Poems Consisting Of Essays, Lyric, Elegiac, &c. By Thomas Dermody. Written between the 13th and 16th Year of his Age |
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A MILTONIC EPISTLE.
Imitatores, servile pecus,
Originality, come, take us!
Originality, come, take us!
Dear Sir,
SUCH long delays have broke my rest,
Intrusive, that I scarce could ventilate,
Since last I ken'd you; but, once more myself,
Tranquil, I seize my ebon-colour'd plume,
On this blest day, to Patrick sacred made,
Hibernian saint! and with my letter, send
A Goose, plump and well fed, the only boon
It fits me to bestow, type of myself!—
The bearer drives a vehicle, by men
Waggon yclep'd, by Gods a chaise-marine,
And will on that good dawn from Woden nam'd,
Return; then shall I hope to read some news
Of all our friends; the merry curate's clerk,
The barber shrewd as Nicholas of old,
(Not him who fell,) but him whom humour drew,
In tale Cervantic,—Johnny, Rachel, Ruth,
And Nicodeme, and Oliver, and Hodge.
No more at present from your loving friend,
And most obedient, humble and devote
Servant till death,
Intrusive, that I scarce could ventilate,
Since last I ken'd you; but, once more myself,
Tranquil, I seize my ebon-colour'd plume,
On this blest day, to Patrick sacred made,
Hibernian saint! and with my letter, send
A Goose, plump and well fed, the only boon
It fits me to bestow, type of myself!—
The bearer drives a vehicle, by men
Waggon yclep'd, by Gods a chaise-marine,
And will on that good dawn from Woden nam'd,
Return; then shall I hope to read some news
Of all our friends; the merry curate's clerk,
The barber shrewd as Nicholas of old,
(Not him who fell,) but him whom humour drew,
In tale Cervantic,—Johnny, Rachel, Ruth,
And Nicodeme, and Oliver, and Hodge.
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And most obedient, humble and devote
Servant till death,
TOM FOOL.
P. S.
Please to direct to me at number 2,Ellis's-quay, and to the care of him,
Who Mr. M---, hight, March the 17th,
One thousand, hundreds seven, and ninety-two.
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