Sextilem totum mendax defideror. atqui, Si me vivere vis fanum recteque valentem; Dum pueris omnis pater, et matercula pallet; Jam fatis eft. At tu quantumvis tolle. Benigne. Tam VII. EPISTLE Imitated in the Manner of Dr. SWIFT. IS true, my Lord, I gave my word, .5. 10 And W* and H** both in town! "The Dog-days are no more the cafe." 'Tis true, but Winter comes apace: Hold out fome months 'twixt Sun and Fire, My Lord, your Favours well I know; 'Tis with Diftinction you beftow; 20 And not to ev'ry one that comes, Juft as a Scotsman does his Plumbs. "Pray take them, Sir,-Enough's a Feaft: 25 "Eat fome and pocket up the rest B 2 What 15 Tam teneor dono, quam fi dimittar onuftus. pro T What rob your Boys? thofe pretty rogues ! Scatter your Favours on a Fop, And 'tis but juft, Ill tell ye wherefore, You give the things you never care for. But makes a diff'rence in his thought Now this I'll fay, you'll find in me A fafe Companion, and a free; 40 But if you'd have me always near A word, pray, in your Honour's ear. VER. 59. As Ken Belinda] A compliment he pays himself and the public on his Rape of the Look. 35 30 |