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When Peter heard of his promotion,
His eyes grew like two stars for bliss. There was a bow of sleek devotion Engendering in his back; each motion
Seemed a Lord's shoe to kiss.
A genteel drive up to his door,
Peter was ever poor.
But a disease soon struck into
The very life and soul of Peter.
Dug better-none a heartier eater:
Clung upon Peter, night and day.
I can find strength to say.
Dull)-oh so dull, so very dull !
Dull, beyond all conception dull.
But a few natural friends, would hear him;
Described by Swift-no man could bear him.
With a long, slow, and drear ennui
Anywhere else to be.
The essence of his dulness was
On his red gridiron of brass.
Fell slumbrously upon one side,
To do the work of his reviewing,
To dream of what they should be doing.
Yawned in him till it grew a pest;
A power to infect and to infest.
His kitten, late a sportive elf;
All grew dúll as Peter's self.
Which lived within it a quick life-
Were dead to their harmonious strise.
The insects and each creeping thing,
Near Peter's house took wing.
Stupidly yawned upon the other;
But some half-idiot and half-knave,
Over his father's grave.
“ Choose Reform or civil war, When through thy streets, instead of hare
with dogs, A CONSORT-QUEEN shall hunt a King with hogs, Riding on the IONIAN MINOTAUR.”
ADVERTISEMENT. This Tragedy is one of a triad, or system of three Plays (an arrangement according to which the Greeks were accustomed to connect their Dramatic representations), elucidating the wonderful and appalling fortunes of the SWELLFOOT dynasty. It was evidently written by some learned Theban; and, from its characteristic dulness, apparently before the duties on the importation Of Attic salt had been repealed by the Bæotarchs. The tenderness with which he treats the Pigs proves him to have been a sus Bæotiæ ; possibly Epicuri de grege porcus; for, as the poet observes,
“A fellow feeling makes us wondrous kind." No liberty has been taken with the translation of this remarkakle piece of antiquity, except the suppressing a seditious and blasphemous Chorus of the Pigs and Bulls at the last act. The word Hoydipouse (or more properly Edipus), has been rendered literally SWELLFOOT, without its having been conceived necessary to determine whether a swelling of the hind or the fore feet of the Swinish Monarch is particularly indicated.
Should the remaining portions of this Tragedy be found, entitled "Swellfoot in Angaria" and "Charité," the Translator might
be tempted to give them to the reading Public.
TYRANT SWELLFOOT, King of THE GADFLY.
MOSES, the Sow-gelder.
Wisards, Ministers of
SOLOMON, the Porkman.
ACT I. SCENE I.-A magnificent Temple, built of thigh-bones and death's-heads, and
tiled with scalps. Over the Altar the statue of Famine, veiled; a numéer of boars, sows, and sucking-pigs crowned with thistle, shamruck, and ozk. sitting on the steps, and clinging round the altar of the Temple. Exier Swellfoot in his royal robes, without perceiving the pigs.
Swellfoot. Thou supreme Goddess ! by whose power divine
(He contemplates himself with satisfaction. Of gold and purple, and this kingly
The Swine. Eigh! eigh! eigh! eigh !
Swine. Aigh! aigh ! aigh!
Swine. Ugh! ugh! ugh!
What! ye who grub