I must by all means come to Town, 'Tis for the fervice of the Crown.

Lewis, the Dean will be of use,
"Send for him up, take no excuse."
The toil, the danger of the Seas,

Great Ministers ne'er think of thefe;
Or let it cost five hundred pound,
No matter where the money's found,
It is but fo much more in debt,
And that they ne'er confider'd yet.

"Good Mr. Dean, go change your gown,

"Let my Lord know you're come to Town."
I hurry me in hafte away,

Not thinking it is Levee-day;:
And find his Honour in a Pound,

Hemm'd by a triple Circle round,

Chequer'd with Ribbons blue and green :
How should I thruft myself between ?
Some Wag obferves me thus perplex'd,
And, fmiling, whispers to the next,
"I thought the Dean had been too proud,
"To juftle here among a Crowd.”

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Matutine pater, feu Jane libentius audis,
Unde homines operum primos vitaeque labores
Inftituunt (fic Dîs placitum), tu carminis esto
Principium: Romae sponsorem me rapis: Eia,
Ne prior officio quifquam refpondeat, urgue:
Sive Aquilo radit terras, feu bruma nivalem
Interiore diem gyro trahit, ire neceffe eft.
Poftmodo, quod mì obfit, clare certumque locuto,
Lucandum in turba. facienda injuria tardis.

Quid tibi vis, infane? et quas res agis improbus

urget.

Another in a furly fit,

Tells me I have more Zeal than Wit,
"So eager to express your love,
"You ne'er confider whom you shove,
"But rudely prefs before a Duke."
I own, I'm pleas'd with this rebuke,
And take it kindly meant to fhow

What I defire the World fhould know.

I get a whisper, and withdraw;
When twenty Fools I never faw
Come with Petitions fairly penn'd,
Defiring I would ftand their friend.

This, humbly offers me his Cafe-
That, begs my int'reft for a Place-
A hundred other Men's affairs,
Like bees, are humming in my ears.
"To-morrow my Appeal comes on,

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"Without your help the Cause is gone-' The Duke expects my Lord and you,

About fome great Affair at Two-
"Put my Lord Bolingbroke in mind,
"To get my Warrant quickly fign'd:
"Confider, 'tis, my first request."-
Be fatisfy'd, I'll do my beft:

Iratis precibus, tu pulfes omne quod obstat,
Ad Maecenatem memori fi mente recurras.

Hoc juvat, et melli eft; ne mentiar, at fimul atras
Ventum eft Efquilias; aliena negotia centum
Per caput, et circa faliunt latus. Ante fecundam
Rofcius orabat fibi adeffes ad Puteal cras.
De re communi fcribae magna atque nova te
Orabant hodie meminiffes, Quinte, reverti.
Imprimat his cura Maecenas figna tabellis.
Dixeris, Experiar: Si vis, potes, addit; et inftat.

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Then presently he falls to teize, "You may for certain, if you please ; "I doubt not, if his Lordship knew— "And, Mr. Dean, one word from you-" 'Tis (let me fee) three years and more, (October next it will be four) Since HARLEY bid me first attend, And chose me for an humble friend 'Would take me in his Coach to chat,

And queftion me of this and that;

As "What's o'clock ?" And, "How's the Wind ?"

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"Whofe Chariot's that we left behind ?”

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Or gravely try to read the lines.

Writ underneath the Country Signs;

Or, "Have you nothing new to-day

"From Pope, from Parnell, or from Gay?"

Such tattle often entertains

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My Lord and me as far as Stains,

As once a week we travel down

To Windfor, and again to Town,
Where all that paffes, inter nos,
Might be proclaim'd at Charing-Crofs.

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Septimus octavo propior jam fugerit annus,
Ex quo Maecenas me coepit habere fuorum
In numero: duntaxat ad hoc, quem tollere rheda
Vellet, iter faciens, et cui concredere nugas

Hoc genus, Hora quota eft? Threx eft Gallina Syra

par,

Matutina parum cautos jam frigora mordent :

Ex

quae rimofa bene deponuntur in aure.

Per totum hoc tempus, subjectior in diem et horam
Invidiae nofter, lados fpectaverit una;

Yet fome I know with envy swell,

Because they see me us'd fo well:

"How think you of our Friend the Dean? "I wonder what fome people mean;

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My Lord and he are grown fo great, "Always together, tête-à-tête;

"What, they admire him for his jokes-
"See but the fortune of fome Folks!"
There flies about a strange report
Of fome Exprefs arriv'd at Court:
I'm stopp'd by all the fools I meet,
And catechis'd in ev'ry street.
"You, Mr. Dean, frequent the Great;
"Inform us, will the Emp'ror treat?
"Or do the prints and papers lie?”
Faith, Sir, you know as much as I.
"Ah Doctor, how you love to jeft?
""Tis now no fecret"-I protest
'Tis one to me-" Then tell us, pray,
"When are the Troops to have their pay?"
And, tho' I folemnly declare

I know no more than my Lord Mayor,
They ftand amaz'd, and think me grown
The closeft mortal ever known.

Luferit in campo: Fortunae filius, omnes.
Frigidus a Roftris manat per compita rumor :
Quicunque obvius eft, me confulit: O bone (nam te
Scire, Deos quoniam propius contingis, oportet)
Num quid de Dacis audifti? Nil equidem. Ut tu
Semper eris derifor! At omnes Dî exagitent me,
Si quicquam. Quid? militibus promiffa Triquetra
Praedia Caefar, an eft Itala tellure daturus?
Jurantem me fcire nihil mirantur, ut unum
Scilicet egregii mortalem altique filentî.

O charming Noons! and Nights divine!

Or when I fup, or when I dine,
My Friends above, my Folks below,
Chatting and laughing all-a-row,
The Beans and Bacon fet before 'em,
The Grace-cup ferv'd with all decorum :
Each willing to be pleas'd, and please,
And ev❜n the very Dogs at ease!
Here no man prates of idle things,

How this or that Italian fings,

A Neighbour's Madnefs, or his Spouse's,
Or what's in either of the Houses :

Perditur haec inter mifero lux; non fine votis,
O rus, quando ego te afpiciam? quandoque licebit,
Nunc veterum libris, nunc fomno et inertibus horis,
Ducere folicitae jucunda oblivia vitae ?

O quando faba Pythagorae cognata, fimulque
Uncta fatis pingui ponentur oluscula lardo ?
O noctes coenaeque Deûm! quibus ipfe meique,
Ante Larem proprium vefcor, vernafque procaces
Pafco libatis dapibus: cum, ut cuique libido eft,
Siccat inaequales calices conviva, folutus
Legibus infanis feu quis capit acria fortis
Pocula; feu modicis uvefcit laetius. ergo
Sermo oritur, non de villis domibufve alienis,

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Nec male necne Lepos faltet: fed quod magis ad nos

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