And that to towze fuch things as flutter To honest Bounce is bread and butter. While you, and ev'ry courtly fop, A butcher, though he brings me meat; Your pilf'ring lord with fimple pride When all fuch dogs have had their days, As knavish Pams, and fawning Trays; When pamper'd Cupids, beaftly Venis, And motly, fquinting Harlequinis*, Shall lick no more their ladies br---, But die of loosenefs, claps, or itch; Fair Thames from either echoing fhore Shall hear and dread my manly roar. Alii legunt Harvequinis. T See See Bounce, like Berecynthia, crown'd With thund'ring offspring all around; Beneath, befide me, and at top, A hundred fons, and not one fop! Before my children fet your beef, Not one true Bounce will be a thief; Not one without permiffion feed, (Though fome of J---n's hungry breed :) But, whatfoe'er the father's race, From me they fuck a little grace: While your fine whelps learn all to steal, Bred up by hand on chick and veal. My eldeft-born refides not far, Where fhines great Strafford's glitt’ring ftar: My fecond (child of fortune!) waits (Happieft of dogs!) in Cobham's walks: One ufhers 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 None but a peer of wit and Can hope a puppy of my race. And O! wou'd fate the blifs decree To keep off flatt'rers, fpies, and panders, And scare lord Fannys from his ear: or two; A treasure, which of royal kind Few but himself deferve to find. Then Bounce ('tis all that Bounce can crave) Shall her tail within the grave, wag * On the countess of Burlington cutting PA paper. ALLAS grew vapʼrifh once and odd; Either for Goddefs or for God, Nor work, nor play, nor paint, nor fing. Jove frown'd, and "Ufe (he cry'd) those (C eyes "So fkilful, and thofe hands so taper; "Do fomething exquifite and wife" She bow'd, obey'd him, and cut paper. This vexing him who gave her birth, Thought by all heav'n a burning fhame, What does the next, but bids on earth Her Burlington do juft the fame ? Pallas, you give yourself ftrange airs Alas! one bad example shown, I * On a certain lady at court. Know the thing that's most uncommon, (Envy, be filent, and attend!) I know a reasonable woman, Handsome and witty, yet a friend. Not Not warp'd by paffion, aw'd by rumour "Has fhe no faults then, (envy fays) fir?" Yes, fhe has one, I must aver: When all the world confpires to praise her, The woman's deaf, and does not hear. To Doctor DELANY, S As fome raw youth in country bred, To arms by thirft of honour led, T 3 The |