Dame Fortune has look'd down 'tis plain,
But the jade may look up again:
'Tis true that dev'lish oyster-pie
Fell souse upon the legacy:
E'en so it was, I cannot doubt it,
But I would think no more about it.
You so well know your P's and Q's,
That you have but to pick and chuse.
I speak the truth, there are but few
Mr. Quæ Genus, such as you: