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And not to every one that comes,
the things you never care for, med
Now this I'll say, you'll find in me
Tu me fecisfi locupletem : “Vefcere fodes.
Jam fatis eft. * At tu quantum vis tolle. Benigne. “ Nón invisa feres pueris munuscula parvis. Tam teneor dono quam fi dimittar onuftus. “ Ut libet : hæc porcis hodie comedenda relinques. Prodigus & ftultus donat quee fpernit & odit : Har
jeges ingratos tulit, & feret omnibus annis. Vir bonus & fapiens dignis ait elle paratus ; Nec tamen ignorat quid diffent æra lupinis.
Dignum præftabo me etiam pro laude merentis.
But if you'd have me always near
50 A Weasel once made thift to flink In at a Corn-loft thro? ai Chink ; But having amply stuffd his skin, Cou'd not get out as he got in : Which one belonging to the House.
55 ('Twas not a Man, it was a Mouse) Observing, cry'd, “You scape not so, « Lean as you came, Sir, you must go."
Sir, you may spare your Application, I'm no such Beast, nor his Relation ;
Forte per angufiam tenais nitedula rimam
Nor one that Temperance advance,
may make me none of mine.
- just as you see I do ;
Nec fomnum plebis laudo, fatur altilium, nec
Parvum parva decent: mihi jam non regia Roma,
To set this matter full before
you, Our old Friend Swift will tell his Story.
“ Harley, the Nation's great Support," But you may read it, I stop thort.
Strennus & fortis rebus Philippus agendis, &c.