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ANOTHER.

NO Wasteall, whose eyes were juft clofing in death,

Doll counted the chalks on the door;

In peace, cry'd the wretch, let me give up my breath,

And Fate will foon rub out my score.

Come, bailiffs, cries Doll, (how I'll hamper this cheat!)

- Let the law be no longer delay'd,

I never once heard of that fellow call'd Fate,
And by G-d he shan't die 'till I'm paid.

On

On Mr CHURCHILL's Death.

AYS Tom to Richard, Churchill's dead;

SA

Says Richard, Tom, you lie,

Old Rancour the report hath spread,
But Genius cannot die.

A POST SCRIPT.

WOULD

TOULD honeft Tom G- -d* get rid of a fcold,

The torture, the plague of his life!

Pray tell him to take down his lion of gold,
And hang up his brazen-fac'd wife.

* Landlord of the Golden Lion, an inn in Yorkshire.

EPIGRAPH

For Dean SWIFT's Monument.

Executed by Mr P. CUNNINGHAM, Statuary in Dublin.

SAY

AY, to the Drapier's vaft unbounded fame, What added honours can the fculptor give? None-'tis a fanction from the Drapier's name Muft bid the fculptor and his marble live.

EPIGRA M.

NOULD Kate for Dick compose the gordian

COULD ftring,

The Tyburn knot how near the nuptial ring! · A loving wife, obedient to her vows,

Is bound in duty to exalt her fpouse.

APOLLO

WE

F

on his being

fatirized by an ignorant Perfen.

HETHER he's worth your fpleen or not,
You've afk'd me to determine:

I wish my friend a nobler lot

Than that of trampling vermin.
A blockhead can't be worth our care,
Unless that we'd befriend him:
As you've fome common fense to spare,
I'll pay what you may lend him.

APOLLO.

On

On feeing J. CFT, Efq; abused in a

Newspaper.

HEN a wretch to public notice,
Would a man of worth defame;

WHE

Wit, as threadbare as his coat is,
Only fhews his want of fhame.

Bufy, pert, unmeaning parrot!
Vileft of the venal crews!.
Go-and in your Grubftreet garret,
Hang yourself and paltry mufe.

Pity too the meddling finner

Should for hunger hang or drown: Fx, (he muft not want a dinner) Send the fcribbler half a crown.

FINI S.