Bacchanalia or A Description of a Drunken Club. A Poem [by Charles Darby] |
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Another's all Art, and Philosophy.
Encyclopædia, with it's mighty sound,
What is't, quoth he, but when the Brain turns round?
Of which versatile Ingeny
No man, I'm sure, is Master, more than I.
Tongues are my Element. I declare,
I'l talk with any man on Earth,
And yet a dearth
Of words will never fear.
The fertile Cups best Dictionaries are.
And as for Rherotick, that two-handed Art,
Which Play's both Plaintiff's, and Defendants part;
To me 'tis Natural: for, ev'n now, what e're,
Me-thinks, I look on, double doth appear.
Logick's a Toy. Alas!
I'l prove by Syllogisms, a man's an Asse,
Yet never stir out of this Room,
(Most Reverend Friends) to find a Medium.
Arithmetick, and Algebraick Arts,
What are they to a man of parts?
A member, he
Unworthy sure must be,
Of such a Learned Club as this,
Who understands not, what a Reckoning is.
Astronomy's a Science which I know
So throughly, that my Head ev'n now,
I feel, is in the Clouds; and with each Star
I'm so familiar
Without a Jacobs-Staff, I know not how to go.
Encyclopædia, with it's mighty sound,
What is't, quoth he, but when the Brain turns round?
Of which versatile Ingeny
No man, I'm sure, is Master, more than I.
Tongues are my Element. I declare,
I'l talk with any man on Earth,
And yet a dearth
Of words will never fear.
The fertile Cups best Dictionaries are.
And as for Rherotick, that two-handed Art,
Which Play's both Plaintiff's, and Defendants part;
To me 'tis Natural: for, ev'n now, what e're,
Me-thinks, I look on, double doth appear.
Logick's a Toy. Alas!
I'l prove by Syllogisms, a man's an Asse,
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(Most Reverend Friends) to find a Medium.
Arithmetick, and Algebraick Arts,
What are they to a man of parts?
A member, he
Unworthy sure must be,
Of such a Learned Club as this,
Who understands not, what a Reckoning is.
Astronomy's a Science which I know
So throughly, that my Head ev'n now,
I feel, is in the Clouds; and with each Star
I'm so familiar
Without a Jacobs-Staff, I know not how to go.
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