Therefore to thy superiour wit,
Who made the trial, we submit;
Thy head to prove the truth of it
we wanted.
In one assertion you're to blame,
Where Dan and Sherry's made the same,
Endeavouring to have your name
refin'd, sir:
You'll see most grossly you mistook,
If you consult your spelling-book,
(The better half you say you took)
you'll find, sir;
S, H, E, she — and R, I, ri,
Both put together make Sherry,
D, A, N, Dan — makes up the three
syllables;
Dan is but one, and Sherri two,
Then, sir, your choice will never do;
Therefore I've turn'd, my friend, on you
the tables.
DR. DELANY'S REPLY.
ASSIST me, my Muse, while I labour to limn him:
Credite, Pisones, isti tabulæ persimilem.
You look and you write with so different a grace,
That I envy your verse, though I did not your face.
And to him that thinks rightly, there's reason enough,
'Cause one is as smooth, as the other is rough.
