Of sparrows tam'd, and nuts innumerable
To choke the girls, and to consume a rabble?
But you, who are a scholar, know
How transient all things are below,
How prone to change is human life!
Last night arriv'd Clem * and his wife-
This grand event has broke our measures:
Their reign began with cruel seizures:
The Dean must with his quilt supply
The bed in which those tyrants lie:
Nim lost his wig-block, Dan his jordan,
(My lady says, she can't afford one)
George is half scar'd out of his wits,
For Clem gets all the dainty bits.
Henceforth expect a different survey,
This house will soon turn topsyturvy:
They talk of further alterations,
Which causes many speculations.
* Mr Clement Barry, called, in the notes appended to "G liveriana," chief favourite and governor of Gaulstown.
WOULD that Delville I d
you
Believe me, Sir, I will not gi
For who would be satirical
Upon a thing so very small?
You scarce upon the borde
Before you're at the very cen
A single crow can make it ni
When o'er your farm she take
Yet, in this narrow compass,
Observe a vast variety;
Both walks, walls, meadows, a
Windows and doors, and room
And hills and dales, and wood
And hay, and grass, and corn,
All to your haggard brought s
Without the mowing or the rea
Arazor, though to say't I'm lo
you and
This was not Swift's, but written
WOULD you that Delville I describe?
Believe me, Sir, I will not gibe :
For who would be satirical
Upon a thing so very small?
You scarce upon the borders enter,
Before you're at the very centre.
A single crow can make it night,
When o'er your farm she takes her flight:
Yet, in this narrow compass, we
Observe a vast variety;
Both walks, walls, meadows, and parterres,
Windows and doors, and rooms and stairs,
And hills and dales, and woods and fields,
And hay, and grass, and corn, it yields;
All to your haggard brought so cheap in,
Without the mowing or the reaping :
A razor, though to say't I'm loth,
Would shave you and your meadows both.
* This was not Swift's, but written by Dr Sheridan.-S.
Built a house he was sure
himself.
This enrag'd god Apollo, wh
And bid him go ask what his
Some foe to my empire has b
Ts of dreadful portent when a
Tell him, Hermes, from me,
mine,
have sworn by the Styx, to d
wherever he lives, the Mus
d the Muses, he knows, have
Dullt a mouse пе was sure would поги попе Dul
This enrag'd god Apollo, who Mercury sent,
And bid him go ask what his votary meant?
"Some foe to my empire has been his adviser:
'Tis of dreadful portent when a poet turns miser!
Tell him, Hermes, from me, tell that subject of
mine,
I have sworn by the Styx, to defeat his design;
For wherever he lives, the Muses shall reign;
And the Muses, he knows, have a numerous train."
Scripsit Jun. Ann. Dom. 1723.
ECCE ingens fragmen scopuli, quod vertice summo
Desuper, impendet, nullo fundamine nixum
Decidit in fluctus: maria undique et undique saxa
Horrisono stridore tonant, et ad æthera murmur
Erigitur; trepidatque suis Neptunus in undis.
Nam, longâ venti rabie, atque aspergine crebrâ
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