Therefore to thy fuperior wit, we wanted. In one affertion you're to blame, refin'd, Sir: You'll see most grossly you mistook, you'll find, Sir; S, H, E, fhe---and R, I, ri, Dan is but one, and Sherri two, fyllables; Then, Sir, your choice will never do; the tables. DR. DELANY'S REPLY. ASSIST me, my Muse, while I labour to lima him : Credite, Pifones, ifti tabulæ perfimilem. You look and you write with fo different a grace, That I envy your verse, though I did not your face. And And to him that thinks rightly, there's reafon enough, 'Cause one is as fmooth, as the other is rough. But much I'm amaz'd you should think my design Was to rhyme down your nofe, or your harlequin grin, Which you yourself wonder the de'el should malign. Tho' perhaps it might juftly've been faid we weref'd. } SHE SHERIDAN'S REPLY. THREE merry lads you own we are ; 'Tis very true, and free from care, But envious we cannot bear, For, were all forms of beauty thine, believe, Sir: or grieve, Sir. Then know from us, most beauteous Dan, 'Tis women fhould be pale and wan, and taper; And all your trifling beaux and fops, meer vapour. We know your morning-hours you pafs Forbear it: Those loads of paint upon your toilet, Drink claret. Your Your cheeks, by fleeking, are fo lean, See what by drinking you have done : or pullet; t'your gullet. A REJOIND e r. BY THE DEAN, IN JACKSON'S NAME. WEARIED with faying grace and prayer, 1 haften'd down to country air, To read your answer, and prepare .But your fair lines fo grofsly flatter, It must be fo! what else, alas! reply to't; Ah! fly-boot! and box-comb? But be't as 'twill, this you muft grant, I value not your jokes of noofe, nor fear it : Yet one thing vexes me, I own, who'd bear it? 'Tis true indeed, to curry friends, you flout me 'Bout latent charms beneath my cloaths; For every one that knows me knows That I have nothing like nofe my I pass now where you fleer and laugh, 'Cause I call Dan my better half! about me: have me fafe! But hold, Sir: Is not a penny often found To be much greater than a pound? By your good leave, my most profound and bold Sir, Dan's noble mettle, Sherry base; dull pedant! As |