So have I feen, in black and white A prating thing, a Magpye hight, A ftately, worthless animal, That plies the tongue, and wags the tail, PHRY NE. PHR HRYNE had talents for mankind, Open fhe was, and unconfin'd, Like fome free port of trade: Merchants unloaded here their freight, And Agents from each foreign ftate, Here first their entry made. Her learning and good-breeding fuch, Spaniards or French came to her : To all obliging she'd appear: "Twas Si Signior, 'twas Yaw Mynbeer, "Twas S'il vous plaift, Monfieur. Obfcure by birth, renown'd by crimes, 5 10 15 So have I known those Infects fair (Which curious Germans hold fo rare) Still vary shapes and dyes; Still gain new titles with new forms; 20 1 VII. DR. S W IF T. The Happy Life of a COUNTRY PARSON. PAR Arfon, these things in thy poffeffing Gazettes fent gratis down, and frank'd, A large Concordance, bound long fince; 5 15 He that has these, may pass his life, Drink with the 'Squire, and kiss his wife; Toast Church and Queen, explain the News, END of the SECOND VOLUME: 20 1 |