“I found you did it, by your grinning; "In making bishops, no one knows : Although 'tis hardly worth the cost, "You foon fhall fee him foundly toft. "You'll find him swear, blaspheme, and damn (And every moment take a dram) "His ghaftly visage with an air "Of reprobation and despair : "Or elfe fome hiding-hole he seeks, "Or, as Fitzpatrick † did before, "Refolve to perish with his whore ; "Or elfe he raves, and roars, and swears, "Or, would you see his fpirits fink, Relaxing downwards in a stink ? * Dr. George Berkeley, dean of Derry, and after wards bifhop of Cloyne. + Brigadier Fitzpatrick was drowned in one of the packet-boats in the bay of Dublin, in a great storm. If fuch a fight as this can pleafe ye, But he'll come back the knave he went." To fpare a foe, to fave a friend : ODE Ο Ν SCIENCE. OH, heavenly-born! in deepest dells If faireft fcience ever dwells Indulge the verdure of the woods: For melancholy ever reigns While Dian, huntrefs of the vales, Yet, goddess, yet the way explore When When Solon and Lycurgus taught, To erring zeal they gave new laws. Bid bright Aftræa gild the morn, Come, faireft princefs of the throng, While raptur'd bards no more behold A vernal age of purer gold In Heliconian ftreams. Drive Thraldom with malignant hand, To curfe fome other deftin'd land By Folly led aftray : Jerne bear on azure wing; Energic let her foar, and fing So, when Amphion bade the lyre Behold the madding throng, To sculpture turn'd by magic found CONTENTS OF Lines written in a Lady's Ivory Table-book, 1699. 20 Mrs. Frances Harris's Petition. Ballad on the Game of Traffic. Another Ballad, occafioned by the preceding one. The Problem, that my Lord Berkeley ftinks when ibid. Corinna. Toland's Invitation to Difmal, to dine with the Calves-head Club. On a Curate's Complaint of Hard Duty, A true and faithful Inventory of the Goods belong- ing to Dr. Swift, Vicar of Laracor; upon his So |