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JOHN DENNIS THE SHELTERING POET'S INVITATION TO RICHARD STEELE THE SECLUDED PARTY WRITER AND MEMBER TO COME AND LIVE WITH HIM IN THE MINT	A
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Fit to be bound up with The Crisis	B
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If thou canst lay aside a spendthrift's air	C
And condescend to feed on homely fare	C
Such as we minters with ragouts unstored	A
Will in defiance of the law afford	A
Quit thy patrols with Toby's Christmas box	D
And come to me at The Two Fighting Cocks	D
Since printing by subscription now is grown	E
The stalest idlest cheat about the town	F
And ev'n Charles Gildon who a Papist bred	A
Has an alarm against that worship spread	A
Is practising those beaten paths of cruising	G
And for new levies on proposals musing	G
'Tis true that Bloomsbury square's a noble place	H
But what are lofty buildings in thy case	H
What's a fine house embellish'd to profusion	I
Where shoulder dabbers are in execution	I
Or whence its timorous tenant seldom sallies	J
But apprehensive of insulting bailiffs	K
This once be mindful of a friend's advice	L
And cease to be improvidently nice	L
Exchange the prospects that delude thy sight	A
From Highgate's steep ascent and Hampstead's height	A
With verdant scenes that from St George's Field	A
More durable and safe enjoyments yield	A
Here I even I that ne'er till now could find	A
Ease to my troubled and suspicious mind	A
But ever was with jealousies possess'd	A
Am in a state of indolence and rest	A
Fearful no more of Frenchmen in disguise	M
Nor looking upon strangers as on spies	M
But quite divested of my former spleen	N
Am unprovoked without and calm within	O
And here I'll wait thy coming till the sun	I
Shall its diurnal course completely run	I
Think not that thou of sturdy bub shalt fail	P
My landlord's cellar stock'd with beer and ale	P
With every sort of malt that is in use	Q
And every country's generous produce	Q
The ready for here Christian faith is sick	R
Which makes us seldom trespass upon tick	R
Instantly brings the choicest liquors out	A
Whether we ask for home brew'd or for stout	A
For mead or cider or with dainties fed	A
Ring for a flask or two of white or red	A
Such as the drawer will not fail to swear	C
Was drunk by Pilkington when third time mayor	S
That name methinks so popularly known	E
For opposition to the church and crown	F
Might make the Lusitanian grape to pass	T
And almost give a sanction to the glass	T
Especially with thee whose hasty zeal	U
Against the late rejected commerce bill	V
Made thee rise up like an audacious elf	W
To do the speaker honour not thyself	W
But if thou soar'st above the common prices	X
By virtue of subscription to thy Crisis	B
And nothing can go down with thee but wines	Y
Press'd from Burgundian and Campanian vines	Y
Bid them be brought for though I hate the French	Z
I love their liquors as thou lovest a wench	Z
Else thou must humble thy expensive taste	A
And with us hold contentment for a feast	A
The fire's already lighted and the maid	A
Has a clean cloth upon the table laid	A
Who never on a Saturday had struck	A2
But for thy entertainment up a buck	A2
Think of this act of grace which by your leave	W
Susan would not have done on Easter Eve	W
Had she not been inform'd over and over	S
'Twas for th'ingenious author of The Lover	S
Cease therefore to beguile thyself with hopes	B2
Which is no more than making sandy ropes	B2
And quit the vain pursuit of loud applause	C2
That must bewilder thee in faction's cause	D2
Pr'ythee what is't to thee who guides the state	A
Why Dunkirk's demolition is so late	A
Or why her majesty thinks fit to cease	E2
The din of war and hush the world to peace	E2
The clergy too without thy aid can tell	F2
What texts to choose and on what topics dwell	F2
And uninstructed by thy babbling teach	Z
Their flocks celestial happiness to reach	Z
Rather let such poor souls as you and I	G2
Say that the holidays are drawing nigh	G2
And that to morrow's sun begins the week	H2
Which will abound with store of ale and cake	I2
With hams of bacon and with powder'd beef	W
Stuff d to give field itinerants relief	W
Then I who have within these precincts kept	A
And ne'er beyond the chimney sweeper's stept	A
Will take a loose and venture to be seen	N
Since 'twill be Sunday upon Shanks's green	N
There with erected looks and phrase sublime	J2
To talk of unity of place and time	J2
And with much malice mix'd with little satire	S
Explode the wits on t'other side o' th' water	S
Why has my Lord Godolphin's special grace	H
Invested me with a queen's waiter's place	H
If I debarr'd of festival delights	K2
Am not allow'd to spend the perquisites	L2
He's but a short remove from being mad	A
Who at a time of jubilee is sad	A
And like a griping usurer does spare	C
His money to be squander'd by his heir	C
Flutter'd away in liveries and in coaches	M2
And washy sorts of feminine debauches	M2
As for my part whate'er the world may think	N2
I'll bid adieu to gravity and drink	N2
And though I can't put off a woful mien	N
Will be all mirth and cheerfulness within	O
As in despight of a censorious race	M2
I most incontinently suck my face	M2
What mighty projects does not he design	O2
Whose stomach flows and brain turns round with wine	O2
Wine powerful wine can thaw the frozen cit	A
And fashion him to humour and to wit	A
Makes even Somers to disclose his art	A
By racking every secret from his heart	A
As he flings off the statesman's sly disguise	M2
To name the cuckold's wife with whom he lies	M2
Ev'n Sarum when he quaffs it'stead of tea	A
Fancies himself in Canterbury's see	A
And S when he carousing reels	M2
Imagines that he has regain'd the seals	M2
W by virtue of his juice can fight	A
And Stanhope of commissioners make light	A
Wine gives Lord Wingham aptitude of parts	M2
And swells him with his family's deserts	M2
Whom can it not make eloquent of speech	Z
Whom in extremest poverty not rich	Z
Since by the means of the prevailing grape	P2
Th n can Lechmere's warmth not only ape	P2
But half seas o'er by its inspiring bounties	M2
Can qualify himself in several counties	M2
What I have promised thou may'st rest assured	A
Shall faithfully and gladly be procured	A
Nay I'm already better than my word	A
New plates and knives adorn the jovial board	A
And lest you at their sight shouldst make wry faces	M2
The girl has scour'd the pots and wash'd the glasses	M2
Ta'en care so excellently well to clean 'em	Q2
That thou may'st see thine own dear picture in 'em	Q2
Moreover due provision has been made	A
That conversation may not be betray'd	A
I have no company but what is proper	S
To sit with the most flagrant Whig at supper	S
There's not a man among them but must please	M2
Since they're as like each other as are pease	M2
Toland and Hare have jointly sent me word	A
They'll come and Kennet thinks to make a third	A
Provided he's no other invitation	I
From men of greater quality and station	I
Room will for Oldmixon and J s be left	A
But their discourses smell so much of theft	A
There would be no abiding in the room	R2
Should two such ignorant pretenders come	Q2
However by this trusty bearer write	A
If I should any other scabs invite	A
Though if I may my serious judgment give	W
I'm wholly for King Charles's number five	W
That was the stint in which that monarch fix'd	A
Who would not be with noisiness perplex'd	A
And that if thou'lt agree to think it best	A
Shall be our tale of heads without one other guest	A
I've nothing more now this is said to say	M2
But to request thou'lt instantly away	M2
And leave the duties of thy present post	A
To some well skill'd retainer in a host	A
Doubtless he'll carefully thy place supply	G2
And o'er his grace's horses have an eye	G2
While thou who slunk thro' postern more than once	M2
Dost by that means avoid a crowd of duns	M2
And crossing o'er the Thames at Temple Stairs	M2
Leav'st Phillips with good words to cheat their ears	M2

Jonathan Swift

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