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ON MR FORD	A
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Come be content since out it must	B
For Stella has betray'd her trust	B
And whispering charged me not to say	C
That Mr Ford was born to day	C
Or if at last I needs must blab it	D
According to my usual habit	E
She bid me with a serious face	F
Be sure conceal the time and place	F
And not my compliment to spoil	G
By calling this your native soil	G
Or vex the ladies when they knew	H
That you are turning forty two	H
But if these topics shall appear	I
Strong arguments to keep you here	J
I think though you judge hardly of it	D
Good manners must give place to profit	E
The nymphs with whom you first began	K
Are each become a harridan	K
And Montague so far decay'd	L
Her lovers now must all be paid	L
And every belle that since arose	M
Has her contemporary beaux	N
Your former comrades once so bright	O
With whom you toasted half the night	O
Of rheumatism and pox complain	K
And bid adieu to dear champaign	K
Your great protectors once in power	P
Are now in exile or the Tower	P
Your foes triumphant o'er the laws	Q
Who hate your person and your cause	R
If once they get you on the spot	S
You must be guilty of the plot	S
For true or false they'll ne'er inquire	T
But use you ten times worse than Prior	P
In London what would you do there	U
Can you my friend with patience bear	U
Nay would it not your passion raise	V
Worse than a pun or Irish phrase	V
To see a scoundrel strut and hector	P
A foot boy to some rogue director	P
To look on vice triumphant round	W
And virtue trampled on the ground	W
Observe where bloody stands	X
With torturing engines in his hands	X
Hear him blaspheme and swear and rail	Y
Threatening the pillory and jail	Y
If this you think a pleasing scene	K
To London straight return again	K
Where you have told us from experience	Z
Are swarms of bugs and presbyterians	A2
I thought my very spleen would burst	B2
When fortune hither drove me first	B2
Was full as hard to please as you	H
Nor persons' names nor places knew	H
But now I act as other folk	C2
Like prisoners when their gaol is broke	C2
If you have London still at heart	D2
We'll make a small one here by art	D2
The difference is not much between	K
St James's Park and Stephen's Green	K
And Dawson Street will serve as well	E2
To lead you thither as Pall Mall	F2
Nor want a passage through the palace	G2
To choke your sight and raise your malice	G2
The Deanery house may well be match'd	H2
Under correction with the Thatch'd	H2
Nor shall I when you hither come	I2
Demand a crown a quart for stum	I2
Then for a middle aged charmer	P
Stella may vie with your Mounthermer	P
She's now as handsome every bit	D
And has a thousand times her wit	D
The Dean and Sheridan I hope	J2
Will half supply a Gay and Pope	J2
Corbet though yet I know his worth not	S
No doubt will prove a good Arbuthnot	E
I throw into the bargain Tim	K2
In London can you equal him	K2
What think you of my favourite clan	K
Robin and Jack and Jack and Dan	K
Fellows of modest worth and parts	L2
With cheerful looks and honest hearts	L2
Can you on Dublin look with scorn	K
Yet here were you and Ormond born	K
O were but you and I so wise	M2
To see with Robert Grattan's eyes	M2
Robin adores that spot of earth	N2
That literal spot which gave him birth	N2
And swears Belcamp is to his taste	O2
As fine as Hampton court at least	P2
When to your friends you would enhance	Q2
The praise of Italy or France	Q2
For grandeur elegance and wit	D
We gladly hear you and submit	D
But then to come and keep a clutter	P
For this or that side of a gutter	P
To live in this or t'other isle	R2
We cannot think it worth your while	R2
For take it kindly or amiss	S2
The difference but amounts to this	S2
We bury on our side the channel	T2
In linen and on yours in flannel	T2
You for the news are ne'er to seek	U2
While we perhaps may wait a week	U2
You happy folks are sure to meet	V2
A hundred whores in every street	V2
While we may trace all Dublin o'er	P
Before we find out half a score	P
You see my arguments are strong	W2
I wonder you held out so long	W2
But since you are convinced at last	X2
We'll pardon you for what has past	X2
So let us now for whist prepare	P
Twelve pence a corner if you dare	P

Jonathan Swift

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