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The statutes of the land he had by heart;
Turn'd all to gold, without the chymist's art.
In a plain motley coat he rode, ty'd fast,
With a strip'd filken salh about his waste.

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Franklin was the ferjeant's chief delight,

His beard was long, and as the dafie white.
Sanguine he was, and study'd pleasure most;
His morning's draught, fack, with a nut-brow toast.
All delicates that money could procure
He had; a nice luxurious epicure.
With fish and fowl, with bak'd-meat and with roast,
His table groan'd, he valu'd not the coft.
All rarities the nations could afford
Were search’d, and bought to fill his ample board.
In ev'ry season delicates appear,
Diversify'd each quarter of the year.
Hare, partridge, pheasant ever were at hand;
Carp, tench, and breme, as ready at command,

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With poinant fauces proper for each dich
Woe to the cook were any thing's amiss !
Spatious his hall, and open was the door,
Fragments and marrow-bones bespread the floor;
And ready cover'd with all sorts of food,
All the long day a table dormant stood.
This worthy franklin bore a purse of filk,
Fixt to his girdle, white as morning milk.
Knight of the shire, first justice at th' aflize,
To help the poor, the doubtful to advise.
In all employments, gen'rous, juft he prov'd;
Renown'd for courtefie, by all belov'd.

The Seaman.

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HEN came a Dartmouth seaman far from

Weft, A very aukward rider at the bet. A coarse cloth gown he wore, not long, nor wider His dagger in a lace adorn'd his fide. He knew those sultry climates where the sun Turn'd his complexion to a dulky brown. To company and mirth he did incline, Had fwallow'd many a draught of Bourdeaux wine.

Kept

Kept an obedient seaman's confcience,
Held borrowing from his owners no offence.
If 'twas his fate to take the lucky prize,
(For ftoutly he would fight) he was fo wise
To pick the best, which fent by parcels home,
Little of worth did to the office come.
A perfect master of the compass, he
Cou'd shun each rock and shallow in the sea;
Had weather’d tempefts, in engagements been,
Scap'd many dangers, many countries feen.
Knew ev'ry creek and harbour on the main,
Of England, Scotland, and the coaft of Spain.
In many fights his frigate much was fam'd;
The Magdalene of England it was nam'd.

The Doctor of Physick.

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HE doctor next; a foe to all excess;

Who travell’d more for health than holiness.
In nice Anatomy well skill'd was he,
And not a stranger to astronomy.
He knew to wire-draw a distemper well,
And cures by magic natural foretel;

A deep

A deep astrologer, that cou'd with ease
Caft the nativity of each disease,
Show at what punctual hour it shou'd expire,
In terms which knaves invent, and fools admire.

The cause of ev'ry malady he knew,
Whether of cold, heat, moist, or dry, it grew.
Told which of those engender'd the disease; ,
'Twas but removing That, and you'd have ease.
Th' Apothecary waited his command;
Druggs and Electuaries were still at hand.
Whatever one prescrib'd, the other made,
And each by turns advanc'd the mutual trade..
He'd tell the wonders wrought by * Phæbus' son,
What fame the great Hippocrates had won.
Well read in Galen, Celsus, Avicen,
In Dioscoridęs and Damascen.
These names, and many more he had by rote,
Which to th’unlearn'd he never fail'd to quote:
No bible on his pagan shelv
It was prohibited the laity.
In diet fingular; young tender meat,
And eafiy of digestion, he would eat.

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At a rich patient's table, bold and free;
But at his own, he prais'd frugality.
Of scarlet Persian filk his habit was,
And neatly lin'd with taffety, or gause.
Great were his gains, but mod'rate his expence;
He flourish'd in a time of pestilence.
Gold's the best cordial; yet he lov'd to see
Coyn'd aurum rather than potabile.

The Wife of Bath.

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Merry wife of Bath comes next in place,

But somewhat deaf, with an autumnal face.
By trade a weaver, one who scorn'd to grant
Her work out-done at Ypres, or at Gaunt.
No matron could with greater zeal incline
To pay her off'ring at the martyr's shrine.
She neither patient, nor devout could be,
If any rivali'd her in charity.
In her own parish she wou'd take the wall,
Before the proudest matron of 'em all :
Upon a Sunday ever trimly drest,
She flaunted forth, the envy of the reft.

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