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To set this matter full before
you, Our old Friend Swift will tell his Story.
Harley, the Nation's great Support, But you may read it, I stop thort.
Strenuus & fortis rebus Philippus agendis, &c.
HO RA C E.
*HE Tribe of Templars, Play’rs, Apothecaries,
Pimps,Poets, Wits, Lord Fanny's, Lady Mary's, And all the Court in tears, and half the Town, Lament dear charming Oldfield, dead and gone ! Engaging Oldfield! who, with grace and ease,
5 Could join the Arts, to ruin, and to please. AMbubajarum collegia, pharmacopola,
Mendici, mima, balatrones ; hoc genus omne Maftum ac sollicitum eft cantoris morte Tigelli : Quippe Benignus erat
Not so, who of ten thousand guli'd her Knight,
Con : Philips cries, “A sneaking dog I hate.”
With all a Woman's virtues but the px, Fufidia thrives in Money, Land, and Stocks : For Int'reft, ten per cent. her constant rate is ; Her Body ? hopeful Heirs may have it gratis. 26 She turns her very Sister to a job, And, in the happy minute, picks your fob:
Contra bic, ne prodigus efe
Hunc fi perconteris, avi cur atque parentis
Fufidius vappæ famam timet ac nebulonis,