Honour and fame alike we will partake, So well I'll eat what you so richly make. HIS UPON A GIANT'S ANGLING. is Angle-rod made of a sturdy oak, UPON THE DUKE OF MARLBOROUGH'S HOUSE AT WOODSTOCK. Atria longe patent; fed nec cœnantibus ufqum, 80 MART. Epig. SEE, Sir, fee here is the grand approach; There lies the bridge, and here is the clock; The spacious court, the colonade, And mark how wide the hall is made. 5 10 Thanks, Sir, cry'd I; it is very fine; I find by all you have been telling That it is a house but not a dwelling. A CASE OF CONSCIENCE. OLD Paddy Scot, with none of the best faces, Paul, "ar 5 It happen'd after pray'rs one certain night,f fome far well To turn Socinus, Leffius, Efcobar, Fam'd Covarruvias, and the great Navarre; ΤΟ 15 20 "Or an unfacred thing from facred place, "There would be nothing diff'rent in the case; "But if both thing and place should sacred be "Twere height of facrilege, as doctors all agre "Then," fays the Doctor, "for more light inve "To put a special cafe were not amifs. Suppose a man should take a Common Pray's "Out of a chapel where there is fome to fpare? "A Common Pray'r!" fays Paddy; "that woun "A facrilege of an intense degree." T "Sppofe that one should in these holydays: "Take thence a bunch of rosemary, or bays?" -"I'd not be too cenforious in that cafe, "But 't would be facrilege till from the place. "What if a man should from the chapel take "A taper's end? fhould he a fcruple make, "If homeward to his chambers he should go, "Whether it were theft or facrilege or no?” The fly infinuation was perceiv'd: Says Paddy, "Doctor, you may be deceiv'd “Unless in cafes you distinguish right; "But this may be refolv'd at the first fight. "As to the taper it could be no theft, "For it had done its duty and was left; "And facrilege in having it is none, "Because that in my fleeve I now have one.' “ Hold, not so fast,” cries he: "pray pardon me ; “ Maids with huge gaping wide mouths must have three." Betty diftorts her face with hideoussquall, "Oh ho! is it so? The cafe is alter'd, Paul. } HOLD FAST BELOW. THERE was a lad, th' unluckiest of his crew, 'Twas they should rob the orchard hẹ 'd retire ; 25 29 The profit was his own, the mifchief theirs. 110 There fell fome words made him begin to doubt The rogues would grow fo wife to find him out: He was not pleas'd with this, and so next day He cries to them, as going just to play,.. "What a rare jackdaw's neft is there! look up, 15 "You fee it is almoft at the fteeple's top." "Ah!" fays another, "we can have no hope "Of getting thither to it without a rope." Says then the flcering fpark, with courteous grin, By which he drew his infant cullies in, 20 |