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for I knew it, he cried, both eternally fail, The one with his speeches, and t'other with Thrale ; But no matter I'll warrant we'll make


the party, With two full as clever, and ten times as hearty. The one is a Scotchman, the other a Jew, They both of them merry and authors like you ; The one writes the Snarler, the other the Scourge ; Some thinks he writes Cinna he owns to Panurge. While thus he describ'd them by trade and by name, They enter'd and dinner was serv'd as they came.

At the top a fried liver, and bacon were seen, At the bottom was tripe in a swinging tureen ; At the sides there was spinnage and pudding made hot; In the middle a place where the pasty--was not. Now, my lord, as for tripe it's my utter averfion, And your bacon I hate like a Turk or a Persian ; So there I fat stuck, like a horse in a pound, While the bacon and liver went merrily round: But what vex'd me most, was that did Scottish rogue, With his long-winded speeches, his smiles and his

brogue, And, madam, quoth he, may this bit be my poison, A prettier dinner I never set eyes on ; Pray a fice of your liver, thu may I be curit, But I've eat at your tripe till I'm ready to burst. The tripe, quoth the Jew, with his chocolate cheek, I could dine on this tripe seven days in the week : I like these here dinners so pretty and small;

rifriend there the doctor, eats nothing at all. Oh! quoth my friend he'll come on in a trice, He's keeping a corner for something that's nice : There's à paily !---a paity! repeated the jew : I dou't care if I keep a corner for t too. What the deil, mon, a pasty ! re-echo'd the Scot; Though splitting I'll fill keep a corner for that. We'll all keep a corner, the lady cried out. We all keep a corner, was echo'd about.

But your

While thus we resolv'd, and the pafly delay'd,
With looks that quite petrified, enter'd the maid ;
A visage so sad, and fo pale with affright,
Wak d Priam in drawing his curtain by night.
But we quickly found out, for who could mistake her,
That she came with some terrible news from the baker:
And so it fell cut, for that negligent joven,
Had shut out the pasty in shutting the oven.
Sad Philomel thus--but let fimilies drop-
And now that I think on't, the story may stop.
To be plain, my good lord, it's but labour misplac'd,
To send such good verses to one of your taste ;
You've got an odd something a kind of difcerning-
A relitha tafter ficken'd over by learning ;
At least, its your temper as very well known,

think very slightly of all that's your own :
So, perhaps, in your habits of thinking amiss,
You may make a mistake, and think lightly of this,

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Dr. Gotdfmith and fome of his friends occasionally diner! at the St. James's coffee-house -One day it was proposed to write epitaphs on him. His country, dialect, and per. fon, furnished subjects of witticism. He was called on for RETALIATION, and at their next meeting, produced the following puen.

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Fold, when Scarron his companions invited,
Each guilt brought his dish, and the feast was

If our* landlord fupplies us with beef and with fish,
Let each gueft bring himse!f, and he brings the best dish:
Our + dean shall be venison, just fresh from the plains ;
Our | Burke shall be tongue, with a garnish of brains ;

* The master of the St. James's coffee-house where the doctor, and the friends he has characterized in this poem, occasionally dined.

+ Doctor Barnard, dean of Derry in Ireland,

| Mr Edmund Burke, member for Wendover, and one of the greatest orators in this Kingdom.

Our ** Will shall be wild fowl, of excellent flavour,
And + Dick with his pepper shall heighten their favour :
Our † Cumberland's sweet-bread its place shall obtain,
And || Douglas is pudding, fubftantial and plain :
Our Ý Garrick's a sallad, for in him we fee
Oil, vinegar, sugar, and faltness agree :
To make out the dinner full certain I am,
That 9 Ridge is anchovy, and ** Reynolds is lamb;
That tt Hickey's a capon, and by the same rule,
Magnanimous Goldsmith a goofberry fool.
At a dinner so various, at such a repast,
Who'd not be a glutton, and stick to the lait ?


* Mr William Burke, late secretary to general Con, way, and member for Bedwip.

Mr Richard Burke, Collector of Granada. $ Mr Richard Cumberland, author of the West Indian, Fashionable Lover, the Brothers, and other dramatic pieces.

|| Doctor Douglas, cannon of Windsor, an ingenious Scotch gentleman, who has no less distinguished himself as a citizen of the world, than a found critic, in de. tecting several literary mistakes (or rather forgeries) of his countrymen ; particularly Lauder on Milton, and Borwer's History of the Popes,

Ø David Garrick, Esq; joint patentee, and acting manager of the Theatre-royal, Drury-lane.

q Connfellor John Ridge, a gentleman belonging to the Irish bar; the relish of whose conversation was juftly compared to an anchovy.

** Sir Joshua Reynolds, president of the Royal Aca. der:y.

tt An eminent attorney.

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