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EPIGRAM.
FRIEND Rundle fell, with grievous bump,
Upon his reverential rump.
Poor rump! thou hadst been better sped,
Hadst thou been join'd to Boulter's head;
A head, so weighty and profound,
Would needs have kept thee from the ground.
A CHARACTER, PANEGYRICK, AND DESCRIPTION
OF THE
LEGION CLUB[1]. 1736.
AS I stroll the city, oft' I
See a building large and lofty,
Not a bowshot from the college;
Half the globe from sense and knowledge:
By the prudent architect,
Plac'd against the church direct,
Making good my grandam's jest,
"Near the church" — you know the rest.
Tell us, what the pile contains?
Many a head that holds no brains.
- ↑ In a letter to Dr. Sheridan, April 24, 1736, the dean says, "I have written a masterly poem on the Legion Club; it is 240 lines;" and in another letter, May 15, complains that other characters were added; and says, June 5, there were fifty different copies.
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