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 Dick with zealous noes and ays Could roar as loud as Stentor, In the house 'tis all he says; But Tom is eloquenter.

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when, from rooting in a bin, All powder'd o'er from tail to chin, A lively maggot sallies out, You know him by his hazel snout: So when the grandson of his grandsire Forth issuing wriggling, Dick Drawcansir, With powder'd rump and back and side, You cannot blanch his tawny hide; For 'tis beyond the power of meal The gipsy visage to conceal: For, as he shakes his wainscot chops, Down every mealy atom drops, And leaves the tartar phyz in show, Like a fresh t—d just dropt on snow.

CLAD ALL IN BROWN. TO DICK.

IMITATED FROM COWLEY.

brute that stinks below, Why in this brown dost thou appear? For would'st thou make a fouler show, Thou must go naked all the year. Fresh