Classic Poem

Upon a certain ineffable Coxcomb, who scandalously abused the Author's Confidence.

I.

Why, you must have a roaring Trade,
An ample Fortune too;
Women and Wine! high Ven'son Feasts!
Who lives like Quinly You .

II.

Let subtle Tom attend the Shop,
Gay Pleasures all your Care;
Whole Mornings spent in Billet-doux,
With dressing of your Hair.

III.

Your tasty Picture too I note,
O! you're a finish'd Piece!
But why V ANDYKE ? An Artist sure,
From Italy or Greece!

IV.

No more with Folly, all your own ,
Proclaim a S AMPSON'S Sway;
I've found in Slight you far surpass
His manual Display .