Still thy labour and thy care, What for Dublin thou hast done, And outshine th' unclouded sun. Safe conducts the ship to land. Fortune's power alike defies; More than death abhors and flies: VOL. XVIII. G G AN AN INVITATION, BY DR. DELANY, IN THE NAME OF DR. SWIFT*. MIGHTY Thomas†, a solemn senatus‡ I call, To consult for Sapphira; so come one and all; Quit books, and quit business, your cure and your care, For a long winding walk, and a short bill of fare. meal; *Sce Mrs. Pilkington's Memoirs, vol. III, page 65. And + From their diminutive size, the dean used to call Mr. Pilkington "Tom Thumb," and his wife "his lady fair.” To correct Mrs. Barber's poems; which were published at London, in 4to, by subscription; with the addition of several poems by her son Constantine, afterward a very learned physician, and president of the college of physicians in Dublin.-The dean, in his will, bequeathed to Mrs. Barber "the medal of queen "Anne and prince George, which she formerly gave me." The name by which Mrs. Barber was distinguished by her friends. Mrs. Pilkington. Mrs. Constantia Grierson, a native of Kilkenny, who died in 1733, at the age of 27. She was well versed in Greek and Roman literature, history, divinity, philosophy, and mathematicks. She gave a proof of her knowledge of the Latin tongue, by her dedication And for your cruel part*, who take pleasure in blood, I have that of the grape, which is ten times as good: Flow wit to her honour, flow wine to her health; High rais'd be her worth, above titles or wealth. BETTESWORTH'S EXULTATION, UPON HEARING THAT HIS NAME WOULD BE TRANSMITTED TO POSTERITY IN DR. SWIFT'S WORKS. WELL! now, since the heat of my passion's abated, That the dean hath lampoon'd me, my mind is elated : Lampoon'd did I call it ?-No-what was it then! dedication of the Dublin edition of Tacitus to the lord Carteret, and by that of Terence to his son, to whom she likewise wrote a Greek epigram. Lord Carteret obtained a patent for Mr. George Grierson, her husband, to be king's printer in Ireland; and, to distinguish and reward her extraordinary merit, had her life inserted in it. See the preface to Mrs. Barber's poems. * Mrs. Van Lewen (Mrs. Pilkington's mother), who used to argue with Dr. Swift, about his declamation against eating blood. If the end be obtain'd 'tis equal what portal By skilful physicians, give ease to the headThough my title be spurious, why should I be dastard, A man is a man, though he should be a bastard. A man is no more, who has once lost his breath; A tyrant or patriot, a Titus or Nero, To a judge 'tis all one which he fixes his eye on, In verse I shall live, and be read in each climate; be rotten, Ambrose Philips. A COPY VERSES ON TWO CELEBRATED MODERN POETS. BEHOLD, those monarch oaks, that rise, With lofty branches to the skies, Have large proportion'd roots that grow Two bards, that now in fashion reign, If this to clouds and stars will venture, That, had I been the god of wit, Should Young and Philips drudge together*. * This is to be understood as a censure only of the poetical character of those gentlemen. As men, the dean esteemed them both; and on Philips in particular conferred many signal acts of friendship. |