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Of old, when Scarron his companions invited, Each guest brought his dish, and the feast was united.

* landlord supplies us with beef, and with fish, Let each guest bring himself, and he brings the best

dish : Our + dean shall be venison, just fresh from the plains; Our | Burke shall be tongue, with a garnish of brains; Our 8 Will shall be wild fowl, of excellent flavour, And || Dick with his pepper shall heighten their favour:

* The master of the St. James's coffee-house, where the doctor, and the friends he has characterized in this poem, occafionally dined.

+ Doctor Barnard, dean of Derry in Ireland. | Mr. Edmund Burke.

$ Mr. William Burke, late secretary to general Conway, and member for Bedwin.

|| Mr. Richard Burke, collector of Granada.

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Our * Cumberland's sweet-bread its place shall obtain,
And + Douglas is pudding, fubftantial and plain :
Our | Garrick's a sallad; for in him we see
Oil, vinegar, sugar, and saltness agree :
To make out the dinner, full certain I am,
That § Ridge is anchovy, and || Reynolds is lamb;
That q Hickey's a capon, and, by the same rule,
Magnanimous Goldsmith, a goofberry fool.
At a dinner so various, at such a repast,
Who'd not be a glutton, and stick to the last?
Here, waiter, more wine, let me fit while I'm able,
'Till all my companions fink under the table ;
Then, with chaos and blunders encircling my head,
Let me ponder, and tell what I think of the dead,

Mr. Richard Cumberland, author of the West-Indian, Fashionable Lover, the Brothers, and other dramatic pieces.

+ Doctor Douglas, canon of Windsor, an ingenious Scotch gentleman, who has no less distinguished himself as a citizen of the world, than a sound critic, in detecting feveral literary mistakes (or rather forgeries) of his countrymen; particularly Lauder on Milton, and Bower's History of the Popes.

| David Garrick, efq;

§ Counsellor John Ridge, a gentleman belonging to the Iril bar.

| Sir Joshua Reynolds. 9 An eminent attorney

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Here lies the good * dean, re-united to earth,
Who mixt reason with pleasure, and wisdom with

mirth :
If he had any faults, he has left us in doubt,
At least, in six weeks, I could not find 'em out;
Yet some have declar'd, and it can't be denied 'em,
That fly-boots was cursedly cunning to hide 'em.

Here lies our good + Edmund, whose genius was

fuch,
We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much ;
Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind,
And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Though fraught with all learning, yet itraining his

throat,
To persuade 1 Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote;
Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining,
And thought of convincing, while they thought of

dining;
Though equal to all things, for all things unfit,
Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit:
For a patriot too cool; for a drudge, disobedient;
And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient.
In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, fir,
To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.

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# Vide page 97.

+ Ibid. # Mr. T. Townshend, member for Whitchurch,

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Here lies honest * William, whose heart was a

mint, While the owner ne'er knew half the good that was

in't ;

The pupil of impulse, it fored him along,
His conduct still right, with his argument wrong;
Still aiming at honour, yet fearing to roam,
The coachman was tipsey, the chariot drove home;
Would you ask for his merits ? alas ! he had none;
What was good was spontaneous, his faults were his

own.

Here lies honest Richard, whose fate I must sigh at; Alas, that such frolic should now be so quiet ! What spirits were his ! what wit and what whim ! + Now breaking a jeft, and now breaking a limb! Now wrangling and grumbling to keep up the ball ! Now teazing and vexing, yet laughing at all! In short, fo provoking a devil was Dick, That we wilh'd him full ten times a day at old nick; But, missing his mirth and agreeable vein, As often we wish'd to have Dick back again.

* Vide page 97.

+ Mr. Richard Burke; vide page 97. This gentleman having slightly fractured one of his arms and legs, at different times, the doctor has rallied him on those accidents, as a kind of retributive justice for breaking his jefts upon other people.

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Here * Cumberland lies, having acted his parts, The Terence of England, the mender of hearts; A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are. His gallants are all faultless, his women divine, And comedy wonders at being so fine; Like a tragedy queen he has dizen'd her out, Or rather like tragedy giving a rout. His fools have their follies so loft in a crowd of virtues and feelings, that folly grows proud, And coxcombs alike in their failings alone, Adopting his portraits are pleas’d with their own. Say, where has our poet this malady caught ?" Or, wherefore his characters thus without fault? Say, was it that vainly directing his view To find out mens virtues, and finding them few, Quite fick of pursuing each troublesome elf, He grew lazy at last, and drew from himself?

Here + Douglas retires from his toils to relax, The scourge of impostors, the terror of quacks: Come, all ye quack bards, and ye quacking divines, Come, and dance on the spot where your tyrant re

clines : When satire and censure encircled his throne, I fear'd for your safety, I fear'd for my own ;

* Vide page 98.

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