He fought with all three, thrice ventured his life,
Then went home again, and was thrashed by his wife.
Translated from BUCHANAN.
Beginning, Pauper eram juvenis, &c.
Poor, when in youth, now worn with feeble age
I’m rich; but wretched still in either stage:
When wealth I could enjoy I then had none;
Now plenty’s come, all power of use is gone.
On a Company of bad Dancers to good Music. BY MR. BUDGELL.
How ill the motion with the music suits!