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D ID you ever hear of Captain Wattle?

U He was all forlove, and a little for the bottle, We know not, though pains we have ta’en to in

quire, If gunpowder he invented, or the Thames set on

fire;

If to him was the centre of gravity known,
The longitude, or the philosopher's stone;
Or whether he studied from Bacon or Boyle,
Copernicus, Locke, Katterfelto, or Hoyle;
But this we have learnt, with great labourand pain,
That he loved Miss Roe, and she lov'd him again.

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Than sweet Miss Roe none ever look'd fiercer,
She had but one eye, but that one was a piercer.
We know not, for certainty, her education,
If she wrote, mended stockings, or settled the

nation;
At cards, if she lik'd whist and swabbers, or voles,
Or, at dinner, lov'd pig, or a steak on the coals;
Whether most of the Sappho she was, or Thalestris,
Orifdancing was taught her by Hopkins or Vestris;
But, for your satisfaction, this good news weobtain,
That she lov'd Captain Wattle, and he lov'd her

again..

When wedded, he became lord and master, de

pend on't; He had butone leg, but he'd a foot at the end on't, Which, of governinent when she would fain hold

the bridle, He took special caution, should never lie idle:

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SOS So, like most married folks, 'twas my plague, and

my chicken, And sometimesa-kissing, and sometimes a-kicking, Then, for comfort, a cordial she'd now and then 303 Ltry, Alternately piping or bunging her eye; And these facts of this couple does the history

contain, When he kick'd Mrs. Wattle, she kick'd him

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M y friend is the man I would copy through

W life; He harbours no envy, he causés no strife: No murmurs escape him, though fortune bears

hard;
Content is his portion, and peace his reward.

Still happy in his station,
He minds his occupation :

Nor heeds the snares,

Nor knows the cares,
That vice and folly bring :
Daily, working wearily,

Nightly, singing cheerily;
Dear to him his wife, his home, his country and

his king.
His heart is enlarg'd, though his fortune be scant;
He lessens his little for others that want :
Tho'his children'sdear claims on his industry press,
He has something to spare for the childof distress,

He seeks no idle squabble,
He joins no thoughtless rabble;

TO

To clear his way, 100 din

From day to day, sherlar
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His honest views extend;
When he speaks, 'tis verily, di

When he siniles, 'tis merrily;
Dear to him his sport, his toil, his honour, and

his friend, B irts 107

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With a porch at my door, both for shelter and

shade too, As the sunshine or rain may prevail; With a small spot of ground, for the use of the

spade too, And a barn, for the use of the fail : A cow for my dairy, a dog for my game,

And a purse when a friend wants to borrow, I'll envy no nabob his riches or fame,

Or what honours may wait him to-morrow. From the bleak northern blast may my cot be

completely Secur'd by a neighbouring hill; And at night may repose steal upon me more

sweetly By the sound of a murmuring rill; . And while peace and plenty I find at my board,

With a heart free from sickness and sorrow, - With my friends I will share what to-day inay

afford, And let them spread the table to-morrow. And when I at last must throw off this frail cov'r

ing, Which I've worn for three score years and ten, On the brink of the grave I'll not seek to keep

hov'ring, Nor my thread wish to spin o'er again : But my face in the glass I'll serenely survey,

And with siniles,counteach wrinkle and furrow, As this old worn-out stuff, which is threadbare

to-day,
May become everlasting to-morrow.

TO

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33 W ITH lowly suit and plaintive ditty,

VV I call the tender mind to pity: My friends are gone, my heart is beating, And chilling poverty's my lot;

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