The philosophical puppet-show, or, Snip's inauguration to the President's Chair : addressed to Sir J[oseph] B[anks], barōnetos, a celebrated conoisseur in chickweed, caterpillars, black beetles, butterflies and cockle-shells / By Simon Snip [pseud].

  • Snip, Simon, pseud.
Date:
[1785?]
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Licence: Public Domain Mark

Credit: The philosophical puppet-show, or, Snip's inauguration to the President's Chair : addressed to Sir J[oseph] B[anks], barōnetos, a celebrated conoisseur in chickweed, caterpillars, black beetles, butterflies and cockle-shells / By Simon Snip [pseud]. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    / [ 2' ] w fortunes to depend upon, muft live by our wits. JB/jf.—True. And when wit is in the fcrvice of good fenfe, it has an excellent place of it. Indeed, wit in fupport of falfe- hood has often got a good livelihood; but then it has been when its patrons haddifcernment, and<bled freely.—'But defpotifm, brutality, ignorance pro- found, foolifhnefs unparalleled, and pride moft prefumptive, make up the - compolition : even needy wit fickens at the fight, and vomits up ridicule at the very idea—And fuch a being is our dear, kind, loving, learned, and fen- fible-mafter, Sir Jofeph. Why, my good brother,'your fentiments exadlly coincide with mine in this re- fpecl. And now we are by ourfelves, I will give you fome lines I compofed the other day, not foreign to our pre- fent lubjedl. Reafon, of man the noblelf part, That rules the head, or mends the heart. Wanting a good companion fit, ' Calls out for Wit. >. Tho’ Bacchus, jolly god divine, And worth nine thoufand of the nine. Should fpread the board; how dull all fit Till in comes Wit. But hark ! methinks I hear Sir Jofeph lightly tripping in the drelRng-room. 1 fuppofe he is pra^ifing a minuet againfl the evening, BJac,