They'll sell to my Grief

As cheap as Neck-beef,
For Counters at Cards to your Wife:

And every Day

Your Children may play
Span-farthing or Toss on the Knife.

Come hither and try,

I'll teach you to buy
A Fot of good Ale for a Farthing:

Come ; Three-pence a Score,

I ask you no more,
And a Fig for the Drapier and * Harding.

When Tradesmen have Gold,

The Thief will be bold,
By Day and by Night for to rob him :

My Copper is such,

No Robber will touch,
And, so you may daintily bob him.

The little Black-guard

Who gets very hard
His Halfpence for cleaning your Shoes :

When his Pockets are cramm'd

With mine, and be d ’d, He may swear he has nothing to lose.

Here's * The Drapicr’s Printer.

Here's Halfpence in Plenty, !

For one you'll have twenty,
Tho' Thousands are not worth a Pudden:

Your Neighbours will think,

When your Pocket cries Chink,
You are grown plaguy rich on a sudden.

You will be my Thankers,

I'll make you my Bankers,
As good as * Ben Burton or Fade :
. For nothing shall pass,

But my pretty Brass,
And then you'll be all of a Trade.

I'm a Son of a Whore,

If I have a Word more
To say in this wretched Condition :

If my Coin will not pass,

I must die like an Ass, And so I conclude my Petition.

· An EPIGRAM on Wood's Brass-Money. +CARTERET was welcom'd on the Shore,

First with the brazen Cannons Roar :

To

To meet him next, the Soldier comes
With brazen Trumps and brazen Drums :
Approaching near the Town, he hears
The brazen Bells falute his Ears :
But when Wood's Brass began to sound,
Guns, Trumpets, Drums, and Bells were

drown'd.

A

An EPIGRAM on the De of C- S. Yes B--dg-s was the Dean's familiar Friend, J y s grows a D-e; their Friendship

here must end. Surely the Dean deserves a fore Rebuke, From knowing James, to say he knows a D-e.

An EPIGRAM on ScoLDING.
C REAT Folks are of a finer Mold;

O Lord! how politely they can scold :
While a coarse English Tongue will itch,
For Whore and Rogue, and Dog and Bitch.

CATULLUS

CATULLUS de LESBIA. T ESBIA mi dicit semper male ; nec tacet

unquam De me ; Lesbia me, dispeream, niß amat. Quo hgno? Quia funt totidem mea : Deprecor

illam
Asiduè ; verum, dispeream, nisi amo.

In English
TESBIA for ever on me rails,

To talk of me she never fails.
Now, hang me, but for all her Art,
I find, that I have gain'd her Heart.
My Proof is thus : I plainly fee,
The Case is just the same with me ;
I curse her every Hour sincerely,
Yet, hang me, but I love her dearly.

Mr. Yafon Hasard, à Woollen-Drapier in

Dublin, put up the Sign of the GOLDEN Fleece, and desired a Motto in Verse. ZASON, the valiant Prince of Greece,

From Colchos brought the Golden Fleece: We comb the Wool, refine the Stuff, For modern Yafons, that's enuff. . Oh! could we tame yon watchful Dragon, ... Old Fafon would have less to brag on. Q 2

The

: The AUTHOR's Manner of Living.
O N rainy Days alone I dine,

Upon a Chick and Pint of Wine.
On rainy Days I dine alone,
And pick my Chicken to the Bone :
But this my Servants much enrages,
No Scraps remain to save Board-wages.
In Weather fine I nothing spend,
But often spunge upon a Friend :
Yet where he's not so rich as I,
I pay my Club, and so God b’y'.. .

VERSES cut by two of the Dean's Friends upon a Pane of Glass in one of his Parlours. A BARD on whom Phæbus his Spirit

bestow'd, Resolving t’acknowledge the Bounty he ow'd, Found out a new Method at once of confefsing, And making the most of so mighty a Blessing; To the God he'd be grateful, but Mortals he'd

chouse, By making his Patron preside in his House, And wisely foresaw his Advantage from thence, That the God wou'd in Honour bear most of th’ Expence : :

So,