[Footnote 1:  Now first published from a copy in the Dean’s handwriting; in possession of J. Connill, Esq. [S.]]

[Footnote 2:  Povey was sergeant-at-arms to the House of Commons.]

  “THE YAHOO’S OVERTHROW; OR, THE KEVAN
  BAYL’S NEW BALLAD."[3]

  UPON SERGEANT KITE’S INSULTING THE DEAN.

  To the Tune of “Derry Down."

    “Jolley boys of St Kevan’s,[4] St Patrick’s, Donore,
  And Smithfield, I’ll tell you, if not told before,
  How Bettesworth, that booby, and scoundrel in grain,
  Has insulted us all by insulting the Dean. 
        Knock him down, down, down, knock him down.

[Footnote 3:  “Grub Street Journal,” No. 189, August 9th, 1734.—­“In December last, Mr. Bettesworth of the city of Dublin, serjeant-at-law, and member of parliament, openly swore, before many hundreds of people, that, upon the first opportunity, by the help of ruffians, he would murder or maim the Dean of St. Patrick’s, (Dr. Swift).  Upon which thirty-one of the principal inhabitants of that liberty signed a paper to this effect:  ’That, out of their great love and respect to the Dean, to whom the whole kingdom hath so many obligations, they would endeavour to defend the life and limbs of the said Dean against a certain man and all his ruffians and murderers.’  With which paper they, in the name of themselves and all the inhabitants of the city, attended the Dean on January 8, who being extremely ill in bed of a giddiness and deafness, and not able to receive them, immediately dictated a very grateful answer.  The occasion of a certain man’s declaration of his villainous design against the Dean, was a frivolous unproved suspicion that he had written some lines in verse reflecting upon him.”]

[Footnote 4:  Kevan Bayl was a cant expression for the mob of this district of Dublin.]

  “The Dean and his merits we every one know,

But this skip of a lawyer, where the de’il did he grow? 
How greater his merit at Four Courts or House,
Than the barking of Towzer, or leap of a louse! 

          
                                                          Knock him down, &c.

  “That he came from the Temple, his morals do show;

But where his deep law is, few mortals yet know: 
His rhetoric, bombast, silly jests, are by far
More like to lampooning, than pleading at bar. 

          
                                                          Knock him down, &c.

  “This pedlar, at speaking and making of laws,

Has met with returns of all sorts but applause;
Has, with noise and odd gestures, been prating some years,
What honester folk never durst for their ears. 

          
                                                          Knock him down, &c.