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And 'twas a Folly to contest ;
HORACE, LIB. II. Sat. VI. Imitated. 53
your worst, me where you found me first.
HORACE, Lib. II. Sat. VI.
Part of it imitated.
Often wilh'd, that I had clear
For Life, fix hundred Pounds a Year,
Well, now I have all this, and more, I ak 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.
Auétius atque 7:
Di melius fecere.
But shou'd be perfectly content,
I must by all Means come to Town,
up, take no Excuse.
« Good Mr. Dean go change your Gown, ---Let
Lord know you're come to Town.
17. Sive aquilo radit terras, seu bruma nivalem
Interiore diem gyro trabit, ire necesse est
Some Wag observes me thus perplext,
shove, " But rudely press before a Duke. I own, I'm pleas'd with this Rebuke, And take it kindly meant to Show What I desire the World Thould know.
I get a Whisper, and withdraw When twenty Fools I never faw Come with Petitions fairly penn'd, Desiring I wou'd stand their friend.
This, humbly offers me his Case
35. Quid vis insane, & quas res agis? improbus urget,
Iratis precibus, tu pulfes omne quod obftat,
Hoc juvat, & melli eft, non mentiar. 44.
Aliena negotia centum,
• To morrow my Appeal comes on,
You may for certain, if you please ; “ I doubt not, if his Lordship knew And Mr. Dean, one Word from
'Tis (let me fee) three Years and more, (QEtober next it will be four) Since Harley bid me first attend, 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 ? " Whose Chariot's that we left behind ?
70 Or gravely try to read the Lines Writ underneath the Country Signs ;
60. și vis; potes, addit & inftat.
Ex quo Mecenas me cæpit habere suorum
Or, Have you nothing new to Day
Yer some I know with Envy swell, Because they see me us'd so well: • How think you of our Friend the Dean? “ I wonder what some people mean ;
My Lord and he are grown fo great, or Always cogether, tête à tête, " What, they adınire him for his Jokes « See but the Fortune of fome Folks ! There Aies about a strange Report Of some Express 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 & horam,
Invidia. 89. Frigidus à Roftris manat per compita rumor ;
Quicunque obvius eji, me confulit.