Tory. Why then the proverb is not right,
Since you can teach dead dogs to bite.
Whig. I prov'd my propofition full :
But jacobites are strangely dull.
Now let me tell you plainly, fir,
Our witness is a real curr,
A dog of spirit for his years,

Has twice two legs, two hanging ears;
His name is harlequin, I wot,
And that's a name in ev'ry plot:
Refolv'd to fave the British nation,
Though French by birth and education;
His correfpondence plainly dated
Was all decypher'd and tranflated:
His answers were exceeding pretty
Before the fecret wife committee:
Confeft as plain as he could bark:
Then with his fore-foot fet his mark.
Tory. Then all this while have I been
bubbled,

I thought it was a dog in doublet:
The matter now no longer fticks;
For statesmen never want dog-tricks.
But fince it was a real curr,
And not a dog in metaphor,
I give you joy of the report,

That he's to have a place at court.

Whig. Yes, and a place he will grow

rich in;

A turn-spit in the royal kitchen.
Sir, to be plain I tell you what,
We had occafion for a plot:

And, when we found the dog begin it,
We guess'd the bishop's foot was in it.
Tory. I own it was a dang'rous project;
And you have prov'd it by dog-logick.
Sure fuch intelligence between
A dog and bishop ne'er was seen,
Till you began to change the breed ;
Your bishops all are d―gs indeed.

JOAN cudgels NED.

Written in the Year 1723.

OAN cudgels Ned, yet Ned's a bully; Will cudgels Befs, yet Will's a cully. Die Ned and Befs; give Will to Joan, She dares not fay her life's her own. Die Joan and Will; give Befs to Ned, And ev'ry day fhe combs his head.

STELLA at Wood-park,

A House of Charles Ford, Efq; eight miles from Dublin.

-Cuicumque nocere volebat
Veftimenta dabat pretiofa.

D

Written in the Year 1723.

ON Carlos, in a merry spight,
Did Stella to his houfe invite :
He entertain'd her half a year

With gen'rous wines and coftly chear.
Don Carlos made her chief director,
That she might o'er the fervants hector.
In half a week the dame grew nice,
Got all things at the highest price:
Now at the table head the fits,
Prefented with the niceft bits:
She look'd on partridges with fcorn,
Except they tafted of the corn :
A haunch of ven'fon made her fweat,
Unless it had the right fumette.
Don Carlos earnestly would beg,
Dear madam, try this pigeon's leg;
Was happy, when he could prevail
To make her only touch a quail.

Through

Through candle light fhe view'd the wine
To fee that ev'ry glafs was fine.

At laft, grown prouder than the devil
With feeding high and treatment civil,
Don Carlos now began to find
His malice work as he defign'd.
The winter-sky began to frown,
Poor Stella muft pack off to town;
From purling ftreams and fountains bub-
bling,

To* Liffy's ftinking tide at Dublin :
From wholesome exercise and air,
To foffing in an easy chair:

From ftomach fharp, and hearty feeding,
To piddle like a lady breeding:
From ruling there the houshold fingly,
To be directed here by + Dingley:
From ev'ry day a lordly banquet,
To half a joint, and God be thanked:
From ev'ry meal Pontack in plenty,
To half a pint one day in twenty:
From Ford attending at her call,
To vifits of

From Ford, who thinks of nothing mean,
To the poor doings of the dean:

The river that runs through Dublin.
A lady: The two ladies lodged together.

*

From growing richer with good chear,
To running out by ftarving here.
But now arrives the difmal day;
She must return to Ormond Quay.
The coachman ftopt; fhe look'd and fwore
The rafcal had miftook the door:
At coming in you saw her stoop;
The entry brush'd against her hoop:
Each moment rifing in her airs,
She curft the narrow winding stairs:
Began a thousand faults to spy;
The ceiling hardly fix feet high;
The smutty wainscot full of cracks:
And half the chairs with broken backs;
Her quarter's out at Lady-Day,
She vows fhe will no longer ftay
In lodgings like a poor Grizette,
While there are lodgings to be let,
Howe'er, to keep her fpirits up,
She fent for company to fup:
When all the while you might remark,
She ftrove in vain to ape Wood park.
Two bottles call'd for (half her ftore,
The cupboard could contain but four:)
A fupper worthy of herself,
Five nothings in five plates of delf

* Where the two ladies l