ON THE DRAPIER*.

BY WILLIAM DUNKIN, D.D.

UNDONE
NDONE by fools at home, abroad by knaves,
The isle of saints became the land of slaves,
Trembling beneath her proud oppressor's hand;
But, when thy reason thunder'd through the land,
Then all the publick spirit breath'd in thee,
And all, except the sons of guilt, were free.
Blest isle, blest patriot, ever glorious strife!
You
gave her freedom, as she gave you life!
Thus Cato fought, whom Brutus copied well,
And with those rights, for which you stand, he fell.

* See the translation of Carberia Rupes, in vol. VII, page 248. In the Select Poetical Works of Dr. Dunkin, published at Dublin in 1770, are four well-chosen compliments to the dean on his birthday, and a very humourous poetical advertisement for a copy of Virgil Travestie, which, at the dean's request, Dr. Dunkin had much corrected, and afterward lost. After offering a small reward to whoever will restore it, he adds,

"Or if, when this book shall be offer❜d to sale,
"Any printer will stop it, the bard will not fail
"To make over the issues and profits accruing
"From thence to the printer, for his care in so doing;
"Provided he first to the poet will send it,

"That where it is wrong, he may alter and mend it.”

Several instances of Dr. Swift's regard for this ingenious writer may be seen in this collection.

A RIDDLE.

A RIDDLE*.

I'M wealthy and poor,

I'm empty and full,
I'm humble and proud,
I'm witty and dull.

I'm foul, and yet fair;

I'm old, and yet young;

I lie with Moll Kerr,

And toast Mrs. Long.

ANSWER, BY MR. FR.

IN rigging he's rich, though in pocket he's

poor; He cringes to courtiers, and cocks to the cits; Like twenty he dresses, but looks like threescore; He's a wit to the fools, and a fool to the wits.

Of wisdom he's empty, but full of conceit;

He paints and perfumes, while he rots with the scab; "Tis a beau you may swear by his sense and his gait; He boasts of a beauty, and lies with a drab.

EPITAPH AT LEE IN KENT.

Hic jacent Reliquiæ

GULIELMI PATE,

Viri

propter ingenii fœcunditatem
et literarum peritiam,

Originally communicated by Swift (together with the Riddle on a Fan, vol. VII, p. 308,) to Mr. Oldisworth, who published them in "The Muse's Mercury," 1707.

haud

haud minus eximii,

quam

ob morum urbanitatem suavitatemque
dilecti.

Hunc lapidem

sequenti Apophthegmate aureo incisum,
Tumulo imponi jussit :
"Epicharmian illud teneto,
"Nervos atque Artus esse Sapientiæ,
"NON TEMEre credere."
Obiit nono die Decembris,
Anno ætatis suæ octogesimo,

Æræ Christianæ MDCCXLVI*.

Mr. Pope in a letter to Mr. Hughes, April 13, 1714, (Duncombe's collection, I, 126,) says, "I have added another "[paper of proposals for Homer] for Mr. Pate, if he thinks fit to "oblige me so far, as you seemed inclined to believe he might." In a note on this passage, the editor introduces this anecdote: "Lord Hervey was once very desirous of entering into a satirical "war with Pope, in revenge for that poet's scurrilous and illiberal "treatment of him, (who was really a man of great sense and "abilities, and on that account only had the honour of being "called up to the house of lords in his father's life time) telling "bishop Hoadly that if he had any genius, it was for satire. "The bishop desired his lordship to apply the following story; "Will Pate, going home pretty late and pretty mellow, would "needs quarrel with a nightman, who had given him a lash with "his whip, and running to the man's cart began to pelt him.' "Oh, oh,' says the fellow, are you thereabouts! That's my "trade.' Lord Hervey replied immediately, he would have "nothing to say to Pope."

END OF THE EIGHTEENTH VOLUME.

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