66 A Dialogue between 



Since Neighbours like, in Love we both agree, 

 We'll Celebrate great Pan, and Neptunes liberality. 



CTorpfoon, 



Now I'm convinced Piscator's art's sublime, 



He profit reaps by his expence of time. 



By harmless pleasure, yet he always may 



Contemplate the Eternal bounty of the day; 



Which gives such Inclinations all Divine, 



Without the Hazard of more precious time, 



For while he Angles, serious there he may 



Consider life, and life's uncertain way, 



By fleeting time that never yet would stay. 



Some friends I have at need, and those 



Shall sup with us, if nothing do oppose, 



Whose hearts are Cheery, and my home-made Wine 



Shall mount their souls more lofty then the Vine. 



Great Bacchus darling, Pom ona's joys are more 



Then all the Grapes Insipped Fools adore. 



Command my House, one hour I crave to be 



Among my kine, and other drudgery, 



The Masters eye make all the Horses fat, 



Is the old Proverb, still remember that. 



Well, I'll be Cook 9 against your quick return, 

 But bring your friends, for whom I inward mourn, 

 Lest some dull chance should keep them yet away, 

 Like tedious Prologue to a duller play. 

 Be quick dear Corydon, make haste be sure, 

 Impatience hardly will admit a cure. 



Corgiron 



