And what will folks say, if they see you afraid: It reflects upon me; as I knew not my trade: Courage, friend : to.day is your period of sorrow; And things will go better, believe me, to-morrow. Derry down, &c. To-morrow! our hero reply'd in a fright : night. Derry down, &c. Alas ! quoth the squire, howe'er sumptuous the treats Derry down, &c. That I would, quoth the father, and thank you to boot : Derry down, &c. Then turning about to the hangman, he said ; Derry down, &c. Α Ν Ε Ρ Ι Τ Α Ρ Η:. Stet quicunque volet potens Seneca NTER'D beneath this marble stone, Lie faunt'ring Jack, and idle Joan. Their moral and oeconomy Ε Μ Slothful disorder fill'd his stable ; They paid the church and parish rate . No man's defects fought they to know ; They neither added, nor confounded They neither wanted, nor abounded. Each Christmas they accounts did clear ;; And wound their bottom round the year. Nor tear, nor smile. did they imploy At news of public grief, or joy. When bells were rung, and bonfires made If ask'd, they ne'er deny'd their aid : Their jugg was to the ringers carry'd ; Whoever either dy'd, or marry'd. Their billet at the fire was found ; Who ever was depos'd, or crown'd. Nor good, nor bad, nor fools, nor wife, They would not learn, nor could advise : Without love, hatreds joy, or fear, HORACE Lib. I. Epist. IX. Septimius, Claudi, nimirum intelligit unus, IM I TAT E D. To the Right Honourable Mr. HARLEY. EÅR Dick, howe'er it comes into his head, Believes as firmly as he does his creed, That you and I, Sir, are extremely great ; Tho' I plain Mat, you minister of State. One word from me, without all doubt, he says, · Wou'd fix his fortune in some litile place. Thus better than myself, it seems, he knows, How far my interest with my patron goes ; And answering all objections I can make, Still plunges deeper in his dear mistake. From this wild fancy, Sir, there may proceed One wilder yet, which I forefee, and dread ;, That I, in fact, a real interest have,. Which to my own advantage I wou'd save, And, with the usual courtier's trick, intend To serve myself, forgetful of my friend. To fhun this censure, I all shame lay by: And make my reason with his will.comply i Hoping for my excuse, 'twill be confest, 1. The full extremes of nature's force we find; II. He chews revenge, abjuring his offence : III. Infix'd, our dauntlefs Briton scarce perceives: The wounds his country from his death must feel, The Patriot views; for those alone he griezes. |