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Dar'st thou defile these sacred groves,
These silent seats of faithful loves 2
Begone, with flagging wings set down
On some old penthouse near the town ;
In brewers’ stables peck thy grain,
Then wash it down with puddled rain;
And hear thy dirty offspring squall
From bottles on a suburb wall.
Where thou hast been, return again,
Wile bird thou hast convers'd with men ;
Notions like these from men are given,
Those vilest creatures under Heaven.
To cities and to courts repair,
Flattery and falsehood flourish there;
There all thy wretched arts employ,
Where riches triumph over joy;
Where passion does with interest barter,
And IIymen holds by Mammon's charter;
Where truth by point of law is parried,
And knaves and prudes are six times married.


O DEAREST daughter," of two dearest friends, To thee my muse this little tale commends. Loving and lov’d, regard thy future mate, Long love his person, though deplore his fate ;

1 Lady Margaret Cavendish Harley

Seem young when old in thy dear husband's arms,
For constant virtue has immortal charms.
And, when I lie low sepulchred in earth,
And the glad year returns thy day of birth,
Vouchsafe to say, “Ere I could write or spell,
The bard, who from my cradle wish'd me well,
Told me I should the prating sparrow blame,
And bad me imitate the turtle's flame.”


IsiNG not old Jason, who travell'd through Greece,
To kiss the fair maids, and possess the rich Fleece;
Nor sing I Æneas, who, led by his mother,
Got rid of one wife, and went far for another.
Derry down, down, hey derry down.

1 Down-Hall is in the county of Essex. It is three miles south-east from IIatfield Broad Oak Church, most beautifully seated on a rising ground, above a stream which runs through Hatfield town, having a fine prospect over the adjacent country. It was purchased for Mr. Prior by his generous friend Lord Harley, and after his death, that nobleman made many great improvements in it of vistoes, plantations, &c. and resided at it himself many years of his life. It now is, or was very lately, in the occupation of William Selwyn, Esq.


Nor him who through Asia and Europe did roam,
Ulysses by name, who ne'er cried to go home,
But rather desir'd to see cities and men,
Than return to his farms, and converse with old Pen.

Hang Homer and Virgil their meaning to seek,
A man must have pok'd into Latin and Greek;
Those who love their own tongue, we have reason
to hope,
Have read them translated by Dryden and Pope.

But I sing of exploits that have lately been done By two British heroes, called Matthew and John :* And how they rid friendly from fine London town, Fair Essex to see, and a place they call Down.

Now ere they went out you may rightly suppose How much they discours'd both in prudence and prose; [certed, For, before this great journey was thoroughly conFull often they met, and as often they parted.

And thus Matthew said, Look you here, my friend Ifairly have travell'd years thirty and one; [John, And, though I still carried my sovereign's warrants, I only have gone upon other folks' errands.

And now in this journey of life I would have
A place where to bait,'twixt the court and the grave:

1 Mr. Prior, and Mr. John Morley, of Halstead.

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Where joyful to live, not unwilling to die—
Gadzooks! I have just such a place in my eye.

There are gardens so stately, and arbours so thick,
A portal of stone, and a fabric of brick:

The matter next week shall be all in your power:
But the money, gadzooks' must be paid in an hour.

For things in this world must by law be made cer-
We both must repair unto Oliver Martin; stain :
For he is a lawyer of worthy renown,
I’ll bring you to see, he must fix you at Down.

Quoth Matthew, I know, that, from Berwick to
You've sold all our premises over and over:
And now, if your buyers and sellers agree,
You may throw all our acres into the South Sea.

But a word to the purpose: to-morrow, dear friend,
We'll see, what to night you so highly commend;
And, if with a garden and house I am blest,
Let the Devil and Coningsby" go with the rest.

Then answer'd Squire Morley; Pray get a calash,
Thatin summer may burn,and in winter may splash;

1 Lord Coningsby was one of the members of the Committee of the Privy Council, who examined Mr. Prior at the accession of George I. From the account given by Mr. Prior of what then passed, he appears to have been very ungenteelly and roughly treated by that nobleman.


I love dirt and dust; and 'tis always my pleasure, To take with me much of the soil that I measure.

But Matthew thought better: for Matthew thought
And hired a chariot so trim and so tight, [pass:
That extremes both of winter and summer might
For one window was canvas, the other was glass.

Draw up, quoth friend Matthew ; pull down, quoth
friend John,
We shall be both hotter and colder anon.
Thus talking and scolding, they forward did speed;
And Ralpho pac’d by, under Newman the Swede.

Into an old inn did this equipage roll,

At a town they call Hodson, the sign of the Bull, Near a nymph with an urn, that divides the high And into a puddle throws mother of tea. [way,

Come here, my sweet landlady, pray how d'ye do? Where is Cicily so cleanly, and Prudence, and Sue? And where is the widow that dwelt here below 2 And the ostler that sung about eight years ago?

And where is your sister, so mild and so dear?
Whose voice to her maids like a trumpet was clear.
By my troth ! she replies, you grow younger, I
And pray, Sir, what wine does the gentleman drink?

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