Why should I tell of ponds and drains,
What carps we met with for our pains;
Of sparrows tam'd, and nuts innumerable
To choke the girls, and to consume a rabble?
But you, who are a scholar, know115
How transient all things are below,
How prone to change is human life!
Last night arriv'd Clem[1] and his wife —
This grand event has broke our measures;
Their reign began with cruel seizures:120
The dean must with his quilt supply
The bed in which those tyrants lie:
Nim lost his wig block, Dan his jordan,
(My lady says, she can't afford one)
George is half scar'd out of his wits,125
For Clem gets all the dainty bits.
Henceforth expect a different survey,
This house will soon turn topsyturvy;
They talk of farther alterations,
Which causes many speculations.130
I'D have you t'know, George[2], Dan[3], Dean[4], and Nim[5],
That I've learned how verse t'compose trim,
- ↑ Mr. Clement Barry.
- ↑ Geo. Rochfort.
- ↑ Mr. Jackson.
- ↑ Dr. Swift.
- ↑ Mr. J. Rochfort.
