[Footnote 6. The Latin of the schools is of the 'canine species', and not very intelligible.] [Footnote 7: The discovery of Pythagoras, that the square of the hypothenuse is equal to the squares of the other two sides of a right-angled triangle.] [Footnote 8: On a saint's day the students wear surplices in chapel.] [Footnote i: 'And place it'. [4to]] [Footnote ii: 'The price of hireling'. [4to]] [Footnote iii: 'Who canvass now'. [4to]] [Footnote iv: 'One on his power and place depends, The other on--the Lord knows what! Each to some eloquence pretends, But neither will convince by that. The first, indeed, may not demur; Fellows are sage reflecting men, And know'. [4to. 'P. on V. Occasions'.]] [Footnote v: 'And therefore smiles at his'. [4to. 'P. on V. Occasions'.]] [Footnote vi: 'Now from Corruption's shameless scene'. [4to. 'P. on V. Occasions'.]] [Footnote vii: 'And view unseen'. [4to]] [Footnote viii: 'and early rises'. [4to]] [Footnote ix: 'And all the' [4to]] [Footnote x: 'And agitates'. [4to]] [Footnote xi: 'And robs himself of many a meal'. [4to]] [Footnote xii: 'But harmless are these occupations Which'. [4to]] [Footnote xiii: 'When Drunkenness and dice unite. And every sense'. [4to. 'P. on V. Occasions'.]] [Footnote xiv: 'And exultation'. [4to]] [Footnote xv: 'But he'. [4to]] [Footnote xvi: 'But mercy'. [4to]] [Footnote xvii: 'But had they sung'. [4to]] [Footnote xviii: 'But if I write much longer now'. [4to. 'P. on V. Occasions'.]] TO THE SIGHING STREPHON. [1] 1. Your pardon, my friend, If my rhymes did offend, Your pardon, a thousand times o'er; From friendship I strove, Your pangs to remove, But, I swear, I will do so no more. 2. Since your _beautiful_ maid, Your flame has repaid, No more I your folly regret; She's now most divine, And I bow at the shrine, Of this quickly reformèd coquette. 3. Yet still, I must own, [i] I should never have known, From _your verses_, what else she deserv'd; Your pain seem'd so great, I pitied your fate, As your fair was so dev'lish reserv'd. 4. Since the balm-breathing kiss [ii] Of this magical Miss, Can such wonderful transports produce; [iii] Since the _"world you forget, When your lips once have met,"_ My counsel will get but abuse. 5. You say, "When I rove," "I know nothing of love;" Tis true, I am given to range; If I rightly remember, _I've lov'd_ a good number; [iv] Yet there's pleasure, at least, in a change. 6. I will not advance, [v] By the rules of romance, To humour a whimsical fair; Though a smile may delight, Yet a _frown_ will _affright,_ [vi] Or drive me to dreadful despair. 7.