ON HEARING OF THE TRANSLATION OF THE FARMER’S BOY INTO LATIN; By the Rev Mr C———
HEY Giles! in what new garb art dress’d?
For Lads like you methinks a bold one;
I’m glad to see thee so caresst;
But, hark ye!—don’t despise your old one.
Thou’rt not the first by many a Boy5
Who’ve found abroad good friends to own ’em;
Then, in such coats have shown their joy,
E’en their own
Fathers have not known ’em.
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