I fond of my well-chofen feat, My pictures, medals, books complete. Or, should we mix our friendly talk, Which thy own hand had whilom planted, 550 Both pleas'd with all we thought we wanted: Yet then, ev'n then, one cross reflection Would spoil thy grove, and my collection: 555 560 The near relations whom I love? And my coz Tom, or his coz Mary, (Who hold the plough, or skim the dairy) 565 My favourite books and pictures fell To Smart, or Doiley, by the ell? Kindly throw in a little figure, And fet the price upon the bigger? Those who could never read the grammar, When my dear volumes touch the hammer, 0 2 570 575 May May be thrown in; and, for the metal, The coin may mend a tinker's kettle— Tir'd with these thoughts-Lefs tir'd than I, 580 585 And must we spectacles apply, To view what hurts our naked eye? To make me merrier than I am, 595 I'll be all night at your devotion Come on, friend; broach the pleafing notion: But, if you would deprefs my thought, Your fyftem is not worth a groat For Plato's fancies what care I? To heathens in his native Greek, 600 605 ༔= If to be fad is to be wife, I do most heartily despise Or Tully writ, or Wanley read. * Dear Drift, to fet our matters right, 610 * Mr. Prior's Secretary and Executor. 03 SOLOMON Ο Βίος γὰρ ὄνομ ̓ ἔχει, πόνος δ ̓ ἔργῳ πέλεια EUREP Siquis Deus mihi largiatur, ut ex hac ætate repu erafcam, & in cunis vagiam, valde recufem." 66 Cic. de Senect "The bewailing of man's miferies hath been elegantly and "copioufly fet forth by many in the writings as well "of Philofophers as Divines; and is both a pleasant and a profitable contemplation." BACON |