Not that I know his reverence was ever concern'd to my knowledge, Though you and your come-rogues keep him out so late in your college. You say you will eat grass on his grave: a christian eat grass ! Whereby you now confess yourself to be a goose or an ass: But that's as much as to say, that my master should die before ye; Well, well, that's as God pleases; and I don't believe that's a true story: And so say I told you so, and you may go tell my master; what care I? And I dont care who knows it; 'tis all one to Mary. Every body knows that I love to tell truth, and shame the devil; I am but a poor servant; but I think gentlefolks Besides should be civil. you found fault with our victuals one day that you was here; I remember it was on a Tuesday of all days in the year. And Saunders the man says you are always jesting and mocking: Mary, said he, (one day as I was mending my master's stocking;) My master is so fond of that minister that keeps the school I thought my master a wise man, but that man makes him a fool. Saunders, said I, I would rather than a quart of ale He would come into our kitchen, and I would pin a dishclout to his tail VOL. XVI. Y And And now I must go, and get Saunders to direct this letter; For I write but a bad scrawl; but my sister Marget, she writes better. Well, but I must run and make the bed, before my master comes from prayers; And see now, it strikes ten, and I hear him coming up stairs; Whereof I could say more to your verses, if I could write written hand : And so I remain, in a civil way, your servant to command, MARY. A NEW-YEAR'S GIFT FOR BEC. 1723-4. RETURNING Janus now prepares, 1 Who thus displays the New-year's gift. • Mrs. Rebecca Dingley, Stella's friend and companion. F. Нете Here in this bundle Janus sends Concerns by thousands for your friends: This ball of wax your ears will darken, DINGLEY AND BRENT. † A SONG To the tune of, "Ye Commons and Peers." DINGLEY and Brent, Wherever they went, Ne'er minded a word that was spoken; They ne'er troubled their head, But laugh'd at their own silly joking. * Country house of Dr. Sheridan. F. + Dr. Swift's housekeeper. F. Y 2 Should Should Solomon wise In majesty rise, And show them his wit and his learning; But turn the deaf ear, As a matter they had no concern in. You tell a good jest, And please all the rest; Away she will go To seek an old rag in the closet. TO STELLA. WRITTEN ON THE DAY OF HER BIRTH, MARCH 13, 1723 4. BUT NOT ON THE SUBJECT, WHEN I WAS SICK IN BED. TORMENTED with incessant pains, When When out my brutish passions break, She, with soft speech, my anguish cheers, She wants assistance more than I; When, among scholars, can we find To raise up Stella's virtue higher; Which had been latent in her breast. Her firmness who could e'er have known, Had she not evils of her own? Her kindness who could ever guess,” From me, dear Stella, still be kind. |