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DEAN SWIFT AT SIR ARTHUR ACHESON'S,

IN THE NORTH OF IRELAND.


THE dean would visit Market-hill,
Our invitation was but slight;
I said — Why let him, if he will:
And so I bade sir Arthur write.

His manners would not let him wait,
Lest we should think ourselves neglected
And so we saw him at our gate,
Three days before he was expected.

After a week, a month, a quarter,
And day succeeding after day,
Says not a word of his departure,
Though not a soul would have him stay.

I've said enough to make him blush,
Methinks, or else the Devil's in't;
But he cares not for it a rush,
Nor for my life will take the hint.

But you, my dear, may let him know,
In civil language, if he stays,
How deep and foul the roads may grow,
And that he may command the chaise.

Or you may say — My wife intends,
Though I should be exceeding proud,
This winter to invite some friends,
And, sir, I know, you hate a crowd.

Or, Mr. dean — I should with joy

Beg you would here continue still,

But