Read ANSWER TO LINES FROM MAY FAIR of The Poems of Jonathan Swift‚ D.D.(Volume I of 2), free online book, by Jonathan Swift, on ReadCentral.com.

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I

In pity to the empty’ng Town,
  Some God May Fair invented,
When Nature would invite us down,
  To be by Art prevented.

II

What a corrupted taste is ours
  When milk maids in mock state
Instead of garlands made of Flowers
  Adorn their pails with plate.

III

So are the joys which Nature yields
  Inverted in May Fair,
In painted cloth we look for fields,
  And step in Booths for air.

IV

Here a Dog dancing on his hams
  And puppets mov’d by wire,
Do far exceed your frisking lambs,
  Or song of feather’d quire.

V


Howe’er, such verse as yours I grant
  Would be but too inviting: 
Were fair Ardelia not my Aunt,
  Or were it Worsley’s writing.