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Why, then it was, I do assert,
He hop'd to have a Lucky Hit,
I think, for all your Jokes, • His Claim as good as other Folks.
• Must we the Drapier then forget ? 95 Is not our Nation in his Debt ? < 'Twas he that writ the Drapier's Letters ! He should have left them for his Betters; We had an hundred abler Men, Nor need depend upon his Pen.
Ιοο Say what
will about his Reading, You never can defend his Breeding ! Who, in his Satyrs running Riot, Could never leave the World in Quiet ; Attacking, when he took the Whim,
105 Court, City, Camp, all one to him.
But, why would he, except he hobber'd, Offend our Patriot, Great Sir * Robert,
Sir Robert Walpole, Prime Minister of State to King GEORGE I. and II, made Earl of Orford 1742-3.
Whose Councils and the Sov'reign Pow'r,
If he makes Mankind bad as Elves,
It must be ridiculd or lapid.'
If you refent it, Who's to blame? · He neither knew you, nor your Names • Should Vice expect to 'scape Rebuke, « Because its Owner is a Duke ? « Vice is a Vermin; Sportfmen fay, * No Vermin can demand fair Play,' But ev'ry Hand may justly flay.
envy not the Wits, who write Merely to gratify their Spite ; Thus did the Dean; his only Scope 130 Was, to be held a Misanthrope. This into gen’ral Odium drew him, Which, if he lik’d, much Good may't do bim :
This gave him Enemies in Plenty,
But who could charge him, to his Face, That e'er he cring'd to Men in Place? 145 • His Principles, of ancient Date,
Ill fuit with those profess’d of late : « The Pope, or Calvin, he'd oppose, . And thought they Both were equal Foes : (That Church and State had suffer'd more 150
By Calvin, than the Scarlet Whore : • Thought Popifo and Fanatick Zeal . Both bitter Foes to Britain's Weal.
The Pope would of our Faith bereave us
But still our Monarchy would leave us.155 · Not so, the vile Fanatick Crew;
That ruin'd Church and Monarch too,
Suppofing these Reflections just;
• Who saw this Factious Tribe caress'd,
< Whole Swarms of Seets, with Grief, he
saw, More favour'd than the Church by Law. Thought Protestant too good a Name, 170 · For canting Hypocrites to claim, · Whose Protestation hides a Sting • Destructive to the Church and King : - Which might as well, in his Opinion, Become an Atheit, or Socinian,
A Protestant's a special Clinker • It serves for Sceptick and Free-thinker,
It ferves for Stubble, Hay, and Wood, • For ev'ry Thing --but what it should."
What Writings has he left behind - 180
All scribbled in the Worst of Times,
• Sir, our Accounts are diff'rent quite, • And
your Conje&tures are not right; 195 'Tis plain, his Writings were design'd • To please, and to reform Mankind;
And, if he often miss'd his Aim, « The World must own it, to their Shame;
The Praise is His, and Theirs the Blame.
· Then, since
dread no further Lashes, • You freely may forgive his Ashes.'