Alas, Sir, I had no defign,

But was unwarily drawn in ;

For fpite I ne'er had any.

"Twas the damn'd 'fquire with the hard name; The de'il too that ow'd me a fhame,

The devil and Delany ;

They tempted me t'attack your Highness,
And then, with wonted wile and fliness,
They left me in the lurch.
Unhappy wretch! for now I ween,
I've nothing left to vent my spleen
But ferula and birch;

And they, alas, yield fmall relief,
Seem rather to renew my grief,

My wounds bleed all anew :
For ev'ry stroke goes to my heart,
And at each lash I feel the smart

Of lash laid on by you.

TOM MULLINIX and DICK.

TOM

OM and Dick had equal fame, And both had equal knowledge; Tom could write and spell his name,

But Dick had seen the college.

Dick a coxcomb, Tom was mad,
And both alike diverting ;
Tom was held the merrier lad,
But Dick the best at farting.

Dick would cock his nose in scorn,
But Tom was kind and loving;
Tom a footboy bred and born,

But Dick was from an oven.

Dick could neatly dance a jig,
But Tom was beft at borees;
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Tom would pray for ev'ry Whig,

And Dick curfe all the Tories.
Dick would make a woful noise,

And fcold at an election;
Tom huzza'd the blackguard boys,
And held them in fubjection.
Tom could move with lordly grace,
Dick nimbly skip the gutter;
Tom could talk with folemn face,
But Dick could better sputter.
Dick was come to high renown

Since he commenc'd physician;
Tom was held by all the town

The deeper politician.
Tom had the genteeler swing,

His hat could nicely put on ;
Dick knew better how to swing
His cane upon a button.

Dick for repartee was fit,

And Tom for deep difcerning; Dick was thought the brighter wit, But Tom had better learning.

Dick with zealous no's and ay's

Could roar as loud as Stentor,

In the house 'tis all he fays;

But Tom is eloquenter.

DICK, A MAGGOT.

As when from rooting in a bin,

All powder'd o'er from tail to chin,

A lively maggot fallies out,
You know him by his hazel fnout:
So when the grandfon of his grandfire
Forth iffues wriggling, Dick Drawcanfir,

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With powder'd rump, and back and fide,
You cannot blench his tawny hide;

For 'tis beyond the power of meal

The gypfey vifage to conceal :
For, as he shakes his wainscot chops,
Down ev'ry mealy atom drops,
And leaves the tartar phiz, in show
Like a fresh t- d just dropt on fnow.

CLAD ALL IN BROWN.

Imitated from COWLEY.

TO DICK.

FOULEST brute that stinks below,

Why in this brown doft thou appear ?
For, wouldst thou make a fouler show,
Thou must go naked all the year.
Fresh from the mud a wallowing fow
Would then be not so brown as thou.
'Tis not the coat that looks fo dun;

His hide emits a foulness out;
Not one jot better looks the fun

Seen from behind a dirty clout :
So t―ds within a glass inclose,
The glafs will feem as brown as those.
Thou now one heap of foulness art,
All outward and within is foul;

Condensed filth in ev'ry part,

Thy body's clothed like thy foul;..
Thy foul, which, through thy hide of buff,
Scarce glimmers like a dying fnuff.

Old carted bawds fuch garments wear,
When pelted all with dirt they fhine;

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Such their exalted bodies are,

As fhrivel'd and as black as thine.

If thou wert in a cart, I fear

Thou wouldst be pelted worse than they're.

Yet when we see thee thus array'd,

The neighbours think, it is but just, That thou shouldst take an honest trade, And weekly carry out the duft.

Of cleanly houfes who will doubt,

When Dick cries, Duft to carry out?

DICK's Variety.

ULL uniformity in fools

DULL

I hate, who gape and fneer by rules.

You, Mullinix, and flobb'ring C

Who ev'ry day and hour the fame are ;
That vulgar talent I despise

Of piffing in the rabble's eyes.
And when I listen to the noife
Of idiots roaring to the boys;
To better judgments still submitting,
I own I fee but little wit in :

Such paftimes, when our tafte is nice,
Can please at most but once or twice.

BUT then confider Dick, you'll find
His genius of fuperior kind;
He never muddles in the dirt,

Nor fcow'rs the ftreets without a fhirt;
Tho' Dick, I dare prefume to fay,
Could do fuch feats as well as they.
Dick I could venture ev'ry where,
Let the boys pelt him if they dare;
He'd have 'em try'd at the affizes
For priests and Jefuits in difguifes;

Swear they were with the Swedes at Bender,
And lifting troops for the pretender.

BUT Dick can fart, and dance, and frisk,
No other monkey half fo brifk; -

Now has the Speaker by the ears,
Next moment in the house of peers ;
Now fcolding at my Lady Eustace,
Or thrashing Babby in her new stays.
Prefto begone; with t'other hop
He's powd'ring in a barber's fhop;
Now at the antechamber thrufting
His.nofe to get the circle just in,
And damns his blood, that in the rear
He fees one fingle Tory there:
Then, woe be to my Lord Lieutenant,
Again he'll tell him, and again on'tā

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Part of the 9th ode of the fourth book of HoRACE, addreffed to Dr WILLIAM KING, late: Lord Archbishop of DUBLIN.

Paulum fepulta, &c. VIRTUE conceal'd within our breast, Is inactivity at beft:

But never fhall the mufe endure.

To let your virtues lie obfcure,
Or fuffer envy to conceal
Your labours for the public weal.
Within your breast all wifdom lies;
Either to govern or advise;
Your fteddy foul preferves her frame
In good and evil times the fame.
Pale Avarice, and lurking Fraud
Stand in your facred prefence aw'd ;'
Your hand alone from gold, abstains,
Which drags the flavish world in chains

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