So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.

Learning by study must be won; 'Twas ne'er entail'd from son to son.

Variety's the source of joy below, From whence still fresh-revolving pleasures flow, In books and love the mind one end pursues, And only change the expiring flames renews.

To frame the little animal, provide All the gay hues that wait on female pride: Let Nature guide thee; sometimes golden wire The shining bellies of the fly require; The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail, Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail.

I know you lawyers can with ease, Twist words and meanings as you please; That language, by your skill made pliant, Will bend to favour every client; That 'tis the fee directs the sense, To make out either side's pretense.

Fill it up. I take as large draughts of liquor as I did of love. I hate a flincher in either.

If with me you'd fondly stray Over the hills and far away.