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You look and you write with so diff'rent a grace,
grin, Which you yourself wonder the deel should malign. And if 'tis so strange, that your monstership’s crany 10 Should be envy'd by him, much less by Delany. Tho' I own to you, when I consider it stricter, I envy the painter, altho' not the picture. And juftly she's envy'd, since a fiend of hell Was never drawn right but by her and Raphell. 15
Next, as to the charge which you tell us is true, That we were infpir’d by the subject we drew : Inspired we were, and well, Sir, you knew it, Yet not by your nose, but the fair one that drew it; Had your nose been the mufe, we had ne'er been in
fpird, Tho' perhaps it might justly've been said we were fir'd. As to the division of words in
staves, Like my countryman's horn comb, into three halves, . I meddle not with't, but presume to make merry, You calựd Dan one half, and t'other half Sherry: 25 Now, if Dan's a half, as you call't o'er and o'er, Then it can't be deny'd that Sherry's two more. For pray give me leave to say, Sir, for all you, That Sherry's at least of double the value. But perhaps, Sir, you did it to fill up the verse, 30 So crouds in a concert (like actors in farce) Play two parts in one, when scrapers are scarce. But be that as 'twill, you'll know more anon, Sir, When Sheridan fends to merry Dan answer.
Answer by Dr SHERIDAN. THree merry lads you own we are ;
; 'Tis very true, and free from care, But enyious we cannot bear,
believe, Sir, For were all forms of beauty thine,
like Nereus, soft and fine, We fhould not in the least repine,
or grieve, Sir.'s Then know from us, most beauteous Dan, That roughness best becomes a man ; 'Tis women should be pale, and wan,
And all your trifling beaux and fops,
Forbear it. 20
30 From the long distance of your crown,
DAN JAckson's reply.
Written by the Dean in the name of DAN JACKSON.
Earied with saying grace and pray's,
I haften'd down to country-air, To read your answer, and prepare
reply to't. But your fair lines fo grossly flatter,
5 Pray do they praise me or bespatter? I much fufpect you mean the latter,
ah fly-boot ! It must be lo; what else, alas, Can mean my culling of a face,
10 And all that stuff of toilet, glass,
er coxcomb ?
nor fear it. 20
who'd bear it? "Tis true indeed, to curry friends,
25 You seem to praise to make amends, And yet before your ftanza ends,
you flout me
'Bout latent charms beneath
; For every one that knows me, knows
30 That I have nothing like my nose
about me. I pass now where you fleer and laugh, 'Cause I call Dan my better half! there you think you have me safe!
but hold, Sir, Is not a penny often found To be much greater than a pound? By your good leave, my most profound
and bold Sir, 40 Dan's noble mettle, Sherry base; So Dan's the better, though the less, An ounce of gold's worth ten of brass,
As to your spelling, let me see,
has lead on't.
Another' REPLY by the DEAN in DAN
poetafter ? Henceforth acknowledge, that a nose
5 Of thy dimension's fit for profe; But ev'ry one that knows Dan, knows
thy master. Blush for ill spelling, for ill lines, And Ay with hurry to Ramines :
io Thy fame, thy genius now declines,
I hear with some concern you roar,
and posts, Sir. Thy ruin, Tom, I never meant, I'm griev'd to hear your banishment, But pleas d to find you do relent
and cry on. 20 I mauld
you, when you look'd so bluff, But now I'll secret keep your For know, prostration is enough
to th' lion.
Written by the Dean.
Poor Sherry, inglorious,
Petition and greeting.
Your now subdu'd and suppliant Nave
Moft humbly sues for pardon.
Pursu'd and laid me hard on.
Your mercy I rely on.
Will shew yourself a lion.