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A Vindication Of The Libel; Or, A New Ballad, Written By A Shoe-Boy, On An Attorney Who Was Formerly A Shoe-Boy

By Jonathan Swift

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"Qui color ater erat, nunc est contrarius atro."[1]     With singing of ballads, and crying of news,     With whitening of buckles, and blacking of shoes,     Did Hartley set out, both shoeless and shirtless,     And moneyless too, but not very dirtless;     Two pence he had gotten by begging, that's all;     One bought him a brush, and one a black ball;     For clouts at a loss he could not be much,     The clothes on his back as being but such;     Thus vamp'd and accoutred, with clouts, ball, and brush,     He gallantly ventured his fortune to push:     Vespasian[2] thus, being bespatter'd with dirt,     Was omen'd to be Rome's emperor for't.     But as a wise fiddler is noted, you know,     To have a good couple of strings to one bow;     So Hartley[3] judiciously thought it too little,     To live by the sweat of his hands and his spittle:     He finds out another profession as fit,     And straight he becomes a retailer of wit.     One day he cried - "Murders, and songs, and great news!"     Another as loudly - "Here blacken your shoes!"     At Domvile's[4] full often he fed upon bits,     For winding of jacks up, and turning of spits;     Lick'd all the plates round, had many a grubbing,     And now and then got from the cook-maid a drubbing;     Such bastings effect upon him could have none:     The dog will be patient that's struck with a bone.     Sir Thomas, observing this Hartley withal     So expert and so active at brushes and ball,     Was moved with compassion, and thought it a pity     A youth should be lost, that had been so witty:     Without more ado, he vamps up my spark,     And now we'll suppose him an eminent clerk!     Suppose him an adept in all the degrees     Of scribbling cum dasho, and hooking of fees;     Suppose him a miser, attorney, per bill,     Suppose him a courtier - suppose what you will -     Yet, would you believe, though I swore by the Bible,     That he took up two news-boys for crying the libel?

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Jonathan Swift

About Jonathan Swift

Jonathan Swift (1667–1745) was an Irish satirist, essayist, and poet. Best known for "Gulliver's Travels," his poetry includes "A Description of a City Shower" and "Verses on the Death of Dr. Swift." His sharp wit and moral indignation made him one of the greatest satirists in English.

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