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The first part imitated in the Year 1714, by Dr. Swift; the latter Part now first added.
'VE often wilh'd that I had clear
For life, fix hundred pounds a year,
C erat in votis ; modus agri non ita magnus,
Hortuş ubi, & tetto vicinus jugis aquæ fons, Et paulum sylve super bis foret : quétius atque
Well, now I have all this and more, I ask not to encrease
my • But here a Grievance seems to lie, • All this is mine but till I die ;
I can't but think 'twou'd found more clever, • To ine and to my
Heirs for ever.
And to be kept in my right wits.
Dii melius fecere : bene eft: nil amplius oro,
* And let me in these shades compose
Something in Verse as true as Prose;
In short, I'm perfectly content,
I must by all means come to town,
take no excuse.
6 Good Mr. Dean go change your gown, « Let
Lord know you're come to town.
Ergo ubi me in montes & in arcem ex urbe removi,