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But

you

refolv'd to have your Jeft,

And 'twas a Folly to conteft;

Then fince you have now done your worst,
Pray leave me where you found me first.

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HORACE, LIB. II. SAT. VI. Part of it imitated.

OFTEN wifh'd, that I had clear

I a year,

a

A handfome Houfe to lodge a Friend,
A River at my Garden's End,
A Terras Walk, and half a Rood

Of Land fet out to plant a Wood.

WELL, now I have all this, and more,

I ask not to increase my Store,

136. Quod te per Genium dextramque Deofque Penates Obfecro, & obteftor; vite me redde priori.

1. Hoc erat in votis: modus agri non ita magnus,
Hortus ubi, & tecto vicinus jugis aquæ fons.
Et paulum filva super his foret.

7.

Auctius atque

Di melius fecere.

But fhou'd be perfectly content,

Cou'd I but live on this Side Trent ;
Nor cross the Channel twice a Year,
To spend fix Months with Statemen here.

I MUST by all Means come to Town, 'Tis for the Service of the Crown. "Lewis; the Dean will be of Use, “Send for him up, take no Excufe. The Toil, the Danger of the Seas; Great Ministers ne'er think of these ; Or let it coft Five hundred Pound, No Matter where the Money's found ; It is but fo much more in Debt, And that they ne'er consider'd yet.

"GOOD Mr. Dean go change your Gown, “Let my Lord know you're come to Town.

I hurry me in Haste

away,

Not thinking it is Levee-Day;

And find his Honour in a Pound,

Hemm'd by a triple Circle round,

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Chequer'd with Ribbons blue and green ;
How fhould I thruft myself between ?

17. Sive aquilo radit terras, feu bruma nivalem Interiore diem gyro trabit, ire neceffe eft

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Some

Some Wag obferves me thus perplext,

And fmiling, whispers to the next,
"I thought the D--n had been to proud,
"To juftle here among a Croud."

Another in a furly Fit,

Tells me I have more Zeal than Wit,
"So eager to express your Love,
"You ne'er confider whom you shove,
"But rudely press before a Duke.

I own, I'm pleas'd with this Rebuke,
And take it kindly meant to fhow
What I defire the World should know.

I GET a Whisper, and withdraw When twenty Fools I never faw Come with Petitions fairly penn'd,

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35. Quid vis infane, & quas res agis? improbus urget,

44.

Iratis precibus, tu pulfes omne quod obftat,

Ad Mecanatem memori fi mente recurras.
Hoc juvat, & melli eft, non mentiar.
Aliena negotia centum,

Per caput, & circa faliunt latus.

"To morrow my Appeal comes on,
"Without your Help the Cause is gone
The Duke expects my Lord and you,
About fome great Affair, at Two-
"Put my Lord Bolingbroke in Mind,
"To get my Warrant quickly fign'd :
"Confider 'tis my first Request.
Be fatisfy'd, I'll do my best:
Then presently he falls to teize,

You may for certain, if you please;

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"I doubt not, if his Lordship knew

And Mr. Dean, one Word from you

'Tis (let me fee) three Years and more,

(Qtober next it will be four)

Since HARLEY bid me first attend,

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And chose me for an humble Friend ;
Wou'd take me in his Coach to chat,

And question me of this and that ;

As, "What's a-Clock ?" And, "How's the Wind ? "Whofe Chariot's that we left behind?

Or gravely try to read the Lines

Writ underneath the Country Signs;

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Si vis; potes, addit & inftat.

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63. Septimus octavo proprior jam fugerit annus,
Ex quo Mecanas me cæpit habere fuorum
In numero; duntaxat ad hoc, quem tollere rḥedà
Vellet iter faciens, & cui concredere nugas.

Or,

Or, Have you nothing new to Day

"From Pope, from Parnel, or from Gay?

Such Tattle often entertains

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My Lord and me as far as Stains,

As once a Week we travel down
To Windjor, and again to Town,
Where all that paffes, inter nos,
Might be proclaim'd at Charing Crofs.

YET fome I know with Envy fwell,

Because they see me us'd fo well:

"How think you of our Friend the Dean? "I wonder what fome People mean;

My Lord and he are grown so great,

"Always together, tête à tête,
"What, they adınire him for his Jokes
"See but the Fortune of fome Folks!
There flies about a ftrange Report
Of fome Exprefs arriv'd at Court,
I'm stopp'd by all the Fools I meet,
And catechis'd in ev'ry Street.
"You, Mr. Dean, frequent the great;
"Inform us, will the Emp'ror treat?

81. Subjectior in diem & boram,

Invidia.

89. Frigidus à Roftris manat per compita rumor ; Quicunque obvius eft, me confulit.

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