SHERIDAN's SUBMISSION. Written by the Dean. Cedo jam, miferæ cognofcens præmia rixa, Poor Sherry, inglorious, To Dan the victorious, To you, victorious and brave, Your now fubdu'd and fuppliant flave Most humbly fues for pardon. Who when I fought ftill cut me down, And when I vanish'd fled the town, Purfu'd and laid me hard on. Now lowly crouch'd I cry peccavi, For you, my conqu'ror and my king, Will fhew yourself a lion. Alas! Sir, I had no design, For fpite I ne'er had any. 'Twas the damn'd 'fquire with the hard name; The de'el too that ow'd me a fhame, They tempted me t'attack your highness, Unhappy wretch! for now, I ween, And they, alas! yield small relief, TOM MULLINEX and DICK. TOM and Dick had equal fame, And both had equal knowledge; Tom could write and fpell his name, But Dick had seen the college. VOL. VII. A a Dick Dick a coxcomb, Tom was mad, Dick would cock his nofe in fcorn, Dick could neatly dance a jig, And Dick curfe all the tories. Dick would make a woeful noise, Tom could move with lordly grace, Dick was come to high renown Tom had the genteeler fwing, Dick for repartee was fit, And Tom for deep difcerning; Dick with zealous no's and ay's A DICK, A Maggot. S when from rooting in a bin, A lively maggot fallies out, You know him by his hazel fnout; A a 2 For, For, as he shakes his wainscot chops, Clad all in Brown. Imitated from COWLEY. To DIC K. FOULEST brute that ftinks below. Why in this brown doft thou appear? For, would'fithou make a fouler fhow, Thou must go naked all the year. Fresh from the mud a wallowing fow Would then be not fo brown as thou. 'Tis not the coat that looks fo dun, So t-ds within a glass inclose, Thou |