And, difencumber of us dat,
No danger dreads on the nat
Defpifeth rapparees, and miles

Safe through the Newry nountant ines
Lindfay, is cu har et ne 11,

To ftate this question per and an.
My fatire may offend, tice;
However, it concerns act I
I own, there may, in every dat,
Perhaps, be found one icnet na -
Yet link them clete, in this they jump,
To be but raícals in the lamp
Imagine Lindfay at the bar,

He's much the fame his brethren are;
Well taught by practice to imbibe
The fundamentals of his tribe:
And, in his client's juft defence,
Muft deviate oft from common fenfe;
And make his ignorance difcerned,
Το
get
the name of Council Learned

(As lucus comes à non lucendo),
And wifely do as other men do:
But fhift him to a better scene,
Among his crew of rogues in grain ;
Surrounded with companions fit,
To tafte his humour, fenfe, and wit;
You'd fwear he never took a fee,
Nor knew in law his A, B, C.

'Tis hard, where dulnefs over-rules, To keep good fense in crowds of fools.

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And we admire the
His honefty in crow.
Nor yields up virtue.
To villains of his ov
Lindsay, you know
In both, yet hardly i
And will you ventur
To fit among that ve
That pack of mimic
Abandon'd, ftupid, f.
For, as the rabble da
The fool who scramb
Who for his pains is
Drawn through the di
You must expect the
Scrambling with rogue
Muft lose the honour
Your numerous virtu
Disclaim for ever all i
To common honefty a
And join in friendship
To M-1, C—y, and

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And we admire the man, who faves
His honesty in crowds of knaves;
Nor yields up virtue, at difcretion,
To villains of his own profeffion.
Lindsay, you know what pains you take
In both, yet hardly fave your stake;
And will you venture both anew,
To fit among that venal crew,
That pack of mimic legiflators,
Abandon'd, ftupid, flavish praters!
For, as the rabble daub and rifle
The fool who scrambles for a trifle;
Who for his pains is cuff'd and kick'd,
Drawn through the dirt, his pockets pick'd
You must expect the like difgrace,
Scrambling with rogues to get a place;
Must lose the honour you have gain'd,
Your numerous virtues foully ftain'd;
Difclaim for ever all pretence

To common honefty and fenfe;

And join in friendship with a strict tye,
To M-1, C-y, and Dick Tighe*.

*This gentleman, who was a privy counsellor, incurred the fevere difpleasure of the Dean, who has taken feveral opportunities of cenfuring him. N.

A DIALOGUE

BETWEEN

AN EMINENT LAWYER*,

AND

DR. JONATHAN SWIFT, D. S. P. D.

In ALLUSION to HORACE, Book II. Sat. 1. "Sunt quibus in Satira, &c."

DR. SWIFT.

SINCE there are perfons who complain
There's too much fatire in my vein ;

That I am often found exceeding

The rules of raillery and breeding;

With too much freedom treat my betters,
Not sparing even men of letters :
You, who are skill'd in lawyers' lore,
What's your advice? Shall I give o'er?
Nor ever fools or knaves expose

Either in verfe or humourous profe;
And, to avoid all future ill,