Classic Poem

Address'd to his Dear Friend, Jemmy Worsdale

This itch of scribbling has no end, no ease,
Damn'd if you fail, and envy'd if you please;
Uncertain pleasure for most certain pain:
Well, Solomon says right, All things are vain;
'Tis better that a man should eat and drink.
Here! — Take away this ugly pen and ink!
Come, James! — let's have a bottle and a bit;
There's something solid in that kind of wit.