The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 423 pages of information about The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2.

The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 423 pages of information about The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2.

A sore disease this scribbling itch is! 
  His Lordship, in his Pliny seen,[1]
Turns Madam Pilkington in breeches,
  And now attacks our Patriot Dean.

What! libel his friend when laid in ground: 
  Nay, good sir, you may spare your hints,
His parallel at last is found,
  For what he writes George Faulkner prints.

Had Swift provoked to this behaviour,
  Yet after death resentment cools,
Sure his last act bespoke his favour,
  He built an hospital—­for fools.

[Footnote 1:  Lord Orrery translated the letters of the younger Pliny.—­Scott.]

TO DOCTOR DELANY

ON HIS BOOK ENTITLED “OBSERVATIONS ON
LORD ORRERY’S REMARKS”

Delany, to escape your friend the Dean,
  And prove all false that Orrery had writ,
You kindly own his Gulliver profane,
  Yet make his puns and riddles sterling wit.

But if for wrongs to Swift you would atone,
  And please the world, one way you may succeed,
Collect Boyle’s writings and your own,
  And serve them as you served THE DEED.

EPIGRAM

On Faulkner’s displaying in his shop the Dean’s bust in marble, (now placed in the great aisle of St. Patrick’s church), while he was publishing Lord Orrery’s Remarks.

Faulkner! for once you have some judgment shown,
By representing Swift transform’d to stone;
For could he thy ingratitude have known,
Astonishment itself the work had done!

AN INSCRIPTION

Intended for a compartment in Dr. Swift’s monument, designed by
Cunningham, on College Green, Dublin.

Say, to the Drapier’s vast unbounded fame,
  What added honours can the sculptor give? 
None.—­’Tis a sanction from the Drapier’s name
  Must bid the sculptor and his marble live.

June 4, 1765.

AN EPIGRAM OCCASIONED BY THE ABOVE INSCRIPTION

Which gave the Drapier birth two realms contend;
And each asserts her poet, patriot, friend: 
Her mitre jealous Britain may deny;
That loss Ierne’s laurel shall supply;
Through life’s low vale, she, grateful, gave him bread;
Her vocal stones shall vindicate him dead.

W. B. J. N.

1766.

INDEX

ACHESON, SIR ARTHUR, ii, 89;
  verses by, to Swift, 92;
  verses to, by Swift, 93. 
Acheson, Lady, Lamentation by, ii, 95, 115;
  twelve articles addressed to, 125. 
Addison, i, 322. 
Address to the Citizens, ii, 292. 
Agistment, ii, 264, 271. 
Aislaby, John, ii, 164. 
Alcides, Hercules, ii, 71. 
Alexander, Earl of Stirling, ii, 89. 
Allen, John, ii, 269. 
Allen, Lord, Traulus, i, 344; ii, 239, 242, 243. 

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