject stuff’d with matter,
Which all may handle, none can flatter.
Take courage, Dan, this plainly shows,
That not the wiseft mortal knows,
What fortune may befal his nose.
Shew me the brightest Irish toast,
Who from her lover e'er could boast
Above a song or two at most :
For thee three poets now are drudging all,
To praise the cheeks, chin, nose, the bridge and all,
Both of the picture and original.




Thy nose's length and fame extend
So far, dear Dan, that ev'ry friend
Tries who shall have it by the end.

And future poets, as they rise,
Shall read with envy and surprise,
Thy nose outshining Cælia's eyes.


DAN JACKSO n's answer.

My verse little better you'll find than my face is,
A word to the wife, ut pictura poefis.

THREE merry lads with envy ftung,




, Because Dan's face is better hung, Combin'd in verse to rhyme it down, And in its place set up


own ;
As if they'd run it down much better
By number of their feet in metre,
Or that its red did cause their spite,
Which made them draw in black and white.
Be that as 'twill, this is most true,
They were inspir'd by what they drew.
Let then such critics know, face
Gives them their comliness and grace:
Whilft ev'ry line of face does bring
A line of grace to what they fing.
But yet methinks, though with disgrace
Both to the picture and the face,
I should name the men who do rehearse
The story of the picture farce;
The 'squire in French as hard as stone,
Or strong as rock, that's all as one,
On face on cards is very brisk, Sirs,
Because on them you play at whisk, Sirs.
But much I wonder, why my crany
Should envy'd be by De el-any;





And yet much more, that half-name-fake
Should join a party in the freak.
For sure I am it was not safe
Thus to abuse his better half,
As I shall prove you

Dan to be,
Divifim and conjunctively.
For if Dan love not Sherry, can
Sherry be any thing to Dan?
This is the case, whene'er you

Dan makes nothing of Sherry ;
Or should Dan be by Sherry o'erta'en,
Then Dan would be poor Sherridane ;
'Tis hard then he should be decry'd
By Dan with Sherry by his fide.
But if the case must be so hard,
That faces suffer by a card,
Let critics censure, what care I ?
Backbiters only we defy,
Faces are free from injury.




Y or tongue

TOU say your face is better hung
In not explaining you were wrong.

to us, 'Sir. Because we thus muft state the case,

5 That you have got a hanging face, Th' untimely end's a damn'd disgrace

of noose, Sir.


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with many

And then the ladies, I suppose,
Will praise your longitude of nofe,
For latent charms within your cloaths,


dear Danny.
Thus will the fair of ev'ry age
From all parts make their pilgrimage,
Worship thy nose with pious rage

of love, Sir.


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To that part where you carry on
This paradox, that rock and stone,
In your opinion, are all one.

How can, Sir,


A man of reas'ning fo profound,
So ftupidly be run aground,
As things so different to confound

t'our fenfes ?


Except you judg'd 'em by the knock

45 Of near an equal hardy block : Such an experimental Aroke

Then might you be, by dint of reason,
A proper judge on this occasion;
'Gainst feeling there's no disputation,

is granted.
Therefore to thy superior wit,
Who made the trial, we submit;
Thy head to prove the truth of it


we wanted.
In one assertion you're to blame,
Where Dan and Sherry's made the same,
Endeavouring to have your name

refin'd, Sir. 60 You'll see most grossly you mistook, If you consult your spelling-book, (The better half you say you took),

you'll find, Sir. S, H, E, he---and R, I, ri,

65 Both put together make Sherry, D, A, N, Dan-makes up the three

fyllables. Dan is but one, and Sherri two, Then, Sir, your choice will never do ;

70 Therefore I've turn'd, my friend, on you

the tables.

Answer by Dr DELANY.


Sfift me, my muse, whilft I labour to limn him
Credite Pifones ifti tabula perfimilem.

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