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I’ve the humanity to hate
A butcher, though he brings me meat;
And, let me tell you, have a nose
(Whatever stinking Fops suppose,)
That under cloth of gold or tissue
Can smell a plaster or an issue.
Your pilfring lord, with simple pride,
May wear a picklock at his side;
My master wants no key of state,
For Bounce can keep his house and gate.
When all such dogs have had their days,
As knavish Pams, and fawning Trays;
When pamper'd Cupids, beastly Venis,
And motley, squinting Harlequinis",
Shall lick no more their ladies br—,
But die of looseness, claps, or itch;
Fair Thames, from either echoing shore,
Shall hear and dread my manly roar.
See Bounce, like Berecynthia crown'd
With thund'ring offspring all around;
Beneath, beside me, and at top,
A hundred sons, and not one fop !
Before my children set your beef,
Not one true Bounce will be a thief
Not one without permission feed
(Though some of j—n's hungry breed:)
But, whatsoe'er the father's race,
From me they suck a little grace:
While your fine whelps learn all to steal,
Bred up by hand on chick and veal.
My eldest born resides not far,
Where shines great Strafford's glittering star:

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My second (child of fortune') waits
At Burlington's Palladian gates:
A third majestically stalks
(Happiest of dogs') in Cobham's w
One ushers friends to Bathurst's door
One fawns, at Oxford's, on the poor.
Nobles, whom arms or arts adorn,
Wait for my infants yet unborn.
None but a peer of wit and grace
Can hope a puppy of my race.
And, O would fate the bliss decree
To mine (a bliss too great for me!)
That two my tallest sons might grace.
Attending each with stately pace,
Iulus' side, as erst Evander's ",
To keep off flatterers, spies and pan
To let no noble slave come near
And scare lord Fannys from his ear:
Then might a royal youth, and true,
Enjoy at least a friend–or two ;
A treasure which, of royal kind,
Few but himself deserve to find.
Then Bounce ('tis all that Bounce
Shall wag her tail within the grave.
And though no doctors, whig or tory
Except the sect of Pythagoreans,
Have immortality assign'd
To any beast but Dryden's hind f :
Yet master Pope, whom Truth and
Shall call their friend some ages hen

* Virgil, AEneid 8. + “A milk white hind, immortal and ur

Hind

Though now on loftier themes he sings,
Than to bestow a word on kings,
Has sworn by Styx, the poet's oath,
And dread of dogs and poets both,
Man and his works he'll soon renounce,
And roar in numbers worthy Bounce.

ON THE COUNTESS OF BURLINGTON CUTTING PAPER.

PALLAS grew vap'rish once and odd;
She would not do the least right thing,

Either for goddess or for god,
Nor work, nor play, nor paint, nor sing.

Jove frown'd, and “Use (he cried) those eyes
“So skilful, and those hands so taper;

“Do something exquisite and wise—”
She bow'd, obey'd him, and cut paper.

This vexing him who gave her birth,
Thought by all Heaven a burning shame;

What does she next, but bids, on earth,
Her Burlington do just the same.

Pallas, you give yourself strange airs;
But sure you'll find it hard to spoil

The sense and taste of one, that bears
The name of Saville and of Boyle.

Alas! one bad example shown,
How quickly all the sex pursue !

See, madam, see the arts o'erthrown
Between John Overton and you !

ON ON A CERTAIN 1..ADY AT C

I KNOW the thing that's most uncor (Envy be silent, and attend ')

I know a reasonable woman, Handsome and witty, yet a friend.

Not warp'd by passion, aw’d by rumo
Not grave thro’ pride, or gay thro'

An equal mixture of good humour,
And sensible, soft melancholy.

“Has she no faults, then (Envy says) Yes, she has one, I must aver:

When all the world conspires to praise The woman's deaf, and does not h

In the Picture GALLERY at Oxfort Portrait of Mr. Pope, with this I

ALEXANDER POPE, ARMIG
ET,
QvoD ExIMIo APvd ERvdiTAs
INVIDEN DAM ATTVL IT DIGN
ACCESSIONEM,
EFFIGIEM DEDIT,
ET VIRVM CO HON ESTAVI
A. D. MDCCXXII,
HoNorATissim vs
EDWARDVS COMES OXON. ET M (

In English :

ALEXANDER POPE, ESQU And, what gives to a Name a the Learned

An Accession of Dignity even to be envied,
This Shadow was presented,
And the Original honoured,
A. D. MDCCXXII,
By the Right Honourable
Edward Earl of Oxford and Mortimer.

A Portrait of Dr. Swift, presented to the University
of Oxford by the late John BARBER, Esq., is
placed in the Picture GAll ERy there, with this
Inscription:
Ion ATHAN swift,
DE CAN. S. PATRIC. DVBL.
EFF (GIEM vi R1 Mvsis AMIcissi MI,
IN CEN IO PRORSVS SIBI PROPRIO CELEBERRIM1,
vT IPsv M Svis oxon (ENSIEvs AliqvateNys
RED ON ARET,
PARIETEM HABERE VOLVIT BODLEIANVM,
A. D. MDCCXXXIX,
IOHANNES BARBER, ARMIGER,
AL DERMANNVS,
NEC ITA PRIDEM PR AETOR LONDINENSIS,

In English : JONATHAN swift, DE AN OF ST. PATRIck's DUBLIN. This portrait of the Muses' friend, Of a happy turn of wit, peculiar to himself, That he might in some sort be restored to his Oxford Friends, Was placed in the wall of the Bodleian gallery, A. D. MDCCXXXIX, At the desire of John BARBER, Esquire, Alderman, and some time Lord Mayor of London. - AFTER

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