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Il6 CALLIOPE: OR THE
A ftrait foon came, my friend I try'd s
He kngh'd and fpurn'd my moan 3
I hy'd me home, and pleas'd myfelf
With John of Badenyon.
I thought I fhould be wifer next,
And would a patriot turn ;
Began to doat on Johnny Wilkes,
And cry up Parfon-Horne :
Their noble fpirit I admir'd,
And prais'd their manly zeal,
Who had with flaming tongue and pen,
Maintained the public weal ;
But 'ere a month or two was pail,
I found myfelf betray'd ;
s Twas felf and party after all,
For all the itir they made.
At laft I faw thefe factious knaves
hifult the very throne ;
I curs*d them all, and tun'd my pipe
To John of Badenyon.
What next to do I mus'd a while,
Still hoping to fucceed,
1 pitch'd on books for company,
And gravely try'd to read ;
I bought and borrow'd ev'ry where.
And ftudy'd night and day ;
Nor mill what dean or doctor wroteV
That happen'd in my way :
phjlofophy I now efteem'd
The ornament of youth,
And carefully^ thro' many a page*
I hunted after truth ;
A thoufand various fch ernes I try'd.
And yet was pleas'd with none :
I threw them by, and tun'd my pipe
To John of BadenyciL

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