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Traulus. Part II

By Jonathan Swift

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Traulus, of amphibious breed,     Motley fruit of mongrel seed;     By the dam from lordlings sprung.     By the sire exhaled from dung:     Think on every vice in both,     Look on him, and see their growth.         View him on the mother's side,[2]     Fill'd with falsehood, spleen, and pride;     Positive and overbearing,     Changing still, and still adhering;     Spiteful, peevish, rude, untoward,     Fierce in tongue, in heart a coward;     When his friends he most is hard on,     Cringing comes to beg their pardon;     Reputation ever tearing,     Ever dearest friendship swearing;     Judgment weak, and passion strong,     Always various, always wrong;     Provocation never waits,     Where he loves, or where he hates;     Talks whate'er comes in his head;     Wishes it were all unsaid.         Let me now the vices trace,     From the father's scoundrel race.     Who could give the looby such airs?     Were they masons, were they butchers?     Herald, lend the Muse an answer     From his atavus and grandsire:[1]     This was dexterous at his trowel,     That was bred to kill a cow well:     Hence the greasy clumsy mien     In his dress and figure seen;     Hence the mean and sordid soul,     Like his body, rank and foul;     Hence that wild suspicious peep,     Like a rogue that steals a sheep;     Hence he learnt the butcher's guile,     How to cut your throat and smile;     Like a butcher, doom'd for life     In his mouth to wear a knife:     Hence he draws his daily food     From his tenants' vital blood.         Lastly, let his gifts be tried,     Borrow'd from the mason's side:     Some perhaps may think him able     In the state to build a Babel;     Could we place him in a station     To destroy the old foundation.     True indeed I should be gladder     Could he learn to mount a ladder:     May he at his latter end     Mount alive and dead descend!     In him tell me which prevail,     Female vices most, or male?     What produced him, can you tell?     Human race, or imps of Hell?

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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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