A postscript to the new Bath guide A Poem by Anthony Pasquin [i.e. John Williams] |
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A COLLOQUY in the ROOMS.
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A COLLOQUY in the ROOMS.
THUS Folly all woe-begone wail'd to Contempt:—
‘Skirtminus my sov'reignty troubles;
‘But no one, they say, is from sorrow exempt,
‘And that all temp'ral joys are but bubbles.
‘Skirtminus my sov'reignty troubles;
‘But no one, they say, is from sorrow exempt,
‘And that all temp'ral joys are but bubbles.
‘He affects to call vulgar what Pallas calls wise,
‘And the points of his fury dissembles:
‘He proves that the dogmas of Prudence are lies,
‘He dares to talk loud while—he trembles.
‘And the points of his fury dissembles:
‘He proves that the dogmas of Prudence are lies,
‘He dares to talk loud while—he trembles.
‘The biped's too base to be easy disgrac'd,
‘And too dull for the impulse of passion;
‘For he's long been a fistula, Ridicule plac'd
‘In the pestilent ano of Fashion.’
‘And too dull for the impulse of passion;
‘For he's long been a fistula, Ridicule plac'd
‘In the pestilent ano of Fashion.’
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Thus Contempt in reply:—“I'll nurse him and his brood;
“Our int'rests, you know, must not sever:
“Be you doubly zealous to furnish me food,
“And I'll take the Fopling—for ever!”
“Our int'rests, you know, must not sever:
“Be you doubly zealous to furnish me food,
“And I'll take the Fopling—for ever!”
HORACE PEERY.
York Hotel, 1789.
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