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UINQUE dies tibi pollicitus me rure fu
Sextilem totum mendax defideror. atqui,
Si me vivere vis fanum recteque valentem;
Dum pueris omnis pater, et matercula pallet;
E PIS TL EVII.
Imitated in the Manner of Dr. SwIFT.
IS true, my Lord, I gave my word,
And W* and H** both in town!
"The Dog-days are no more the cafe."
"Tis true, but Winter comes apace:
My Lord, your Favours well I know;
Juft as a Scotfman does his Plumbs.
' Pray take them, Sir,-Enough's a Feaft: "Eat fome and pocket up the rest
Tam teneor dono, quam fi dimittar onuftus.
Forte per anguftam tenuis vulpecula rimam Repferat in cumeram frumenti; paftaque, rurfus Ire foras pleno tendebat corpore fruftra.
What rob your Boys ? those pretty rogues ! :
35 Be mighty ready to do good; But makes a diff'rence in his thought Betwixt a Guinea and a Groat.
Now this I'll say, you'll find in me A safe Companion, and a free;
40 But if you'd have me always near A word, pray,
in your Honour's ear.
50 A Weasel once made shift to link In at a Corn loft thro' a Chink;
Ver. 50. As when Belindu] A compliment he pays himfelf and the public on his Rape of the Look.