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TO DOCTOR **

Who took much pains to quarrel with the

Reverend

Bella per æmathios plufquam civilia campos.

LUCAN.

HIST! hift! noble Doctor; pray be not fo warm:

What offends was perhaps no intentional harm ;

Think often and well, ere you fpar with a priest,
Who of all your good friends, Sir, is far from the least.
Why ftare thus?—I deal not in fables or wonders,
What I fay is all Gospel-he buries your-blunders.

A THOUGHT FROM MARTIAL.

WHAT luck! cries Dick: Seven wives, and all

now dead!

I wish you'd take my vixen to your bed!

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With Heav'n it refts the virtuous will to bless.

A good intention, each learn'd cafuift says,
Is moral action, and demands like praise.
Accept then, Sir, whate'er may be th' event,
My warmeft praise for what you kindly meant.

*The above lines were occafioned by a paragraph in a letter from a friend to the author in these words "You must then take the will for "the deed," and as near an Impromptu as most of what are said to be so ; though I have been told that in very costive habits, one of this kind has not been produced in lefs than three weeks or a month, and even then not without great labour and difficulty.

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THE INVITATION.

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE COUNTESS OF BERKELEY.

WHEN pomp, parade, and splendor cloy,

Bliss on a smaller scale enjoy

With me, within an humble cell,

Where Peace and cheap Contentment dwell.

No niceties can I beftow;

But if I had them-well I know
You'd wish all dainties to decline,
And fnugly on a collop dine:

For more would look fo like-your own-
The puzzling meal would ill go down.

When a hedge-parfon is your hoft,
Expect indeed but boil'd or roast:
Perhaps befide the frugal board
A fimple pudding may afford,
With-what gives value to a treat-
-A hearty welcome, when you eat:
But when this dinner?-let me fee-
On Tuesday next-at half past three.

If

If then your Ladyfhip will come, Spruc'd up, each Muse fhall be at home;

On BERKELEY!-oh, how proud to tend! the Mufe's guardian friend!

BERKELEY

To be in future ages fung

As HER- whence lively CRAVENt fprung,

On whom has bland THALIA fmil'd,

And taken for her fav'rite child;
Hereafter if fuch meed fhe chufe
To be herself invok'd a Mufe;
When to a Muse the honours due

Muft as their fource recur to you.

Whence BERKELEY'S Earl, well known to prove

"A father in a brother's love:"

Paternally who draws his blood

From Chiefs that figur'd near the Flood:

But virtue needs no aid from birth,

Nobility's beft title's Worth:

And thus to worth the honours due

Reach as their diftant fource to you.

Whence HE, who with impatience glows Vengeance to pour on Britain's foes;

† Right Honourable Lady Craven, highly diftinguished for her Theatrical taste, and literary compofitions of various kinds.

Honourable George Berkeley, Captain of the Veftal frigate; a moft promifing officer, who is loft on the Newfoundland station, through pique in the first Lord of the Ad-rty.

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Too gallant much to truft for fame
E'en to a BERKELEY's boafted name,

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Tho' thence no mean, no niggard claim;
In vain the youth's intrepid spirit,-
Sworn foe is S**d***h to all merit!
Deny'd command-opprefs'd, and cross'd,
Or in inglorious service loft.

This tribute due to worth excufe,
The greatest Bards digreffions use,
Which Epifodes are call'd in trade:
Then to the point from whence we stray'd.

Now fhould your Ladyship agree

To flatter thus my vanity,

O with you bring the lovely lass,||
That juftly for a Grace may pass,
Whose beauty and whose wit proclaim
Her title to a Grace's name:
And foon I hope 'twill be the cafe,
That I may bow unto-her GRACE.

This faid, what now remains to fay?
I might forfooth enlarge the lay,
With "Venus' charms," "Minerva's air,"
Juno's"-I know not what, I swear;
For fhe was a proud minx, I'm told,
And horribly inclin❜d to scold;

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Lady Louifa, youngest daughter of Lady Berkeley.

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