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Which is the happier, or the wiser,
A man of Merit, or a Miser?
Whether we ought to chuse our Friends,
For their own Worth, or our own Ends? 150
What good, or better, we may call,
And what, the very best of all ?

Our Friend Dan Prior, told you know)
A Tale extremely à propos:
Name a Town Life, and in a trice,

He had a Story of two Mice.
Once on a time (so runs the Fable)
A Country Mouse, right hospitable,
Receiv'd a Town Mouse at his Board,
Just as a Farmer might a Lord.

160 A frugal Moufe upon the whole, Yet lov'd his Friend, and had a Soul, Knew what was handsome, and would do't, On juft occafion, coute qui coute, He brought him Bacon (nothing lean) 165 Pudding, that might have pleas'd a Dean; Cheese, such as men in Suffolk make, But wish'd it Stilton for his fake; Yet, to his Guest tho' no way sparing, He eat himself the rind and paring

170 Our Courtier scarce could touch a bit, But show'd his Breeding and his Wit; He did his best to seem to eat, And cry'd, “ I vow you're mighty neat. “ But Lord, my Friend, this savage Scene! 175 s6 For God's sake, come, and live with Men : I C3


Mortales animas vivunt fortita, neque ulla eft,
Aut magno aut parvo, leti fuga. quo, bone, circa,
Dum licet, in rebus jucundis vive beatus :
Vive memor quam sis aevi brevis. Haec ubi dicta
Agrestem pepulere, domo levis exsilit: inde
Ambo propositum peragunt iter, urbis aventes
Moenia nocturni subrepere. jamque tenebat
Nox medium coeli spatium, cum ponit uterque
In locuplete domo vestigia : rubro ubi cocco
Tincta super lectos canderet veftis eburnos;
Multaque de magna fupereffent fercula coena,
Quae procul exstructis inerant hefterna canistris.
Ergo ubi purpurea porrectum in vefte locavit
Agrestem ; veluti succinctus cursitat hofpes,
Continuatque dapes: nec non verniliter ipfis
Fungitur officiis, praelibans omne quod affert.


“ Consider, Mice, like Men, must die,
“ Both small and great, both you and I.
“ Then spend your life in Joy and Sport,
“ (This doctrine, Friend, I learnt at Couft ) 180

The veriest Hermit in the Nation
May yield, God knows, to strong temptation.
Away they come, thro' thick and thin,
To a tall house near Lincoln's-Inn;
('Twas on the night of a Debatc,

185 When all their Lordships had sat late.)

Behold the place, where if a Poet Shin'd in Description, he might show it; Tell how the Moon-beam trembling falls, And tips with silver all the walls ;

igo Palladian walls, Venetian doors, Grotesco roofs, and Stucco foors: But let it (in a word) be said, The Moon was up and Men a bed, The Napkins white, the Carpet red : 195 The Guests withdrawn had left the Treat, And down the Mice fate, tête à téte.

Our Courtier walks from dish to dish, Taftes for his Friend of Fowl and Fish; Tells all their names, lays down the law, Que ça eft bon! Ah gouter ça! “ That Jelly's rich, this Malmsey healing, “ Pray, dip your Whiskers and your Tail in." Was ever such a happy Swain ? He stuffs and swills, and stuffs again.

205 “ I'm quite aitan'd-'tis mighty rude 66 To eat so much-but all's so good. I C4

" I have


Ille cubans gaudet mutata forte, bonifque
Rebus agit laetum convivam: cum subito ingens
Valvarum ftrepitus lectis excuffit utrumque.
Currere per totum pavidi conclave; magifque
Exanimes trepidare, fimul domus alta Moloffis
Personuit canibus. tum rufticus, Haud mihi vita
Eft opus hac, ait, et valeas: me sylva, cavusque
Tutus ab infidiis tenui folabitur eryo.

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" I have a thousand thanks to give

Lord alone knows how to live." No sooner said, but from the Hall

210 Rush Chaplain, Butler, Dogs and all : “ A Rat, a Rat! clap to the door The Cat comes bouncing on the floor. O for the heart of Homer's Mice, Or Gods to save them in a trice!

215 (It was by Providence they think, For your damn’d Stucco has no chink.) " An't please your Honour, quoth the Peasant, « This fame Dessert is not so pleasant : “ Give me again my hollow Tree,

220 " A Crust of Bread, and Liberty !

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