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She wears no colors (sign of grace)
All white and black beside :
And masculine her stride.
So have I seen, in black and white,
the tail, All flutter, pride, and talk.
Phryne. Phryne had talents for mankind; Open she was, and unconfind,
Like some free port of trade : Merchants unloaded here their freight, And agents from each foreign state,
Here first their entry made.
Her learning and good breeding such,
Spaniards, or French, came to her, To all obliging she'd appear : 'Twas Si Signior, 'twas Yaw Mynheer,
'Twas Sil vous plait, Monsieur.
Obscure by birth, renown'd by crimes,
At length she turns a bride:
And flutters in her pride.
So have I known those insects fair
Still vary shapes and dyes ;
Then painted butterflies.
VII. DR. SWIFT.
The happy Life of a Country Parson. Parson, these things in thy possessing Are better than the bishop's blessing : A wife that makes conserves ; a stecd That carries double when there's need ; October store, and best Virginia, Tythe pig, and mortuary guinea ; Gazettes sent gratis down and frank’d, For which thy patron's weekly thankd ; A large concordance, bound long since ; Sermons to Charles the First, when prince ; A chronicle of ancient standing ; A Chrysostom to smooth thy band ini
The Polyglotthree parts,—my text,
He that has these may pass his life,
EPISTLE TO DR. ARBUTHNOT;
PROLOGUE TO THE SATIRES.
To the first Publication of this Epistle. This paper is a sort of bill of complaint, begun
many years since, and drawn up by snatches, as the several occasions offered. I had no thoughts of publishing it, till it pleased some persons of rank and fortune (the authors of Verses to the Imitator of Horace, and of an Epistle to a Doctor of Divinity from a Nobleman at HamptonCourt) to attack, in a very extraordinary manner, not only my writings, (of which, being public, the public is judge,) but my person, morals, and family, whereof, to those who know me not, a truer information may be requisite. Being divided between the necessity to say something of myself, and my own laziness to undertake so awkward a task, I thought it the shortest way to put the last hand to this Epistle. If it have any thing pleasing, it will be that by which I am most desirous to please, the truth, and the sentiment ; and if any thing offensive, it will be only to those I am least sorry to offend, the vicious or the ungenerous.
Many will know their own pictures in it, there
being not a circumstance but what is true ; but I have, for the most part, spared their names, and
they may escape being laughed at, if they please. I would have some of them know, it was owing to the request
of the learned and candid friend, to whom it is inscribed, that I make not as free use of theirs as they have done of mine. How. ever, I shall have this advantage and honor on my side, that whereas, by their proceeding, any abuse may be directed at any man, no injury can possibly be done by mine, since a nameless character can never be found out but by its truth and likeness.