"Then spend your life in Joy and Sport, "(This doctrine, Friend, I learnt at Court.) The verieft Hermit in the Nation May yield, God knows, to ftrong temptation. 185 To a tall houfe near Lincoln's-Inn ; Dum licet, in rebus jucundis vive beatus: 190 195 mă 200 Our Our Courtier skips from dish to dish, "That Jelly's rich, this Malmsey healing, He ftuffs and fwills, and stuffs again. No fo fooner faid, but from the Hall Rush Chaplain, Butler, Dogs and all : "A Rat, a Rat! clap to the door The Cat comes bouncing on the floor. O for the heart of Homer's Mice, Or Gods to fave them in a trice! (It was by Providence they think, your damn'd Stucco has no chink.) For Ergo ubi purpurea porrectum in vefte locavit 205 210 215 220 "Now "Now please your Honour, quoth the Peafant, "This fame Deffert is not so pleasant : "Give me again my hollow Tree, "A Cruft of Bread, and Liberty! Perfonuit canibus. Tum rufticus, "Haud mibi vita "Eft opus bac, ait, & valeas: me fylva cavufque "Tutus ab infidiis tenui folabitur ervo. |