Antiphanes. (Book vi. § 73, p. 405; § 33, p. 375; and § 35, p. 376.)
What art, vocation, trade or mystery,
Can match with your fine Parasite?—The Painter?
He! a mere dauber: a vile drudge the Farmer:
Their business is to labour, ours to laugh,
To jeer, to quibble, faith, Sirs! and to drink,
Aye, and to drink lustily. Is not this rare?
'Tis life, my life at least: the first of pleasures
Were to be rich myself; but next to this
I hold it best to be a Parasite,