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you're come to town." I hurry me in haste away, Not thinking it is levee-day; And find his honour in a pound, Hemm'd by a triple circle round, Chequer'd with ribbons blue and green: How should I thrust myself between? Some wag observes me thus perplex'd, And, smiling, whispers to the next, "I thought the Dean had been too proud, To justle here among a crowd!" Another, in a surly fit, Tells me I have more zeal than wit. "So eager to express your love, You ne'er consider whom you shove, But rudely press before a duke." I own I'm pleased with this rebuke, And take it kindly meant, to show What I desire the world should know. I get a whisper, and withdraw; When twenty fools I never saw Come with petitions fairly penn'd, Desiring I would stand their friend. This humbly offers me his case; That begs my interest for a place; A hundred other men's affairs, Like bees, are humming in my ears. "To-morrow my appeal comes on; Without your help, the cause is gone--" "The duke expects my lord and you, About some great affair, at two--" "Put my Lord Bolingbroke in mind, To get my warrant quickly sign'd: Consider, 'tis my first request."-- Be satisfied I'll do my best: Then presently he falls to tease, "You may for certain, if you please; I doubt not if his lordship knew--- And Mr. Dean, one word from you[4]----" 'Tis (let me see) three years and more, (October next it will be four,) Since Harley bid me first attend,[5] And chose me for an humble friend; Would take me in his coach to chat, And question me of this and that; As "What's o'clock?" And, "How's the wind?" "Whose chariot's that we left behind?" Or gravely try to read the lines Writ underneath the country signs;[6] And mark at Brentford how they spell Hear is good Eal and Bear to cell. Or, "Have you nothing new to-day To shew from Parnell, Pope and Gay?" Such tattle often entertains My lord and me as far as Staines, As once a-week we travel down To Windsor, and again to town; Where all that passes _inter nos_ Might be proclaim'd at Charing-cross. Yet some I know with envy swell, Because they see me used so well: "How think you of our friend the Dean? I wonder what some people mean! My lord and he are grown so great, Always together, _tete-a-tete_; What! they admire him for his jokes?-- See but the fortune of some folks!" There flies about a strange report Of mighty news arrived at court: I'm stopp'd by all the fools I meet, And catech
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