Classic Poem

Good S ENSE .

D'ye know me! yes, Good Sense , my name;
Despise me not, though small ;
For wou'd the pit grow kind to wit ,
You'd see me, soon , grow tall .
Toll loll, &c.

Good Nature .

For me , my name's Good Nature ,
The tinyest thing alive;
But wou'd you be, from faction , free,
Good Lord! how I should thrive !
Toll loll, &c.
Good S ENSE .

Wou'd handsome wives be rul'd by me,
They should, with kindness, kill;
In Joy , grow old , and never scold ,
And please , without Q UADRILLE .
Toll loll, &c.

Good Nature .

Their husbands , then, should learn to love ,
And lead the happiest lives:
Forbear to roam, and find, at home,
Whate'er they want , in wives .
Toll loll, &c.
Good S ENSE .

The Courtier , he should learn from me ,
To hope no comfort , there:
And he, whom fate , has made not great ,
Should bless his 'scape , from care .
Toll loll, &c.

Good Nature .

To painful prudes , and light coquetts ,
I'd give these safe alarms:
That art is base, and spoils a face,
While goodness , always charms .
Toll loll, &c.
Good S ENSE .

Poets should fall in love, with ME ;

Good NATURE .

With ME , the dreadful pit :

Good S ENSE .

Good sense combin'd —

Good Nature .

Good nature join'd,

B OTH .

Then, hey boys, up goes wit .

Toll loll, &c.

Genius of L IBERTY .

Enough, my children; come, attend me, near ;
And, going , leave, behind , your influence , here.