The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 8/Conclusion From These Epigrams, With Dr. Swift's Answer
A Conclusion drawn from the above Epigrams and sent to the Drapier.
SINCE Anna, whose bounty thy merits had fed,
Ere her own was laid low, had exalted thy head;
And since our good queen to the wise is so just,
To raise heads for such as are humbled in dust,
I wonder, good man, that you are not envaulted;
Prithee go, and be dead, and be doubly exalted.
Dr. Swift's Answer.
HER majesty never shall be my exalter;
And yet she would raise me, I know, by a halter!