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Broomsticks on no punctilios ftand,

Ready alike for every hand:

So I my skill and powers would fuit,
(Powers how confin'd! fkill how minute!)
To any need, at any call!—

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One femblance more of me (God knows)
The Broomstick, too exactly, shows;
By bands-long! long! perhaps to last!—
'Tis, like myself, to Birch bound fast!
-And shall things ever thus remain ?—
'Tis fair to hope, tho' not complain.
I bear, meanwhile, what must be borne:
And when to a mere Stump I'm worn,
Let this Eulogium on my Tomb stick,

"Here lies-THE MODEL OF A BROOMSTICK!"

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FROM a fcrub book, no matter what,
This Type of ELOQUENCE I got;
But think, with better right and grace,
Your Pig may take the Speaker's place.
For, from the moment I drew out

From straw and packthread it's round fnout,
I've liften'd to the news it brings,

As if it held my ears in ftrings.

Ask you upon what theme it dwells?

-Hear then the tale, a dead Pig tells !

Firft, Sir, and foremoft, thus it faith, "That Rumour is not ground for Faith." -No great discovery I allow ;

Yet mighty welcome doctrine now:

For Rumour you must know, with too many
Sad fymptoms of a PERIPNEUMONY,

Had laid you up-and would, no doubt,
Ere long have kill'd, and laid you out.
But this fame pig of yours alleges,
(And for it's truth it's carcase pledges,
Whereto it adds, by way of proof,
A label fcrawl'd with your own hoof,)
That you (let Fame lie more or less)
Two properties at least poffefs

Of Men alive, and fit to live

-An hand to write

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-an heart to give.

Moreover, it fets forth, as fully,

As if 't had ftudied under TULLY,
That, fpite of changes and of chances,
Time, diftance, and crofs circumstances,

An odd old Comrade's name can fill
One corner of your memory still;
An honour, truly worth my getting;
A joy, that fhrinks not in the wetting:
To which, had I the life of NESTOR,
I would fubfcribe my-Ita teflor.

Am I then an ill eftimator,

Who call your Pig a PRIME ORátor?
No.-If 'tis ELOQUENCE's part

To give a fillip to the heart,

Try Pigs, and Speech-makers ad libitum,

When, where, and how you please, exhibit 'em, Yet from earth's furface to it's centre,

You'll never find an eloquenter.

So much for rhyme.-Defcende, PEGASE!— -What! and forget Dame HANWAY's Legacy!The Pig indeed spoke not a word on't ; Perhaps, because it never heard on't;

Perhaps, because it would not puff:

*

-But JEM's authority's enough:

* Dr. Altham's brother.

And JEM has ftated an account

Of Goods and Monies;-whofe amount
Will fill with plate your fhop, and his shop;
Your pockets; and I hope your wifh up ;-
Whereof God give you joy!—Yours, BISHOP.

TO MR. AND MRS. SCOTT.

ON THEIR MARRIAGE.

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WHAT Dower has gentle KATE to fhow?"

-Good-humour's comfortable glow;

Voice, gefture, looks, that fay,

One tried in pious Duty's part,

A Maid with all a Mother's heart,

Becomes a Bride to-day.

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