LINES, On a Flatterer. __ I
HATE a flatt’rer, as I hate the devil, But Tom’s a very, very pleasing dog, Of course let’s speak of him in
terms more civil-- I hate a flatt’rer as I hate a hog; Not but applause is music to
mine ears, He is a knave
who says he likes it not, But when, in friendship’s guise
deceit appears, ’Twould fret a Stoic’s frigid
temper hot. |