FROM A LETTER TO THE REV. MR. NEWTON Late Rector of St. Mary Woolnoth. [Dated May 28, 1782.] SAYS the pipe to the snuff-box, I can't understand Do but see what a pretty contemplative air I give to the company-pray do but note 'emYou would think that the wise men of Greece were all there, Or, at least, would suppose them the wise men of Gotham. My breath is as sweet as the breath of blown roses, While you are a nuisance where'er you appear; There is nothing but sniv'ling and blowing of noses, Such a noise as turns any man's stomach to hear. Then lifting his lid in a delicate way, And op'ning his mouth with a smile quite engaging, The box in reply was heard plainly to say, What a silly dispute is this we are waging! If you have a little of merit to claim, You may thank the sweet-smelling Virginian weed, And I, if I seem to deserve any blame, The before-mentioned drug in apology plead. Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own, But of any thing else they may choose to put in ua THE COLUBRIAD. [1782.] CLOSE by the threshold of a door nail'd fast, At the three kittens cast a careless eye; Not much concern'd to know what they did there; Caus'd me to stop, and to exclaim "what's this?” A viper, long as Count de Grasse's queue. Darting it full against a kitten's nose; Who, having never seen, in field or house, The like, sat still and silent as a mouse: Her whisker'd face, she ask'd him," who are you? Ev'n there I found him, there the full-grown cat ON FRIENDSHIP. Amicitia nisi inter bonos esse non potest. ... Cicero. [1782.] WHAT virtue can we name, or grace, But men unqualified and base Will boast it their possession? Profusion apes the noble part And dulness of discretion. But as the gem of richest cost. Some will pronounce me too severe- 1 will proceed to mark the shelves, On which so many dash themselves, And give the simple warning. Youth, unadmonish'd by a guide, An errour soon corrected; For who, but learns, with riper years, That man, when smoothest he appears, Is most to be suspected! But here again a danger lies We should, when undeceiv'd, conclude A mere Utopian pleasure. An acquisition, rather rare, Nor should it seem distressful, If either on forbidden ground, No friendship will abide the test 'That stands on sordid interest And mean self-love erected Nor such, as may awhile subsist "Twixt sensualist and sensualist, For vicious ends connected. Who hopes a friend, should have a heart, Himself, well furnish'd for the part, And ready on occasion To show the virtue that he seeks; A just reciprocation.. A fretful temper will divide In vain the talkative unite And by themselves outwitted. How bright soe'er the prospect seems, An envious man, if you succeed, As envy pines at good possess'd, On good that seems approaching; And hates him for encroaching, Hence authors of illustrious name, Are sadly prone to quarrel; A man renowned for repartee, With friendship's finest feeling, |