They'll fell to my Grief As cheap as Neck-beef, For Counters at Cards to your Wife: Your Children may play Come hither and try, I'll teach you to buy And a Fig for the Drapier and * Harding. When Tradefmen have Gold, The Thief will be bold, By Day and by Night for to rob him: No Robber will touch, The little Black-guard Who gets very hard His Halfpence for cleaning your Shoes: He may swear he has nothing to lose. * The Drapier's Printer. Here's Here's Halfpence in Plenty, For one you'll have twenty, You will be my Thankers, I'll make you my Bankers, 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: I muft die like an Afs, An EPIGRAM on Wood's Brafs-Money. +CART ARTERET was welcom'd on the Shore, Two famous Bankers. + Lord Lieutenant of Ireland. VOL. VIII. To 1 To meet him next, the Soldier comes But when Wood's Brass began to found, Guns, Trumpets, Drums, and Bells were drown'd. An EPIGRAM on the D-e of CS. -s B--dg-s was the Dean's familiar Friend, J-s grows a D-e; their Friendship here muft end. Surely the Dean deserves a fore Rebuke, G An EPIGRAM on SCOLDING. ; REAT Folks are of a finer Mold L CATULLUS de LESBIA. ESBIA mi dicit femper male; nec tacet unquam De me; Lesbia me, difpeream, nifi amat. Quo figno? Quia funt totidem mea: Deprecor illam Affiduè; verum, difpeream, nifi amo. In English. LESBIA for ever on me rails, To talk of me she never fails. Mr. Jafon Haard, a Woollen-Drapier in Dublin, put up the Sign of the GOLDEN FLEECE, and defired a Motto in Verfe. JASON ASON, the valiant Prince of Greece, The The AUTHOR'S Manner of Living. N rainy Days alone I dine, Upon a Chick and Pint of Wine. And pick my Chicken to the Bone: my No Scraps remain to fave Board-wages. fo 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 Phebus his Spirit bestow'd, Refolving t'acknowledge the Bounty he ow'd, Found out a new Method at once of confeffing, And making the most of so mighty a Bleffing; To the God he'd be grateful, but Mortals he'd choufe, By making his Patron prefide in his House, And wifely forefaw his Advantage from thence, That the God wou'd in Honour bear most of th' Expence : So, |