Mary Barber - To The Right Honourable John Barber, Esq; Lord Mayor Of London, On Committing One Of My Sons To His Care.

Mary Barber - To The Right Honourable John Barber, Esq; Lord Mayor Of London, On Committing One Of My Sons To His Care.

To the late King of Britain a Savage was brought, br Which wild in the Woods of Germania was caught. br This Present so princely was train'd up with Care; br And knew how to eat, and to jump, and to stare; br The Beaux, and the Belles, beheld it with Joy; br And at Court the high Mode was to see the Wild Boy. br br Reflecting on this, with a politic View, br I determin'd to send such a Present to You. br In the Wilds of Hibernia this Boy was beset, br And caught (as the Natives are there) in a Net: br The Creature has Sense, and, in my Eyes, is pretty, br With Talents to make a good Man in the City; br Industrious, and orderly, prudent, and smart, br And not too much Conscience, nor too little Art; br Not scrup'lous, but honest, a Heart set on Gain, br Whose highest Ambition is fix'd on the Chain. br br From You may he copy to wear it with Glory; br Like You, in Return--be honour'd in Story.


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