For what is understood by fame,
Beside the getting of a name?
But, e'er since men invented guns,
A different way their fancy runs :

To paint a Hero, we inquire OITRO JUT
For something that will conquer fire.

Would you describe Turenne or Trump?
Think of a bucket or a pump.

Are these too low?-then find out grander,
Call my Lord CUTTS a Salamander.

Tis well but
Detractors with an evil tongue,ib'astai loos
Who may object against the term, torpetra
Pliny shall prove what we affirm: libmk
Pliny shall prove, and we'll apply,munis rejour
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And I'll be judg'd by standers by,

boo since we live among Pilsalt to

First, then, our author has defin'deillor ins
This reptile of the serpent kind,
With gaudy coat, and shining train;
But loathsome spots his body stain:
Out from some hole obscure he flies,
When rains descend, and tempests rise, it st
Till the sun clears the air; and then
Crawls back neglected to his den.

So, when the war has rais'd a storm,
I've seen a snake in human form,
All stain'd with infamy and vice,
Leap from the dunghill in a trice,
Burnish, and make a gaudy show,
Become a general, peer, and beau,
Till peace has made the sky serene,
Then shrink into its hole again.

"All this we grant-why then look yonder.
Sure that must be a Salamander !"

Further, we are by Pliny told, This serpent is extremely cold;

So cold, that put it in the fire,
"Twill make the very flames expire;
Besides, it spews a filthy froth

(Whether through rage or love, or both)
Of matter purulent and white,

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Which, happening on the skin to light,
And there corrupting to a wound,
Spreads leprosy and baldness round.
So have I seen a batter'd beau,
By age and claps grower'd
grown co

cold as snow, ni olnbroi
Whose breath or touch, where'er he came,
Blew out love's torch, or chill'd the flame:
And should some nymph, who ne'er was cruel,
Like Carleton cheap, or fam'd Du-Ruel,
Receive the filth which he ejects,

She soon would find the same effects,
Her tainted carcase to pursue,
As from the salamander's, spew;
A dismal shedding of her locks,
And, if no leprosy, a pox.

"Then I'll appeal to each bystander,
If this be not a Salamander?"

TO THE EARL OF PETERBOROUGH,

WHO COMMANDED THE BRITISH FORCES IN SPAIN.

MORDANTO fills the trump of fame,

The Christian worlds his deeds proclaim,
And prints are crowded with his name,

In journies he outrides the post, Sits up till midnight with his host, Talks polities, and gives the toast.

Knows every prince in Europe's face, Flies like a squib from place to place, And travels not, but runs a race.

From Paris gazette a-la-main, This day's arriv'd, without his train, Mordanto in a week from Spain.

A messenger comes all a-réek Mordanto at Madrid, to seek;

a week.

He left the town above a goido not hub schic 999 on denw all visual

Next day the postboy winds his horn, And rides through Dover in the morn Mordanto's landed from Leghorn.

Mordanto gallops on alone,

:

The roads are with his followers strown,
This breaks a girth, and that a bone;

His body active as his mind, Returning sound in limb and wind, Except some leather lost behind.

A skeleton in outward figure,

His meagre corpse, though full of vigour,
Would halt behind him, were it bigger.

So wonderful his expedition,
When you have not the least suspicion,
He's with you like an apparition.

Shines in all climates like a star; In senates bold, and fierce in war; A land commander, and a tar:

Heroic actions early bred in,

Ne'er to be match'd in modern reading,
But by his namesake, Charles of Sweden.

ON THE UNION.

[Swift's hatred to the Scottish nation led him to look upon the Union with great resentment, as a measure degrading to England. The Scottish themselves hardly detested the idea more than he did; and that is saying as much as possible.]

THE

queen has lately lost a part
Of her ENTIRELY-ENGLISH * heart,
For want of which, by way of botch,
She piec'd it up again with ScoтCH.
Blest revolution! which creates
Divided hearts, united states !
See how the double nation lies,
Like a rich coat with skirts of frize:
As if a man, in making posies,
Should bundle thistles up with roses.

*. The motto on Queen Anne's coronation medal.-N.

Who ever yet a union saw

Of kingdoms without faith or law?*
Henceforward let no statesman dare
A kingdom to a ship compare;
Lest he should call our commonweal,
A vessel with a double keel :-
Which, just like ours, new rigg'd and mann'd,
And got about a league from land,
By change of wind to leeward side,
The pilot knew not how to guide.
So tossing faction will o'erwhelm
Our crazy double-bottom'd realm.

OR, THE RECEIpt to form a BEAUTY, † 1708.

[This elegant compliment led to numerous silly imitations, which causes Swift to put a caution in Apollo's Edict to the Poets: "With females' compounds I am cloy'd,

Which only pleased in Biddy Floyd."

WHEN Cupid did his grandsire Jove entreat
To form some Beauty by a new receipt,

* i. e. Differing in religion and law.

+ The following elegant Latin version of this "Receipt" was first printed in the sixth volume of Dryden's Miscellanies :