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Give Ridge and Hinky, generous fouls !
Of Whisky punch convivial bowls ;
But let the kindred Burkes regale
With potent draughts.of Wicklow Ale ;
To knext, in order turn you,
And grace him with the vines of Furney!

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Now, DOCTOR, thou'rt an honest flicker,
So take your glass, and chuse your liquor ;
Wilt have it steep'd iu Alpine snows,
Or damask'd at Silinas' nose?
Will Wakefield's Vicar fip your tea,
Or to Thalia drink with me?
And, Doctor, I wou'd have you know it,
An honeft, I, tho' humble poet ;
I fcorn the sneaker like a toad,
Who drives his cart the Dover road ;
There traitor to his country's trade,
Smuggles vile scraps of French brocade ;
Hence, with all such ! for you and I,
By English wares will live and die.
Come, draw your chair and stir the fire :
Here, boy lima pot of Thrale’s Entire ! .

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J U P I T E R,

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A F A B L E.

Written fome time since by D. G-, Ese.

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ERE Hermes, says Jove who with accar was

mellow, Go fetch me some clay-- I will make an odd fellow : Right and wrong shall be jumbled, much gold, and

some dross : Without cause be he pleas'd, without cause be he cross; Be sure as I work, to throw in contradictions, A great love of truth ; yet a mind turn'd to fi&tions ; Now mix these ingredients, which warm'd in the

baking, Turn to Learning, and Gaming, Religion, and Rakikg, With the love of a wench, let his writings be chafte; Tip his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine

taste, That the Rake and the Poet o'er all may prevail, Set fire to the head, and fet fire to the tail :

For the joy of each sex on the world I'll bestow it :
This Scholar, Rake, Christian, Dupe, Gamester, and

Poet,
Tho' a mixture so odd, he shall merit great fame,
And
among

brother mortals—be GOLDSMITH his

name.

When on earth this strange meteor, no more shall

appear, You Hermes shall fetch him,--to make us sport here!

The following Jue d'Esprit, is the production of the present Dean of Derry, Dr Barnard, who advanced in conversation with Sir Joshua Reynolds and other wits, that he thought no man could improve when he was past the age of forty-five." Johnson (Samuel who was in company, with his usual elegance and polished graces, immediately turned round to the facetious Dean, and told him that he was an instance to the contrary, for that there was great room for improvement him (the Dean) and wished he'd set about it ; upon which, the Dean the next day sent the following elegant bagatelle to Sir Joshua Reynolds and the fame company.

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Sir JOSHUA REYNOLDS,

And Co. by the

D E A N OF DER RY.

I

LATELY thought no man alive,
Cou'd e'er improve paft forty-five,

And ventur'd to affert it ;
The observation was not new,
But seem'd to me so just and true,

That none could controvert it.

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