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I will not build on yonder mount	A
And should you call me to account	A
Consulting with myself I find	B
It was no levity of mind	B
Whate'er I promised or intended	C
No fault of mine the scheme is ended	C
Nor can you tax me as unsteady	D
I have a hundred causes ready	D
All risen since that flattering time	E
When Drapier's Hill appear'd in rhyme	E
I am as now too late I find	B
The greatest cully of mankind	B
The lowest boy in Martin's school	F
May turn and wind me like a fool	F
How could I form so wild a vision	G
To seek in deserts Fields Elysian	G
To live in fear suspicion variance	H
With thieves fanatics and barbarians	I
But here my lady will object	J
Your deanship ought to recollect	J
That near the knight of Gosford placed	K
Whom you allow a man of taste	K
Your intervals of time to spend	L
With so conversable a friend	L
It would not signify a pin	G
Whatever climate you were in	G
'Tis true but what advantage comes	M
To me from all a usurer's plums	M
Though I should see him twice a day	N
And am his neighbour 'cross the way	N
If all my rhetoric must fail	O
To strike him for a pot of ale	O
Thus when the learned and the wise	P
Conceal their talents from our eyes	P
And from deserving friends withhold	Q
Their gifts as misers do their gold	Q
Their knowledge to themselves confined	B
Is the same avarice of mind	B
Nor makes their conversation better	R
Than if they never knew a letter	R
Such is the fate of Gosford's knight	S
Who keeps his wisdom out of sight	S
Whose uncommunicative heart	T
Will scarce one precious word impart	T
Still rapt in speculations deep	U
His outward senses fast asleep	U
Who while I talk a song will hum	V
Or with his fingers beat the drum	V
Beyond the skies transports his mind	B
And leaves a lifeless corpse behind	B
But as for me who ne'er could clamber high	W
To understand Malebranche or Cambray	R
Who send my mind as I believe less	X
Than others do on errands sleeveless	Y
Can listen to a tale humdrum	V
And with attention read Tom Thumb	V
My spirits with my body progging	Z
Both hand in hand together jogging	Z
Sunk over head and ears in matter	R
Nor can of metaphysics smatter	R
Am more diverted with a quibble	A2
Than dream of words intelligible	A2
And think all notions too abstracted	B2
Are like the ravings of a crackt head	C2
What intercourse of minds can be	D
Betwixt the knight sublime and me	D
If when I talk as talk I must	D2
It is but prating to a bust	D2
Where friendship is by Fate design'd	B
It forms a union in the mind	B
But here I differ from the knight	S
In every point like black and white	S
For none can say that ever yet	E2
We both in one opinion met	E2
Not in philosophy or ale	O
In state affairs or planting kale	O
In rhetoric or picking straws	F2
In roasting larks or making laws	F2
In public schemes or catching flies	P
In parliaments or pudding pies	P
The neighbours wonder why the knight	S
Should in a country life delight	S
Who not one pleasure entertains	G2
To cheer the solitary scenes	H2
His guests are few his visits rare	R
Nor uses time nor time will spare	R
Nor rides nor walks nor hunts nor fowls	H2
Nor plays at cards or dice or bowls	H2
But seated in an easy chair	R
Despises exercise and air	R
His rural walks he ne'er adorns	H2
Here poor Pomona sits on thorns	H2
And there neglected Flora settles	H2
Her bum upon a bed of nettles	H2
Those thankless and officious cares	H2
I used to take in friends' affairs	H2
From which I never could refrain	G
And have been often chid in vain	G
From these I am recover'd quite	S
At least in what regards the knight	S
Preserve his health his store increase	H2
May nothing interrupt his peace	H2
But now let all his tenants round	I2
First milk his cows and after pound	I2
Let every cottager conspire	R
To cut his hedges down for fire	R
The naughty boys about the village	J2
His crabs and sloes may freely pillage	K2
He still may keep a pack of knaves	H2
To spoil his work and work by halves	H2
His meadows may be dug by swine	G
It shall be no concern of mine	G
For why should I continue still	L2
To serve a friend against his will	L2

Jonathan Swift

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