To the Right Honble Charles Townsend,
reminding him of his promise
to serve Capt. Schomberg
1
If true that as the Wit is great,
The Mem'ry's in proportion small;
Ask him, or her, the first you meet,
They'll swear that you have none at all.
2
This fact premis'd-- shall I once doubt.
Again to urge my former suit;
A Thousand Grains are blown about,
For one that happily takes root.
3
Imagination like the wind,
Lets not the seeds of kindness rest,
But tho' they're scattere'd from your mind,
They fall and settle in your breast.
4
To humbler Tasks your heart will bend,
To feel neglected Worth Submit,
And there will Schomberg find a Friend,
Benevolent in Spite of Wit.
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