Графични страници
PDF файл
ePub

In return to her fcorn, I sent her diseases ;
But will now be her friend, whenever the pleases:
And the gifts I bestow'd her will find her a lover, 105
Though the lives to be grey as a badger all over.

An ELEGY on the much lamented death of

of Mr. DEMAR, the famous rich usurer, who died the 6th of July 1720 *.

Written in the year 1720.

K Nnow all men by these presents, Death the tamer

By mortgage hath secur'd the corpse of Demar; Nor can four hundred thousand Sterling pound. Redeem him from his prison under ground. His heirs might well, of all his wealth pofleft, 5 Bestow to bury him one iron chest. Plutus the god of wealth will joy to know His faithful steward in the shades below.. He walk'd the streets, and wore a threadbare cloak; He din'd and fupp'd at charge of other folk : And by his looks, had he held out his palms, He might be thought an object fit for alms; So, to the poor if he refus'd his pelf, He us’d them full as kindly as himself.

Where'er he went, he never saw his betters; 15. Lords, knights, and 'squires, were all his humble

debtors;

IO

* This elegy was a subject started and partly executed in company, confisting of Swift and siella, and a few friends. Every one threw in a hint; and S:ella's were the 31st, 32d, 33d, and 34: h lines.

[blocks in formation]

And under hand and seal the Irish nation
Were force'd to own to him their obligation.

He that could once have half a kingdom bought,
In half a minute is not worth a groat.

20
His coffers from the coffin could not fave
Nor all his int'rest keep him from the grave.
A golden monument would not be right,
Because we wish the earth upon him light.

Oh London tavern * ! thou hast lost a friend, 25
Tho' in thy walls he ne'er did farthing spend :
He touch'd the pence when others touch'd the pot;
The hand that lign'd the mortgage paid the shot.

Old as he was, no vulgar known disease
On him could ever boast a power to seise ;

30
But as his gold he weigh’d, grim death in fpight
Caft in his dart, which made three moidores light;
And as he saw his darling money fail,
Blew his last breath to fink the lighter scale.
He who so long was current, 'twould be strange 35
If he should now be cry'd down since his change.

The sexton shall green fods on thee bestow:
Alas! the fexton is thy banker now.
A dismal banker must that banker be,
Who gives no bills but of mortality *.

[ocr errors][ocr errors]

* A tavern in Dublin where Demar kept his office. + See an epitapla on this miser, vol. vit. p. 301.

The

[ocr errors][merged small][merged small]

I
THE
HE bold incroachers on the deep

Gain by degrees huge tracts of land,
Till Neptune with one general sweep

Turns all again to barren strand.

II.

5

IO

1

The multitude's capricious pranks

Are said to represent the seas;
Which breaking bankers and the banks,
Resume their own whene'er they please.

Ill..
Money,, the life-blood of the nation,

Corrup:s and itagnates in the veins,
Unless a proper circulation
Its motion and its heat maintains,

IV.:-
Because 'tis lorldly not to pay,..

Quakers and aldermen in itate
Like peers:have levees ev'ry day
Of duns attending at their gate.

v.
want our money on the nail;
The banker's ruin'd if he pays :
They seem to act an ancient tale ;
The birds are met to strip the jays..

VI.
Riches, the wifeft monarch + fings,

"Make pinions for themfelves to fly:"

15.

We

20

t.Solsmon.

E. 3.

They

25

33

They fly like bats on parchment wings,
And geese their silver plumes fupply.

VII.
No money left for fquand'ring heirs !

Bills turn the leaders into debtors :
The wish of Nero now is theirs,
That they had never known their letters

VIII.
Conceive the works of midnight-hags,

Tormenting fools behind their backs :
Thus bankers o'er their bills and bags
Sit fqueezing images of wax t.

IX.
Conceive the whole inchantment broke;

The witches left in open air,
With

power no more than other folk, Expos'd with all their magic ware.

X.
So powerful are a bankers bills,

Where creditors demand their due ;
They break up counters, doors, and tills,
And leave the empty chests in view.

XI.
Thus when an earthquake lers in light,

Upon the god of gold and hell,
Unable to endure the fight,
He hides within his darkest cell..

XII.
As when a conj’rer takes a lease

From Satan for a term of years,
The tenant's in a disinal cafe,

Whene'er the bloody bond | appears.

35

40

45

* It is f:id of Nero, that when he first came to the imperial dige niy from the tutorage of Seneca, being asked to sign a warrant for an execution, he wified he could not write.

+ Witches were tabled to torinent the al fent, by roasting or otherwie il creating their images in wax.

| Thefe cuntracts were always fupposed to be signed with blood.

XIII. A

50

55

XIII.
A baited banker thus defponds,

From his own hand foresees his fall; They have his soul who have his bonds; *l'is like the writing on the wall *.

XIV.
How will the caitiff wretch be scar'd,

When firit he finds himself awake
At the last trumpet, unprepar’d,
And all his grand account to make?

XV.
For in that univerfal call

Few bankers will to heav'n be mounters :
They'll cry, Ye thops upon us fall,
Conceal and cover us, ye counters:

XVI.
When other hands the scales shall hold,

And they in men and angels fight
Produce'd with all their bills and gold,

Weigh'd in the balance, and found light,

60

The DESCRIPTION of an IRISH FEAST,

translated almost literally out of the original Irish,

Translated in the year 1720.

Rourk’s noble fare

Will ne'er be forgot,
By those who were there,

Or those who were not,

* Mene mene tekel upharfia.

« ПредишнаНапред »