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Ode the 4th of the Epodes, On Menas, Imitated.

Not Wolves and Lambs can less agree
Than I by Nature can with thee,
With thee so often bought and sold,
And shackled down with Spanish Gold.
Tho now you strut with Wealth elate,
The Bane, the Scandal, of the State,
Tho to you Fortune proves too kind,
She can not change your dirty Mind.
Where'er you walk, where'er you ride,
The Ribband dangling down your Side,
Do you not, booby Statesman, see
The Lips of all turn'd up at thee?
With gen'rous Indignation stung,
Aside the Mouths of all are wrung.
Oft' kick'd, and cuff'd, if Fame says true,
(But Fame is not a Friend to you,)
What Tracts of Land your Tenants till!
What gallant Steeds your Stables fill!

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Oft' at the Play with aukward Grace,
Or say some other public Place,
This Piece of Knighthood has been seen,
Close at the Elbow of the Queen.
O! what avail the Honours gain'd
When William, or when Anna, reign'd!
What at La Hogue the Glory won!
Or what beneath the Flandrian Sun!
If such a Thing as this presides
In Council, and the Navy guides!